My second year of grad school, an old friend from high school set me up with my roommate. Megan was getting married but had a friend named Sarah who had a spot opening in her apartment. Sarah invited me over, fed me delicious chicken curry, and after some weighing of options (for which Sarah still gives me grief), I moved in. The year was great – we often walked home together, cooked a LOT of good food, played Dance Dance Revolution, had friends over for late-night ice cream, read Harry Potter, and, most importantly, forged what I hope will be a lifetime friendship. She now lives in Louisiana with her husband and blogs at Harmless Color. I appreciate her optimism, cheerfulness, and whimsical outlook.
A week ago, we were emailing back and forth and we decided to send a song to each other once a week, which morphed into a new weekly feature, A Song for Sarah! Update! Sarah’s post to me is HERE, go have a listen!
You introduced me to Ingrid Michaelson sometime during that second year of grad school. You had me look up “You and Me” on YouTube (or something, details are sketchy) and we listened to it several times that night. You thought I’d like it because Ingrid mentions giving people nice sweaters and teaching them how to dance. I tried to sing along with Ingrid when her flexible voice leaped that octave; what came out was a squeak. I sort of remember clapping and dancing around the kitchen but that may have been another night. Ingrid’s music has been a part of other great little moments in my life: speeding down the 15 towards San Diego with three of my favorite people and the windows down (“Be Ok”), my best friend sitting on my bed in my parents’ house and trying to wrangle “You and Me” from my sad and out-of-tune ukulele.
I have to tell you that I am in no way an Ingrid aficionado. I haven’t heard much of her stuff and I probably don’t realize how big she’s gotten, only that she’s seemingly everywhere. And you’ve probably heard this cut already. But if you haven’t, it’s good, despite (I think?) being about a difficult relationship. I heard it first on So You Think You Can Dance because I love that show and make no apologies for it. I love how the piano and orchestration builds and builds until it gets quiet right at the very end. I hope you like it!
I finished the Bluebird Pillow yesterday and it is now living in my parents’ three season room. The filler pillow is from Ikea – love it!