so this will be my public apology to the lovely miss taryn hofert for ever saying she needed to broaden her musical horizons when she commented on how incredible sara bareilles is. i was making a judgment based off of her first album - which i was not a fan of at all, and i assumed her new album would be similar and wasn't interested in hearing it at all. however (with a lot of emphasis on the however)... craig and kara played her for me in the car and i didn't even know who it was i liked her so much!
i've become a little obsessed with the song 'basket case'. for a couple of reasons... one sara and i sound good together when we sing it. not gonna lie. another being i get it. not only do i get it, but i feel like a little over a year ago, i could have written it, and actually i did write something similar to it. everytime she sings this i feel like i'm reading my journal:
he's not a magic man or a perfect fit
but had a steady hand and i got used to it
and a glass cage heart and invited me in
and now i'm just a basket case without him
but here's the fun part. i'm not a basket case anymore. unless you consider someone who dances uncontrollably to louis prima a basket case. and actually, i don't ever really feel like i was a total basket case - but i was pretty sad. i don't know... maybe ask my family or stini or lyds and find out the truth from them.
here's my favorite part of the entire song:
won't somebody come on in and tug at my seams?
oh, send your armies in of robbers and thieves
to steal the state i'm in i don't want it anymore
and every time i sing it, i start picturing the army who literally came in and stole the awful state of complete brokenness i was in. i see my dad's eyes - the beauty of a father's love for his child. i see my mom's tears - which only show up on special/terrible occasions. i hear craig and kara's laughter and see them running to catch me in the airport. i see flowers at every turn in craig's house. i see stini's face - who i just have to look at and it's like she knows exactly what i'm feeling at that very moment. i see lyds, whose picture is next to the words loyal and badass in the dictionary. i hear taryn's words of sage wisdom - one of the very few "i feel your pain"'s i could truly believe and grow from. i picture becky's long letters of encouragement. and i picture the callous of my finger from all of the prayers i wrote out. hundreds upon hundreds of pages... prayers of pain, thanks, joy... my God is faithful.
i've got a really big army.
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i won't say "i told you so" but i did tell my sis that will be my epitaph. haha. i actually was going to send you that exact song when you said you weren't into her, but i wasn't sure if that was the song you needed to hear at that point. that's probably one of the most beautiful songs i've ever heard. next time, we're going to her concert together, even if i have to fly to NYC!
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