Norah Jones - Not Too Late

Not too late? Yes it is. It's all too late. Why bother? Do you ever think that maybe it just isn't worth trying any more. I mean, obviously most of us haven't really been trying up until now, but why start? It's too late. Ignore Norah Jones.

What's with the whole 'being called Norah' thing anyway? It's too late for that as well. The last famous Norah was Norah Batty and she's become nothing more than shorthand for an aged, old-fashioned, embittered battle-axe sort of person.

Let's list the songs on this album and then say what they should be about, for no other reason than there's nothing obvious to write about Norah Jones and I'm not in a mood for thinking.

Wish I Could: This is a song about not being bothered. Norah wishes she could be bothered.
Sinkin' Soon: This is a song about how maybe it would be good if we were all on a boat and it just sank, saving everyone the bother of getting on with stuff. Getting on with stuff is hassle.
Sun Doesn't Like You: This is a song about how we're all going to get skin cancer.
Until The End: This is about how boring it's going to be, waiting to die of skin cancer.
Not My Friend: This is a song about everyone else in the world.
Thinking About You: This is a mournful ditty, directed at the cancer.
Broken: This is about all of your stuff. The arrangement expresses how much it's going to cost to get everything fixed.
My Dear Country: This is ironic. It's shit where Norah Jones lives and it's shit where you live.
Wake Me Up: This is also ironic, because there's no point waking up. Waking up is hassle.
Be My Somebody: Everyone's always worried about getting mugged by somebody or killed by somebody. Norah's pleading for a somebody.
Little Room: This is about the problems of overcrowding in our modern world.
Rosie's Lullaby: This is to try and get Rosie to sleep. Forever.
Not Too Late: This is supposed to be the upbeat ending, but she's wrong. It is too late.