I recently purchased Flavors of Entaglement by Alanis Morissette. I have a tendency to buy CDs when things go wrong. If things are terribly wrong, i buy an Alanis album. A good CD is like a therapy session you can repeat day after day until you realize a) your problems could be worse or, b) someone knows how you feel. I'm all about the validation. I own each of Alanis's albums thanks to many CD Saturdays with Rachel. This two disk set is sure to be added to my favorite albums of all time, right up there with Snow Patrol's Final Straw and Deja Entendu by Brand New. What I love about Alanis is her ability to be completely sad and masochistic with upbeat songs. This is perfect because I have many MANY people who like to make fun of my music choice which is usually hood rap straight outa da ATL or somber slit my wrist music. To the naked music eye, Flavors of Entanglement is just your average jolly, teenie bopper album, belonging on the shelf next to Spice World and Blink 182.
But REALLY she is still the angry Alanis Morissette our parents prayed we wouldn't listen to. The one outside of Joey Gladstone's window peeking on him after he broke up with her. The Alanis with one hand in her pocket, and the other one flicking a cigarette.
Is it bad to have a hero with a nicotene habit? I hope not cause she changed my life.