Thursday, May 10, 2012

Hopelessly Blue

Today, driving to pick up my daughter at school, I heard the most beautiful song, a woman saying, "I keep looking for a place to fit / Where I can speak my mind / I've been trying hard to find the people / I won't leave behind," in a slow, yes, melancholy voice. I felt addressed! I felt connected to her. "This could be my song!" I was thinking.

I kept listening and driving in the beautiful, blue sky day, figuring Jon Norton of WGLT Jazz would eventually repeat the song title and tell me who was singing it. But then all sound stopped, and some alarming noises came out of the radio, and, worse than technical problems, it was an Amber Alert! Two babies kidnapped by their "non-custodial mother."  That could make anyone hopelessly blue.

Hoping these kids will be safe & loved.

What I was hearing, without knowing, was a really famous Beach Boys song, by Brian Wilson and Tony Asher, called "I Just Wasn't Made for These Times," but it was sung by Kat Edmonson, so that's why I was so strongly identifying. Her pacing, her mellow melancholy.The lyrics come out a certain way from her, making it quite different from the Beach Boys rendition.

It's from her new album, Way Down Low, which also has a song called "Hopelessly Blue" on it.

Meanwhile, my spiderwort is blooming, gloriously blue. And the red grape spiderwort is gearing up to bloom, too.


Collagemama said...

I'm blue but not spiderworty. It seems very strange to not have a graduation to attend this weekend. I don't usually work on the school spring conference day weekend. Last year I was in DC for a GWU graduation. 2010 Chicago for Northwestern commencement. 2009 Albuquerque for NMU grad. 2007 Texas Tech Lubbock...

Anonymous said...

"The heart is a Bloom..."

Have a nice day with those blue roses.

Cathy said...

Funny, I get the feeling you're the kind of person who goes around making places where you fit in,probably taking an odd duck or two along for the ride.

It's also funny how different times of year bring great blooms of flowers of one particular color. Late August is the yellow time of year, but May is purple.

Hannah Stephenson said...

Music can transform or (more often) enhance the mood we are in.

Hope you have a good weekend.

Sandy Longhorn said...

Safe thoughts for the babies.

Happy thoughts for you and yours and all your wonderful flowers/plant life.

Crack You Whip said...

I love plants, but having trouble keeping them alive. My yard is a giant mudhole right now.

It makes me blue just thinking about it!