How sad, how lovely

Hey everyone how are you? I feel so much better now because I gave my blog a makeover, phew. Calming... ferns, pastels, psychedelic circles... hope to encourage you guys to stay (just a little bit longer). 

Anyway, down to business. I have a new obsession. Her name is Connie Converse. You will all love her because you simply must. Connie was a folk musician active in New York during the 1950s. She ended up working a secretarial job and her music never achieved any commercial success. In 1974 she wrote letters of goodbye to her family and friends, packed her Volkswagen Beetle with all her belongs and disappeared, never to be seen again.

Her few recordings were rediscovered and released in an album

'How Sad, How Lovely'

in 2009. I don't know if it's the undertone of her disappearance (it feels like she's communicating from this place of nothingness or limbo or something) but the music is truly haunting and echoey with knowledge of something spooky and odd. The lyrics are sort of vague and occasionally subtly illogical, and leave you wondering if the strange narrative she's woven really makes sense or is just an imagining.

Two thumbs up!

"In between two tall mountains, there's a place they call lonesome"