Audio By Carbonatix
I’ve got a confession to make. Back in the early ’90s, during the worldwide tremor of Little Earthquakes, I used Tori Amos‘s debut album to pick up chicks.
I would bring them home to my Ocean Drive hotel room and play them the LP, hoping to, er, make a good impression. On one hand, I wanted to gauge how the dames reacted to the album — if they didn’t get it, I knew I’d probably not get them. But on the other hand, I wanted to show that, thug as I was, I also had a sensitive side. And that I wasn’t afraid to show it either.
Of course, I dug the record, immensely — its beautiful hurt, the courageous reveal, its grand and nuanced sweep. I especially dug “Precious Things,” and I’d sit down the girl-of-the-night with the lyric sheet and point out, line by line, how brilliant it was. But even now, after all these years, I somehow feel as if I betrayed a confidence by using the record as a tool to win women’s hearts, whether or not my intentions were nefarious.
The red-head legend plays the Fillmore tonight at 7:30 p.m. Bring your heart; leave your nefarious intentions behind.
Wed., July 29, 7:30 p.m., 2009
When news happens, Miami New Times is there —
Your support strengthens our coverage.
We’re aiming to raise $30,000 by December 31, so we can continue covering what matters most to you. If Miami New Times matters to you, please take action and contribute today, so when news happens, our reporters can be there.
