Red Dirt Girl, Emmylou Harris
“He told her - little sister, gonna ride the wind, up around the moon and back again. Well, he never got farther than Vietnam, I was standing there with her when the telegram come for Lillian.”
And “nobody tells you 'bout the blues when you got 'em, you just keep falling cause there ain’t no bottom, there ain’t no end, least not for Lillian.”
AND
“Nobody knows when she started her skid, she was only 27 and she had 5 kids. Might have been the whiskey, might have been the pills, might have been the dream she was trying to kill.”
Such a tearjerker, a very cathartic song when you need to cry. Boulder to Birmingham too.
Don’t forget Angel From Montgomery. John Prine sure didn’t sound like Emmylou, but he somehow wrote just as poignant a song about being a woman, even if its tragedy was smaller.
Yeah I have a “sad” list for when I need to cry. These and Sweet Old World by Lucinda Williams and Road by Nick Drake, because he didn’t find a road to take him home, and the stories about how he was so depressed he’d go into the studio and lay flat on the floor to record the songs.
John Prine also has that Sam Stone song, that is less poignant and more aggressively sad but so real sounding too.
Some Brazilian sadness: https://youtube.com/watch?v=r3PMqvqLyU0
The guitar is beautifully excellent
I guess no one’s an Enya fan, eh?
OP, do i have a story for you. I got the original Xbox in 2002. I found that one could copy music from CDs to the hard drive, and so i threw some Enya on there so i could listen to calming music while I studied. Later I put some Linkin Park, Incubus, The Offspring, and some other stuff on, and forgot about the Enya music.
Later I bought the X-Men Official Game, and while playing it, found out one could set the game music to stuff stored on the Xbox. So I’m running around, killing stuff with my big ole wolverine claws, and jamming out to Somewhere I Belong. Imagine my surprise as my killing spree continues and I hear “Who can say where the rain goes…”
NGL, it was pretty funny, but my roommate would not let it slide.
He called me Enya for the rest of the year. Or say “I’m Enya Mom”, or “I’m gonna be Enya sister tonight”.
Good times
- Sad music when you’re sad is, ironically, a way to feel better, or at least to feel safer. In those moments, feeling like you’re psychically alone is devastating, and music that reminds you that other people have felt like you do is a tether to connect you to people when you’re at your lowest.
- Loreena McKennitt is superior to Enya.
- Neither of them wrote the world’s saddest song. A redneck from Bandera, Texas wrote the world’s saddest song. Sorry for the Spotify link.
Loreena McKennitt is not in competition with Enya. Them ladies be chill.
Fair. She would never. She’s not that guy.
But I am that guy, and I have a favorite ethereal new-agey soprano. 😂
This but watching Scrubs for me, some of those episodes just hit you like a ton of bricks. It’s cathartic…
“Where do you think we are right now?”
44 Second Mark
For me it’s Of Countless Stars, the final dungeon theme of Endwalker.