My Weekend Crush

So Brandi Carlile made it official. When the she spoke with the LA Times earlier this month about her new album, “Give Up the Ghost,” Brandi also causally acknowledged what we all already knew – Yep, she is gay. But that’s not really what matters. Sure, it’s fantastic. One more open, out star means one more little girl in Kansas maybe feels a little less alone tonight. But what really matters here is that voice. Good God, that voice. Spend any time with that voice and it’s hard not to fall head over heels. Strong. Clear. Rootsy. Vulnerable. Seductive. Unmistakable. In a world of cookie-cutter hits and autotuned superstars, Brandi reminds us that true talent needs only a guitar and microphone to mesmerize. Brandi’s songs wrap around you like an old friend, at once familiar and intensely personal. It’s the kind of music you can grow old with. And, with a little luck and a lot of talent, we’ll be hearing from Brandi for years to come. Happy weekend, all.

“Dreams,” the first single off “Give Up the Ghost.”


And my favorite, “That Year.”


p.s. A little “Pride & Joy” for the gals at Again Today.