Tori Amos came out with a new album. I know, who cares. But, my favorite part about a new Tori Amos album--the new Tori Amos song titles. Her titles always make me uncomfortable, like she's going to rub mustard seed and weeds on my genitals.
But for the past 6 or so years, she's been letting us down.
Tori has followed the path of many former female crazers such as Grace Slick, Kate Bush, and even Patti Smith, who all had an awakening somewhere in Arizona or New Mexico, and are now very suspiciously spiritual. Tori was totally wacko but then had a baby and instantly ditched the weird for anything in a Santa Fe Style, whether it be clothing, home decor, or cacti. And it gets boring. Where her old song titles made you curious ("Crucify", "Hey Jupiter," "Playboy Mommy"), the more recent ones have been on the Carly Simon side of things ("Sweet Sangria," "Pancake," and, worst of all my favorite, "Martha's Foolish Ginger"). Really?! MARTHA'S FOOLISH GINGER?! That's something cat-owners say!
Well, Tori might be turning back to obnoxious and nuts with her new album American Doll Posse. At least, the song titles are promising:
Fat Slut
Programmable Soda
You Can Bring Your Dog
Roosterspur Bridge
Please, Tori. Screech. Scream. And make no sense. Just the way we like it.
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