On Our Way To Crazy

Would you like to hear another story about music I loved in college? No? Good. I am tired of telling them.

This one’s not interesting, anyway. Every girl you knew in college loved Jennifer Knapp. LOVED her. We bought that first record and we wore it out. We listened to the second one until the CD broke.

It’s always hard to find good music for girls. In Christian music you get teeny-bopper pop and you get old lady ballads. But for the legions of teenage girls who wanted their music to be, you know, good, there weren’t a lot of options.

Jennifer Knapp came along and sang what we were feeling. Not only that, but she sang it like she meant it. There was emotion. It was real. And we ate it up.

Then she disappeared. And we were depressed. And there were questions and rumors and some drama. But we moved on and she moved on and then I found Brandi Carlile who was like Jennifer Knapp part two.

And then, you guys. She came back. There was a new myspace. A couple of new songs. A tour date or two on the west coast. Then one day a couple of weeks ago I checked the Belourt for movie times, and lo and behold, a Nashville date. November 18.

Y’ALL. She is so amazing. The place was packed. She came out and started immediately with an old one (I can’t remember which one, my short term memory tops out at two hours), and when she finished the whole crowd went crazy.

It was fun to hear the old songs again, for sure. But the new stuff is killer. KILLER. I cannot wait for the new album.

I love living in Nashville for a lot of reasons. Today, it’s the perfect storm of old favorites moving to town and a little extra cash on hand that led to me seeing Waterdeep and Jennifer Knapp in the same week. So awesome.