Because I am a product of the google generation, I instantly tried to "Shazam" the song with my IPhone. Unfortunately, the song was so obscure that it didn't register to "Shazam's" database and returned the dreaded "unable to match" message. Well, this wasn't going to set me back. I consider myself pretty adept at figuring out how to "jerry-rig" things in my life. I believe this trait comes from the excessive amount of Nancy Drew books I read as a child, which has given me this idea that, though not a teen anymore and despite the lack of "mysteries" in my everyday life, I indeed am a teen sleuth. Therefore, I must be prepared to handle just about anything at a moment's notice. So, I used the recording function on my phone and recorded the song--with the plan of google searching the lyrics later. Genius, I know. So I recorded about two minutes of the song and a short amount of jabber from the radio DJ. I searched for the lyrics right there on my phone and I came up with nothing. See, turns out that all the technology in the world (Or, at least safari on the IPhone) isn't much help if what you're looking for is actually something rare and in my opinion one of the most hauntingly beautiful songs I've ever heard. So that evening I convinced my teen sleuth self to give up on the search for the beautiful folk song and call it a night. In all honesty I probably had three beers and passed out after watching SVU on my computer. So, not to worry, I didn't suffer that intensely. A whole year and a half has gone by and this morning I decided to listen to some music while I read the paper and drank my coffee. As I was searching through my ITunes library I noticed that one little voice note from December 8th, 2009 at 7:31pm. I listened to the recording again, the way one looks at a faded picture of an old lover or thinks of a favorite sweater that has been lost. This time though, this time my Nancy-sense kicked into high gear. I was not going to let this year old case keep me up at night. So I did another lyrics search as I listened to the recording. Then, something I hadn't caught before. The DJ! She says the name of the band when the song is finished. "And that was "Up All Night" from the Polka Dot Dot Dots. And before that....". One quick google search later and a jaunt over to ITunes and I've downloaded all of the groups albums and have already listened to one. The song "Up All Night" is even more beautiful in the studio-version and I can't wait to have an embarrassing play count number next to the song.
Cause, when you open up your mouth
Paper cranes come flying out
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