I know it’s been out for a bit, but I’ve been obsessed with Sharon Van Etten’s “Are We There”. Since I’m a stubborn music listener, sometimes I am resistant to new artists based on the effusiveness of the hipster bandwagon or at least the radio (my mainstream loves can not be explained except that I’m a fickle mistress). This is why I have never given a full listen to The Alabama Shakes and Michael Kiwanuka (sorry!). And up until a month ago, Sharon Van Etten.
I have since repented, and been utterly fixated on this album. It’s silly, but it makes me feel porous. Like I’m absorbing all of these wonderful sounds, the ache in her voice, the emotion behind her words. It makes me feel bold and sad and happy. And alive.