100. Meryn Cadell, Angel Food For Thought (Warner, 1992)
It would have been great if this set had kicked off a lengthy, luminous career for this quirky, charming Canadian poet/songstress/spoken word diva. Alas, only two more albums followed, the third only available in her home country. By then, she had focused entirely on her singing—not altogether a bad idea, given she could sing at least half as powerfully as k.d. lang. Everyone who remembers Cadell knows “The Sweater” and her prickly, frequently hilarious, and utterly inimitable musings on The Pope, flight attendants and Barbie dolls, but even the more subdued, personal songs still have an impact. And the feminist-shredding “Bumblebee” hasn’t lost any of its sting.
It would have been great if this set had kicked off a lengthy, luminous career for this quirky, charming Canadian poet/songstress/spoken word diva. Alas, only two more albums followed, the third only available in her home country. By then, she had focused entirely on her singing—not altogether a bad idea, given she could sing at least half as powerfully as k.d. lang. Everyone who remembers Cadell knows “The Sweater” and her prickly, frequently hilarious, and utterly inimitable musings on The Pope, flight attendants and Barbie dolls, but even the more subdued, personal songs still have an impact. And the feminist-shredding “Bumblebee” hasn’t lost any of its sting.
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