Fancy a taste of high-pitched 'peach, plum, pear' anyone???

So today whilst relaxing in and about my room, I was suddenly startled by what I initially assumed to be the sound of a screeching bag of cats coming from my sisters room. While the noise continued I thought to myself: "Siajan! Why on Earth have you kidnapped a clowder of cats?!!!...Not only that, but seriously tormented cats?!?!"

Confused, I stormed into her room intent on silencing the high-pitched noise or to, at the very least, satisfy my own curiosities. As I threw open my sisters bedroom door, there I found Siajan, happily typing away at her laptop, i-tunes open as she sang.

In that short moment, as I listened more closely I realised the noise was not cats, nor was it asylum patients... but the voice of one whose high-pitched tone could put the Bee Gees to shame... "Siajan, who the hell is this???" I asked.

Joanna Newsom.

You are insane!!!... and yet, with a voice more unusual than any I have ever heard, and the rhythmic 'harp-melodies' that remind you of an enthusiastic toddler beating away at his new xylophone (no seriously that is a complement... I can't think of anything that reflects her music better, than such an innocent and enjoyable moment), I'm proud to say that Joanna, you have climbed your way to the top of my ipod 'favourites playlist'.

Although some may liken her voice to that of : "A singing chipmunk whose nipples are being twisted by pliers" (Thank you Youtube user for that description...), personally I feel it to be somewhat of a 'Soko'-esqu approach to music: Unusual, innocent and utterly captivating!

My favourite of her songs would deffinitely have to be Peach, Plum, Pear. The lyrics are both simple and beautiful, throughout the song, her voice almost grows on you.

Peach, Plum, Pear.

We speak in the store
I'm a sensitive bore
you seem markedly more
and I'm oozing surprise.

But it's late in the day
and you're well on your way
what was golden went gray
and I'm suddenly shy.

And the gathering floozies
afford to be choosy
and all sneezing darkly
in the dimming divide.

I have read the right books
to interpret your looks
you were knocking me down
with the palm of your eye.

Go Na na na na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na na

This was unlike the story
it was written to be
I was riding its back
when it used to ride me.

And we were galloping manic
to the mouth of the source
we were swallowing panic
in the face of its force.

And I am blue, I am blue, and unwell,
made me bolt like a horse.

ooh, Na na na na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na na

Now it's done.
Watch it go.
You've changed some.
Water run from the snow.

Am I so dear?
Do I run rare?
And you've changed some:
peach, plum, pear.

Joanna has to be one of the only people aside from Lady Ga-ga who is able to completely get away with speaking nonsense for pretty much two entirebridges throughout her song. Like seriously;

"Go Na na na na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na na "

..... Completely pointless right??? and yet her off-putting voice locks you in to the song; just hankering and begging for more. (sorta like someone with a fetish for being punnished eh?) Regardless, it's bloody amazing if you ask me!!
So before I leave and end my rave about little Miss Joanna, Here is her the video to this remarkable off-beat song. Give it a chance and I swear it'll grow on you ;)

So, in the words of the woman herself: Peach, Pear, Plum.... ishax