Sunday, October 25, 2009

Brandi Carlile.

I feel like I don't even know how to start to write about Brandi Carlile because I love her SO MUCH that I feel like it will be impossible to describe it without delving into hyper tween fandom shouting. She is my Jonas Brothers, she is my whoever-the-stars-from-Twilight-are, she is JUST AWESOME AND I LOVE HER, OKAY?!?! I LOVE HER! And yes, this picture is extremely hot, whether you're gay or not (she is)!

Okay but seriously here's the deal: When I am busy, kinda stressed out, kinda feeling like I am in one of those stretches of time where life is just unexciting and tiring, and I put in one of her records and I haven't listened to her in a while, as soon as I hear that voice, all the muscles in my neck and shoulders relax, bam just like that, and I feel better, comforted and calm. No joke. Here's the deal, furthermore: If you just listen to her records, you hear another good, folksy, female singer-songwriter, good but not life changing. If you see her in concert, you are hyper tween fandom IN LOVE FOREVER. I think I have seen her in concert now as many times as I have seen Hanson in concert - five, six? - and if you know me and my history with Hanson, that is saying something. My favorite live experiences of hers include seeing her with the Seattle Symphony last year, and seeing her for free at Copley Square in Boston the summer of 2007, because it was free and so Boston-y and summer-y and fun.

Specific song notes: Every time I hear The Story (the song) I am floored by how much I like it. Every time I get That Year stuck in my head and think about the lyrics too much I feel like crying.

She is amazing at covers and these have been my faves:
1) Madman Across the Water, at the Crystal Ballroom last year, Portland
2) Fortunate Son, Copley Square, Boston
3) Hallelujah, Seattle Symphony
4) Mad World, this week at Schnitzer Concert Hall, Portland
5) Folsom Prison Blues, various concerts

Recently I have also been realizing how, even though I started listening to her a long time ago, I have begun to strongly associate her music with the Northwest. In particular, all of my favorite, fun things about the Northwest - drives to Seattle, Seattle itself, drives to Eugene, drives to the coast and to the Columbia Gorge, going to random festivals in random small towns, getting Burgerville milkshakes. Seattle in particular, and I'm not sure if this is because I know she's from the Seattle area, or because the Seattle Symphony concert was so awesome, or because I have just really been wanting to go to Seattle lately and have been thinking about it while listening to her new CD on repeat in my car. In any case, I have been mentally organizing my life by music for years and years and feel comforted that certain songs will always bring me back to certain places: Dave Matthews Band owns fall and field hockey seasons in high school, Modest Mouse owns that one summer in Boston I worked at Barnes and Noble and hated it, Wilco owns the semester I spent in Europe, Arcade Fire own my last year in Boston, and Brandi Carlile owns my life here & now, among the fir trees and Cascade Range peaks and traffic on I-5.


  1. "I'm staring out at endless rows of green"

    not sure if that line is actually about the NW, but I always feel it is! i LOVE that in this entry you turned into a tween. and obviously you know i agree with you. she's so effing hott. paging kim to this post! you forgot to mention how she always wears vests with nothing underneath.

    thank you for putting her hottness into words!


  3. nice! i also just remembered when she sang 'calling all angels' with her little sister last year at the crystal ballroom. oh brandi.