I’m watching/listening to an old performance on a public access channel. It brings me back to the first time I heard her. A friend had Little Earth Quakes on tape and she played Crucify for me…I was 14. Maybe it was her voice or what she sang about but I was hooked, not even fully understanding all the lyrics. I loved singing along and imagining my future as a singer. All that time spent in my basement bedroom belting out “So you can make me come that doesn’t make you Jesus” good acoustics down there. I love how music can take you so vividly back. The memories run like a movie as the music plays. Winter played in Wendy’s car as we drove to the first day of my junior year at a new school in a new town in a new state. Thinking I was alone in my new apartment in San Francisco I sang along with Black Dove(loudly) as I unpacked…feeling free and excited by my new life. One of my roomates was home after all came to my room to see if it was me singing. I was really embarrassed…but he assured me I had nothing to be embarrassed about. Then after rebuying Under the Pink from Ameoba music on haight street…Past the Mission played in the background as my soon to be husband and I listen for Trent Reznor. It was a beautiful day and every time I hear that song I remember that excited new love feeling. When Lennox was a baby I would dance in the dark singing Sorta Fairytale softly until he feel asleep. So many memories…