#RED

With the state of the music industry right now - music available whenever you want it, how ever you want it - I honestly can't remember the last time I've been excited about an album release. Usually I will check out the buzz, download a single or two, and move on to the next one.

AU CONTRAIRE, mes amis. Today is a special day.. that's right, Taylor Swift's new album "Red" came out today, and I was lucky enough to get hooked up with a free copy which I could not be more excited about.

How have I celebrated this special day? Well, instead of my usual button-pushing, and traffic-report-scouring that I normally do every morning, I decided to kick off my day by listening to the title track "Red" on repeat... for all 25 minutes of my commute. And it didn't even get old.

Why am I so excited? Well, mostly because I have been tragically disappointed in her latest over-played works, namely "We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together". I love you T. Swift, but even you can't pull off a speaking role in your own song, no matter how brief and melodramatic. The root of my utter disappointment? The fact that her music always seems to perfectly coincide with my life - and endless nights on the front porch with the girls. I was worried that these memories of bouncing around and screaming "Love Story" at the top of my lungs would be replaced by annoyance in sub-par material.

"I'm Only Me When I'm With You" was playing somewhere for sure

But fear not! Ms. Swift absolutely redeemed herself with this album, and so far I can't get enough.

Here's a sample of the song writing that I love so much:

"Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street

Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly

Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying

through the free fall

Like the colors in autumn so bright just before they lose it all

Losing him was blue, like I’d never known

Missing him was dark gray, all alone

Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met

But loving him was red

Loving him was red"

Come on. I dare any 20-something girl to say that these words don't ring true for some chapter of her life. I'm a lyrics fanatic, and lyrics are what she does best!

My one complaint: not enough pure country (think "Tim McGraw"). Come on girl, stick to your roots!

So today, as I roll down (or sit in the parking lot that is) 376 at about 5pm, have no fear, I won't be honking restlessly at people today!

SJ