Snippets of SnapDragon

Hi! And welcome to the latest addition to my Desert Island Picks.

In case you missed my little advertisement, I’ve decided to award ten–yes, only ten—top albums of my life.

And when I say ‘album’, I mean the entire album, friends. The whole record. Not some compilation or mix tape. I put in the CD, crank up the volume on quality speakers, and let the artist’s creation come to life.

You know. How it was intended.

All right. Now that we’ve cleared that up, let us continue!

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#4: American Doll Posse by Tori Amos (2007)

Hell yesss.

Before we begin, Dear Reader, it’s worth reminding you that this list of albums is a reflection of my life.

Each selection is precious; each one a savored stone of remembrance.

And let’s face it: not everyone digs Tori.

But she’s my spirit animal (whatever that even means) and I’m effing proud to list American Doll Posse as Pick #4.

Here. We. Go.

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It’s the spring of 2007. I’m on the brink of turning 20; my curly hair is dyed a coppery shade of red. Sophomore year of college has awoken me to so many beautiful and complicated truths.

I feel like I’ve shed a skin I didn’t know I had.

My Chevy Corsica barrels down the highway, the nighttime calling and shrieking and pulling me in to its possibilities.

I’m fucking unstoppable, yo.

And in the passenger seat, no doubt, is my black-haired best friend. Sparkly eye shadow. Pink Sugar perfume. Non-stop laughs about things only we think are funny.

And although life has taken us different places, the magic of ADP will always remain between us.

Pure magic.

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All right, all right. I’ll get to the music.

American Doll Posse checks all of the glorious Tori boxes:

-Raw, Badass Lyrics

-Insane Imagery

-Pristine Vocals

-Powerful Yet Intricate Piano

And in typical Tori fashion, she created five distinct personalities to deliver the message.

Like so many things, it’s a bit odd to experience it now, in post-Trump America.

But it’s a masterpiece. And I leave it to your ears now, friends.

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Favorite Track: You just gotta listen to the whole thing. Just do it.*

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*Can’t? If you insist, listen to “Dragon”.

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SnapDragon is a wife, mama, and teacher who lives in beautiful southeastern PA.

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