The Pie​-​Love Sky

by Jodi Shaw

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On her second album, "The Pie-Love Sky," produced by Steve Addabbo (Suzanne Vega, Shawn Colvin, Dar Williams), [Jodi] continues to develop the distinctive sound that puts her in a class with few peers. While her songs often recall the quiet beauty and subtle-yet-visceral impact of Chan Marshall's Cat Power, Jodi's uncommonly pretty voice and straightforward delivery is comparable to vocalists like Edie Brickel, Suzanne Vega, Natalie Merchant and Heather Nova. The Pie-Love Sky delivers a strong acoustic blend of indie and folk with Jodi's melodically intuitive style of guitar playing recalling that of the great Joni Mitchell.
-Gail Worley, Rock Critic at Large

". . . an absolutely refreshing second album of intellectual lullabies."
-Megan Donis, Producer, EGG the arts show-Thirteen/WNET, May 2003 (NYC)

". . . few, if any, have the depth, songwriting skill, and mellifluous voice of Jodi Shaw."
-Mark Kirby, Dreamforge Magazine, May 2003

"At this point it's hard to inject any kind of vibrancy in the
shop-worn folk-pop genre, but Jodi Shaw succeeds on The Pie-Love Sky."
-Time Out NY, June 2003

". . . this Newfoundland poetess sounds as much like Suzanne Vega (circa her debut LP) as anybody you've ever heard."
-The Village Voice, June 2003

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released 01 May 2003
Produced by Steve Addabbo

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Track Name: The President Knows
You know she doesn't bother putting ribbons in her hair
It's like she doesn't care
Just a long for the ride yeah

Dancing in the vestibule where everyone can see
Nothing left for me
Just a bouncing ballerina

Underneath her sweater a mysterious code
Given to her mother seven weeks ago
You know it doesn't matter if the President knows

Suddenly she's staking out the pigeons in the square
Normal people stare
Under orders from the Germans

Her father whispers in her ear before she falls asleep
A secret she can keep
Make use of in the morning

She won't discuss the issue in a letter or a phone
Sparing with her adjectives careful with her clothes
She's got to find a way to let the President know

She may be falling, literally crawling
Notorious scrawling but hey
Do you know what it is to be brave?
Do you know it's your ass she's gonna save?

The interview is over now they're taking her away
The unenlightened day
Festers in the foreground

They've cordoned off the corridor and hidden her from view
The actors take their cue
Standing at attention

She crouches in the corner with the couches and the crows
Deciphering a message in the riddle he chose
And now she's pretty certain, the President knows . . .