This song is what I’m feeling today. (I originally posted the Youtube video, but I guess you can’t embed the link anymore. But if you click on the link, you can listen.)
I discovered Melissa Etheridge in 1996 via this song which played regularly at the gym where I worked out. I kept hearing it, hearing it. I’d never heard anything like it, it spoke to me so deeply. I kept trying to find all of these ways to remember the song once I’d left the gym, even wrote down a bar and staff and some notes at one point hoping I could possibly sing it to someone who would know who the singer was. Finally I found someone who told me that the singer was Melissa Etheridge.
Over the years since then, I have bought every CD Melissa Etheridge ever made that I could find and buy (sometimes in triplicate and fourplicate because I’m hard on CDs). I know people have been critical of ME for various reasons, but I’m not going there. Hers was the first music I found and chose for myself, post-excommunication, post-my-second-divorce, post-my-sojourns-among-the-totalists, after years of listening to hymns and religious music exclusively, all other music having been rejected by my old world as too “worldly”. I think Melissa Etheridge is an extraordinary talent. Her music has been central to my making peace with what I have been through in my life at the hands of men and moving severely on. Since discovering her music all of those years ago, I’ve gone on, of course, to find a whole set of women musicians, singers, songwriters whose music gets me through the day and the night, inspires me, comforts me, and keeps me putting one foot in front of the other when I’m tired of doing that. No matter what woman’s music I am fixating on at any given moment, now and again I return to ME’s music, often during hard times, times of confusion or change.
So this is the song that first called my name 11 years ago, and wow, is it ever calling my name today, for the same reasons as at first and a whole set of new reasons.
Hugs to my women.