you're the reason, baby, i'm the rhyme.

I shouldn't be posting. It's just barely seven in the morning, I haven't slept more than four hours in about a week and a half, I'm at work, there's little hope of caffeine in my future, and ninamazing is on the couch at my house and goddammit I envy her.

But, guys. I got Thea Gilmore's new album Murphey's Heart last night in the mail.

Okay, let me be honest. When "You're the Radio" came out last week or whenever I liked it enormously, but I was pretty sure it was radio bait to boost listener attention on Radio 2. Which is GREAT and it totally fucking worked and I am so happy for Thea that she's getting her music out there more than ever. I read some interviews and some stuff on her site about the new album and I thought it would be much the same. Songs about love, light-hearted stuff with two verses, a chorus, and a bridge, all very playable and I'd love it, but... it wouldn't be songs like "Whistle and Steam" that I listen to over and over and daydream about every traveling story I've ever read. Wouldn't be "December in New York," so quiet and full of gorgeous imagery. Wouldn't be "Even Gods Do," her song about Neil Gaiman's book American Gods.

And THEN I put it on this morning on the way to work and realized exactly how stupid I was.

Oh my GOD. The lyrics. The MUSIC. I didn't put it on my iPod last night so I can't listen at work and I wish I could. Maybe it's a good thing though because I am up to track 5 and I just don't want to breathe.

Holy shit, Thea. You've outdone yourself.

In addition, the special edition CD I ordered is beautiful, there's a box with the CD and a series of lyric cards that are just these beautifully designed postcards and I want to frame them.

Ahhhhhh i want to go listen to it more rather than sitting here falling asleep.