i like norah jones. actually, i really love someone who wrote songs for her…wait, maybe i should do some research. ok, yes. jesse harris. i think i have norah to thank for a cherished cd. you know, one of those that got you through a crazy time- usually love burdened or achey minded? if you get a chance, check out jesse harris’ while the music lasts. anyway… i must be experiencing a nostalgic return to my roots, because i am literally loving, LOVING anything twang-ish. brandi carlile? yes. wailing jenny’s? absolutely. and last night, with her shiny electric guitar (no grand piano)… norah paid tribute to her own roots- texas. i didn’t stay for the whole show, long story… although i wished i could have. the start had the feel of twang minded heartache. it’s cliche right? but it’s a natural progression in my mind. from a jazzy soulful belting (come away with me) to a mournful guitar rift and crooner (tell yer mama). apparently all covered in last night’s set, including several covers. and i love reading that norah’s in a band with sasha dobsen called puss ‘n boots. hope you enjoy the photos… those red heels are SASS, and she found the perfect shade for lips to match. to see all the photos, click Read more
