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I played an album a lot in one of those bad years – a couple of those bad years. In those years – I’m thinking of ’75 and ’76 – there was the Bicentennial and my awkward attempts at relevance. The album was by Janis Ian [Between the Lines] and it played and it played and I listened and I could hear the storyteller and the great singer, and I could sense pages turning and lives changing, and there was fog in the distance.
She had fog in her stories – much had been created and much was being shared – but the fog didn’t make it to my shores, although it made it to my heart.
It’s a remarkable album – one of the many albums I destroyed from overuse. The album popped and crackled and skipped, but I kept it dropping and re-playing, and it was a marvel. Play it. Play it a lot. There are stories and women in there.
