I am in that maudlin mood that hits at the turn of the year. I’ve been listening to her work for more than half my life, and there are lines that just reach in and wrench my heart — “I’ll join them now” from “Cold Missouri Waters”, “their stumbling and their mumbling / And their calling out just like me” from “What Do You Hear In These Sounds”, and probably 80% of “The Christians and the Pagans”. And I wanted to be in a room with her and with an audience, together, singing along, crying together. But instead my friend and I sat in our homes, far from each other, and hit Play at the same moment, then Signal-text-messaged each other about particular bits that caught us, or resonances we noticed.
And it was something, to share that with him, and to mark the turn of the year.
I am in that maudlin mood that hits at the turn of the year.
I’ve been listening to her work for more than half my life, and there are lines that just reach in and wrench my heart — “I’ll join them now” from “Cold Missouri Waters”, “their stumbling and their mumbling / And their calling out just like me” from “What Do You Hear In These Sounds”, and probably 80% of “The Christians and the Pagans”.
And I wanted to be in a room with her and with an audience, together, singing along, crying together.
But instead my friend and I sat in our homes, far from each other, and hit Play at the same moment, then Signal-text-messaged each other about particular bits that caught us, or resonances we noticed.
And it was something, to share that with him, and to mark the turn of the year.
I am in that maudlin mood that hits at the turn of the year. I’ve been listening to her work for more than half my life, and there are lines that just reach in and wrench my heart — “I’ll join them now” from “Cold Missouri Waters”, “their stumbling and their mumbling / And their calling out just like me” from “What Do You Hear In These Sounds”, and probably 80% of “The Christians and the Pagans”. And I wanted to be in a room with her and with an audience, together, singing along, crying together. But instead my friend and I sat in our homes, far from each other, and hit Play at the same moment, then Signal-text-messaged each other about particular bits that caught us, or resonances we noticed.
And it was something, to share that with him, and to mark the turn of the year.
