Love Letter

Dear Richard Butler,

How are you? I am fine.

Let me get this part of the letter out of the way…I am sorry. I am sorry about that time several years back when I yelled at you…loudly…right before you went on stage. In my defense, I didn’t recognize you but that really doesn’t matter since you ran right into me as if I wasn’t even there. Yes, yes, I used some strong language, yes, I told you exactly where you could go and where you could cram it once you got there and I am sorry for that. I shouldn’t have gotten all up in your grill.

What I am not sorry about is buying your new album. Gee, Mr. Butler, you really are swell. I loved you when you sang for the Psychedelic Furs, and I loved you when you sang with LoveSpitLove and I love you now. Your voice has been a favorite of mine for years and I can only liken it to curling up in my woobiest jammies with a hot cup of tea. It’s welcoming and soothing and to me, very beautiful. I know some people will disagree. It does have a certain…quality to it. But I love that about it. I love how it is rough and sleepy and how you sing with an accent when so many people lose theirs in song. Not you. Oh no, not you.

I was kind of afraid to buy the album without hearing anything from it first but I knew I would buy it even if it wasn’t good. Not like that Kip Winger album. I only bought that because I felt sorry for him after that “Where are they now?” show and I found out that the guy I had been mocking for so long had been having a really rough life. That was totally a pity purchase (but he did send me a bunch of autographed photos…hint hint). Your CD was totally not a pity purchase and you absolutely made it worth my pennies.

OK, to be honest, not every song is great, but it’s all very listenable. And that first song, man that one gets me. Everyone else can have their Morrissey (sounds like Kermit); they can keep their Prince (never liked him all that much anyway). I’ll always pick you for my dodge ball team.

Look, here’s the deal, Mr. Butler, I promise never to yell at you again if you promise to make more music. OK? Thanks.

Yours Always,
ren


Dear Anyone else,

I really like this album. It’s good.



Love,
Ren

p.s. justJENN caught up on her letter writing today too. Sorry about the thematic overlap.