Will You perform wonders for the dead?
Will the departed spirits rise and praise You?
This space has been vacant, has been temporarily & unjustly abandoned, & for this I apologize. BUT! I offer insubstantial reasoning & lame excuses. I spent some time in Arizona after my job ended, then spent some time packing for school, then came to school. So here I’ve been, for a week now, & that’s where the excuses stop because I have none. I suppose I have been readjusting, moving in, etc., & now that I have moved into a real live house, things feel slower, more homey, more comfortable. Perhaps the best way to write is to make yourself as uncomfortable as possible (could this be why I wrote so much over the summer? Egads, I bet!).
Anyway, I have a small handful of ideas brewing for posts, but for now I can only offer music — because, after all, what better way is there to dip into my brain & take a spoonful than to see what I’ve been listening to on repeat? This first one is an old classic, covered by a group of the most compelling musicians on the scene today. Watch as Gillian Welch, everybody’s favorite faux-mountain-mama, invites the Old Crow Medicine Show boys onstage for a heart-rendering rendition of “The Weight“ If you aren’t crying by the fiddle solo before the 4th verse, I don’t know you.
& also, to a lesser extent, these boys really have sparked something special. It’s Americana like only young blood can do it, & a raw, impromptu performance to showcase the movement & style of it all. This has been my jam for perhaps the past 5 or 6 weeks now, turn up that volume & let it flow out. The Felice Brothers — Her Eyes Dart Round (easy to play yourself, too! Just pick up the guitar, strum it out, croon to your maiden!).
Okay. So. I’ll be back soon.