It’s an indigo girls kinda day. The kinda day where I can dance around to their music with tears streaming down my face. There isn’t a mood, a life event, a dream, a hope, a sorrow, a lose, a grief that they haven’t write a lyric to. It’s as if there is a psychic link between me and their muse. So here’s to Amy and Emily!
If you aren’t familiar with them, please seek them out; each album tells a story and a stage in their life and their work. Sure, there are albums that are better or have more songs that I like. There are songs that have resonated stronger and longer.
Closer to Fine that I included in my playlist from when I hosted a PFAM blog carnival last year, was the first indigo girls’ song I heard, and has retained the most personal meaning in many ways than songs written since. It appears on one of their early albums, the self-titled indigo girls released in 1989.
I know I have blogged of them before and used their words as quotes. I used their songs and parts of their lyrics when I taught – I “turned” my students onto them. I think that you will find an indigo girls song that speaks to you; I have found too many to mention!
When I stopped dancing and crying to write this, I found myself just bopping along to the album Rites of Passage (1992, 2000) – a great place to begin. Balladary, visionary, boppinary, soulinary, truthinary, resonary. Enjoy!