The Wolf's At The Door

(thanks to Carissa for reminding me of Mr Wolf. Pictures courtesy of wikipedia)

I'm not a person who takes to new musicians all that easily. The better part of my iTunes playlist is firmly mired in c. 1995 and a piano rendition of Rossini's William Tell Overture, and somehow it's easiest to keep returning to those when I have nothing else to listen to. And there are only two ways I end up giving new stuff any sort of chance with my tympanum:
a) A friend shaking mp3s in my face going "you have to listen to this!", to which request I usually acquiesce fast enough unless it's metal, which (sorry to any metal fans reading this) I absolutely can't stomach.
b) Something popping up on Pandora, which is my Internet radio service of choice, which throws artistes at you one song at a time. The good part about that is you can give things a thumbs down and not have them play again if you don't like them.
This turned up via the latter method. I'd fallen in love with The Magic Position before I even heard the chap's voice, and given how much I loved the daft, kiddish beginning I wouldn't have cared if he'd sounded like a dyspeptic gorilla. And then, after reading Carissa on the subject of Mr Wolf, I hunted for more of his stuff off the net and found three songs, all of which were, putting it mildly, excellent. Musical loves have been based on less. And (important for a girl fashaholic) it doesn't hurt at all that he's cute and has hair just the colour I would like mine to be if hair dye wasn't one of my mortal fears. His look, in a weird way, matches his music (or at least what I've heard of it)- though reviews seem to say his earlier stuff wasn't as happy-sounding. In any event, it can't have been all that depressing if he's got a hula hoop (I want one) in his hand on the cover of his first album, even if it is called Lycanthropy (that always reminds me of Remus Lupin, who is heartbreaking every time he pops up on the page. I sincerely hope he doesn't get killed off in Deathly Hallows- if that happens, I will cry). If this boy puts out a metal album, I might even give it a chance.