Aimee Mann was born in Richmond, Virginia, and attended the Berklee College of Music in Boston, but dropped out to sing with her first punk rock band, the young snakes; the band released the EP Bark Along with the Young Snakes in 1982, and a compilation album was issued in 2004. In 1983, seeking a return to "sweetness and melody", she co-founded with Berklee classmate and boyfriend Michael Hausman the new wave band 'Til Tuesday, which achieved minor success in 1985 with its first album, Voices Carry. The title song is said to be inspired by Hausman and Mann's breakup; the video became an MTV staple, winning the MTV Video Music Award for Best New Artist, though Mann's signature spiky hair would lead some to dismiss the group. Mann performed with the rock band Rush on the song "Time Stand Still" (from Hold Your Fire, 1987), singing backup vocals and appearing in the music video. With Mann playing an increasingly important role in songwriting, 'Til Tuesday released two more albums, Welcome Home and Everything's Different Now.
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Invisible Ink Lyrics
Aimee Mann
there comes a time when you swim or sink
so i jumped in the drink
cause i couldn't make myself clear
maybe i wrote in invisible ink
oh i've tried to think
how i could've made it appear
but another illustration is wasted cause the
results are the same
i feel like a ghost
who's trying to move your hands
over some ouija board in the hopes
i can spell out my name
what some might take for magic at first glance
is just sleight of hand
depending on what you believe
something gets lost when you translate
it's hard to keep straight
perspective is everything
and i know now which is which
and what angle i ought to look at it from
i suppose i should be happy to be misread--
better be that than
some of the other things i have become
well, nobody wants to hear this take
the plot is cliched, the jokes are stale
and baby we've all heard it before
oh, i could get specific but
nobody needs a catalog
with details of a love i can't sell anymore
and aside from that,
this chain of reaction, baby, is losing a link
though i'd hope you'd know what
i tried to tell you, and if you don't
i could draw you a picture
in invisible ink
but nobody wants to hear this tale
the plot is cliched, the jokes are stale
and baby we've all heard it before
oh, i could get specific but
nobody needs a catalog
with details of a love i can't sell anymore