You know the problem with having your favourite music go mainstream is suddenly it's everywhere like ipod commercials and Saturday Night Live and then suddenly it rushes to the top of the charts and then suddenly no one believes you when you say something like "oh yeah, Feist, I've loved her for years."
Oh, but I have. I first discovered her through these guys:
They're called Kings of Convenience and they're from Norway. Bergen, to be exact, which seems like an entirely charming and liveable place for the following two reasons:
1) It is near the ocean.
2) It has a museum dedicated entirely to leprosy.
Surely this is a place I could see myself living in.
But that's beside the point, because this is a post about Feist. I first heard her voice through this song in 2004 around the time when France pretty much kept her to itself:
Which she sings all by herself on French TV (a version I like better):
But no one believes me when I say this. And when I ask people to go with me to see bands they've never heard no one will.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Feist
Posted by erin at 11:53 PM
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