Episode 1 - "Round Here" by Counting Crows

Ta da! Our very first episode. Hopefully you will very much enjoy it.
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Here's a link to the album description on AllMusic and Wikipedia as well as a nifty article from NPR in Boston by someone who also bought this as their first CD. Finally, the the original review by Rolling Stone.
If you're interested in what Adam is singing, behold his lyrics:
Step out the front door like a ghostinto the fog where no one noticesthe contrast of white on white.And in between the moon and youthe angels get a better viewof the crumbling difference between wrong and right.I walk in the air between the rainthrough myself and back againWhere? I don't knowMaria says she's dyingthrough the door I hear her cryingWhy? I don't know[Chorus:]Round here we always stand up straightRound here something radiatesMaria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her handshe said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvisand she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the landjust like she's walking on a wire in the circusshe parks her car outside of my houseand takes her clothes offsays she's close to understanding Jesusand she knows she's more than just a little misunderstoodshe has trouble acting normal when she's nervous[Chorus:]Round here we're carving out our namesRound here we all look the sameRound here we talk just like lionsBut we sacrifice like lambsRound here she's slipping through my handsSleeping children better run like the windout of the lightning dreamMama's little baby better get herself inout of the lightningShe says, "It's only in my head."She says, "Shh I know it's only in my head."But the girl on car in the parking lotsays, "Man you should try to take a shot.can't you see my walls are crumbling?"Then she looks up at the buildingand says she's thinking of jumpingShe says she's tired of lifeshe must be tired of something[Chorus:]Round here she's always on my mindRound here hey man got lots of timeRound here we're never sent to bed earlyAnd nobody makes us waitRound here we stay up very, very, very, very lateI can't see nothin', nothin', round here.You catch me if I'm falling.You catch me if I'm falling.You catch me cause I'm falling down on youI said, "I'm under the gun..."Round here.Oh, man, I said, "I'm under the gun..."Round here.And I can't see nothin', nothin'.Round here. We don't actually do a ton of research before doing the show: this is new media where feelings rule over fact!
And here's the actual music video for "Round Here" again if you missed it in the preview post. Don't see any small pool like Diana mentioned, but it's the metaphor that counts.
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