fascinating interview with Kristin Hersh, including a video, over at the Guardian today. quite remarkable reading...i can't recommend this artist's back catalogue enough... she haunts me in a way few do... i find i have to listen to her in small doses. she's a little like Kozelek in that way. i have to ration it...
i've probably shared this before but no matter... a very dear friend included this in a pair of mix tapes after my marriage broke down. he offered this track below as one of the companions for the journey. i can't begin to convey what this song came to represent for me. for the images that i connected with. but there's something so sacred about that space that exists between what an artist offers and the experiences the listener brings... of the things that are born out of that space...even when you share it, something new is birthed between the other listener and a song... my friend knew that... and this song was a real gift...
i've been thinking about the idea of tracing back things that carry significance, those moments you can trace back that give the stuff that matters most its persistence and weight and makes it the stuff that deserves to be called what matters most in one's life... and it's been occuring to me that walking back down the path and picking up the breadcrumbs goes back beyond as far as one can remember... this track definitely has a place on the path that i want to remember...
LB
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