Click Button to Play: Glory--Essie Jain
Click Button to Play: No Mistake--Essie Jain
Sometimes we feel that we take up just the approximate space of a person. We have our thoughts, our conversations... but our breath is just vapor, lacking substance.
Sometimes I just get wound up and sometimes I am wound down. Medication just won't do me any good.
I was in Carroll Gardens last night and there were some deviled eggs and bread, silly jokes, and a lot of music... all crammed into a tiny apartment. There was a handful of people and a cat.
When I came into the room, I was introduced to Essie Jain, who was very nice and pretty and British. She seemed cool, so I thought I'd impress her with my vast knowledge of British slang. It lasted about a minute and a half. Damn, I'm good.
I was listening to the alt-country stylings of Sean Walsh and the tangled acoustic of Elijah Wyman, somewhat reminiscent of Neutral Milk Hotel. And then to my surprise, the pretty Brit that had caught my eye as I walked in the door approached the piano.
For the first time in a while, I was unwound.
Her voice is exceptionally breathy and deep. She seemed to be breathing out for entire songs--it lasts forever. A whale couldn't breathe as deeply.
Listen to this in place of your favorite medication.