Anyway, so his most recent post, (one of the funny/brilliant ones), dated Feb. 19th, was entitled “Joshua Radin = Good”. In it, he sings the praises of this new folky singer, saying, “We've had a bunch of his music on Scrubs and I'm telling you if there were a stock market where you could invest in future sensations, I'd put all my money in Radin Futures.”
So, being someone who loved the Garden State soundtrack, I immediately typed “Joshua Radin” onto my “music to download” stickie note (one of the many stickies that crowd my desktop) and left it at that. Later, however, I was watching an old episode of Grey’s Anatomy, which is, regardless of whatever else you have to say about it, a show with VERY good music, and I heard a song that I really liked. Like, REALLY liked. Like, enough to add it to the stickie note.
So I paused the show (I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: praise to the DVR) and scuttled over to my computer to hunt down the artist. It took awhile, as the song played really quietly behind a bunch of dialogue, but to make a boring story blissfully shorter: the song is by Joshua Radin. It’s called Closer. I didn’t bother adding it to the stickie, seeing as how I’d already sort of covered that base when inspired by the Braff-blog. But the cosmic connection of him appearing twice in one day stuck with me.
It’s not even very cosmic, I know. And now I’m going to have to spend money on more music I don’t really need, at a time when I shouldn’t really be buying anything at all. Oh well. Can’t argue with fate, I say. Particularly when fate wants you to spend money on frivolity.
Now, before anyone emails me with harsh criticism about my taste in music, I should tell you something about Joshua Radin: the music is sad (and more than a bit cheesy). That’s probably half of why I like it, but I mention it because the whole concept of sad music has been on my mind lately. I have a friend who subscribes to the Nick Hornby-penned theory that our (meaning, most of the pop-listening world’s) collective love of sad music is inherently bad for our mental/emotional states, but I sort of can’t help it. I mean, even if listening to an abundance of sad music is, in fact, bad for me, what else am I supposed to listen to? And what if I AM actually feeling sad? In a situation like that, should I not be listening to music that suits my mood?
Last night, there were two block-wide power outages in my neighbourhood, and today, it drizzled all day and then suddenly brightened at 5:30 in the afternoon after a particularly heavy sudden downpour. I was home alone on both occasions; lighting candles, looking out the window, listening to some itunes, and being a wee bit sad. What was I supposed to do? Throw on some Gettin’ Jiggy Wit It?
Na na na na na na na. Na na na na na na.
P.S. Had to add a post script after reading a bit of Radin's MySpace profile. He lists Elliott Smith, Simon and Garfunkel and Nick Drake under "sounds like". Hello! Item number one on my "to download" list: Elliott Smith, Between the Bars. (Heard on a rerun of Judging Amy... cause yes, my taste in television is much like my taste in music.) Nick Drake and S&G are one thing (or rather, 3 ...things) but Smith I only discovered a few days ago. The cosmicosity is mounting!