Aparrantly Em's is called Xavier Rudd. Never heard of the dude, so I did what any normal average person would do... google time!
This afternoon I got an always random text message from my sister (after I had already talked to her today on the phone), instructing me to call and listen to her voicemail. I knew something was up.
My sister isn't tech advanced enough to know how to upload mp3's on her cell, well, shit, she doesn't even own a computer, so, nevermind.
What does she do? She sticks her damn cell like RIGHT by the speaker and blasts a song, thinking the closer she holds her phone to the speaker, the highest quality of sound will be there. Oh, and she doesn't decide to just do the chorus or the more common part of the song.... it was the whole fricken thing. All I heard was this muffled decently pretty song. He's pretty cool, kinda folk/blues/rock, which is all that's pretty much out there right now.
That was the random Emily thing of the day, except for her not realizing what day it was. She told me that on Sunday she's going to bring up the kids to the zoo and would love to have me be the suprise guest, (HELL YEAH!). Then she said that Rage and Kohna have different spring breaks... I found that odd since they are both in the same school district area. Anywho, I point out how today in fact is March 19th, and she argued with me for a good minute before actually looking to see that it was, loser.
My reply to her saying she sucks at recording his greatness? "He sounds like a girl." Seriously this guy can blast a better falsetto, prettier too, than my lungs can pipe. neener neener my sister has a crush on a guy who sounds like a GIIIIIIIIRL. Ha. This is going down in history, folks.
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