November 29th, 2006 (8:30 p.m.)
Words I never thought I'd hear my wife say (and which will likely spur my sister
into organizing some kind of intervention):
"You should make a Tom Waits mix for the baby."
She said this while we were watching Waits' performance of "Day After Tomorrow" on The Daily Show. Despite its political lyrics, he does have a nice, gruff croon throughout, and it does come across a bit like a lullaby. And really, a lot of his ballads do. That's the kind of mix she wants: soft and soothing.
I think it's a good idea. My wife's woken up several times while riding in the car to find me listening to the scary, clangy Waits stuff. So I figure once you count his/her in utero listening, Lil' G's getting the full education.