Eric Strom’s Daily Song

Today’s song is a remix of “9th Wonder” by Digable Planets.

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AUTHORED BY Nathanael Totushek

I am writing to convince you that “Doll vs All of the Rest of the World” is worth a dollar. If you are already convinced, stop reading and buy now.

That said, let me just parenthetically add that (it is also worth more than that). But I will at this time only be proving its dollar worthness, and doing so beyond ‘the shadow of a doubt’.

For starters, ‘Doll’, as we’ll thusforth be referring to it, despite its delicious full title, is a commentary on the human condition. It is nothing less, but it is so much more. For example, it is an enigma; a riddle shrouded in mystery, posed in the form of music. The words of this song, some of which are–but are not limited to–’the doctor’, ‘wall’, ‘authenticity’, ’she’, and ‘with’, flow out of this song much like lava flows down the side of a mountain: Beautiful to look at, impossible to approach, changing everything upon–and sometimes even before contact.

‘Doll’ is also full of haunting melodies that satisfy the deep hunger left by its tantilizing subject matter. I would direct your attention to one in particular, that ‘doo, da da doo, doddly-daa, dee dee dee dee daaaaah’ part, but pure text doesn’t do it justice, so I won’t. Short of posting the musical score, which would be impossible since it’s not written down, and would violate a number of intellectual property morals I try to uphold on a daily basis, all I can really do is present you with a picture:

Now, that is just one interpretation of the lyrics. Of course there are literally thousands of different types of dolls out there. This was merely meant to illustrate the following point: buy the song.

Now beyond that irrefutable reasoning, I will finally appeal to the most basically and rigidly pragmatic music lover inside of you. I will assume that you are reading this sentence. We will take that as a given. Now, being that you have arrived at this one, I think we can comfortably conclude that you are still reading, and by a leap of logic, I will infer that you have probably read all of the preceding words. If that is, as I hold it to be, the case, and unless you have been cutting corners (ie. skimming or speed-reading), I will postulate at last that you have been at this particular website for at least thirty seconds. Thirty seconds and counting.

And counting…

Now, a great deal can happen in thirty seconds. They say a new baby is born every minute. So, in the time you have been reading, let’s take a moment to absorb the idea that in the time that you have been reading, at least–and I emphasize LEAST–half of one baby has been born. Don’t you owe it to yourself, and that partially-born child, to make it worth the time? For goodness sakes, what if something had gone wrong during one of those thirty precious seconds, and YOU WERE’nt THERE TO HELP? Would you ever forgive yourself if you didn’t at least follow through with the simple paypal transaction? That’s only another thirty seconds, which could mean the difference between a baby being born, and not. Would you want to have that on your conscience for the rest of your life?

I’ll leave that question open-ended, only hinting that the answer might be found toward the end of “Doll vs All of the Rest of the World.” Convinced? Buy now. Have a great day.