Meg Hutchinson

So I recently made two awesome cd's for people-because that's what I do...

An artist recommended for my tastes via Itunes Genius was Meg Hutchinson. Granted I am always leery about recommendations but I really like what she has to offer. Simple lyrics (I am a lyrics girl for sure) about simple natural landscapes and elements. Two of my favorite songs of hers are I'd Like to Know Someone and Seeing Stars. I think Seeing Stars is one of those songs that describes a moment when you realize you are generally content and able to see something beautiful among everything that makes you upset, makes you feel violated, or insignificant in some way. I think that readily describes my move from Columbus, a grand city with many fine offerings, but also lonliness, sadness, and depression to Colorado. I can't say that my entire time has been easy or peaceful, there are so many moments when life is not these things-no matter where I am, but at least I can plant a garden, go hang out at the lake with Little Boats, take my dog somewhere nice-like my porch, and see something beautiful. And in these moments I feel the utmost queer sensation-happiness and pleasure. Things I write about but quickly dismiss when it doesn't relate to sexuality or orientation or desire. But what about peace, isn't it queer to feel peace? To feel joy when queer people are told they shouldn't? Is desire for happiness synonymous with conformity? I have to believe it isn't for my own sanity.

So I offer two songs by Meg Hutchinson that give me peace, make me think of good friends and the fortune of simplicity.

Seeing Stars

Bugs out on the water, make it look like rain
Leaves on every tree, once again turning
Summer’s past but it’s never far
If you look real close you might see scars
But me, yeah me I’m only seeing stars

Evening light, on a gravel path
I could be scared but I’ve had enough of that
Oh, big old moon, rising up
Even in this light you might see scars
But me, yeah me I’m only seeing stars

When they take everything
And you’ve got nothing left
A deer in the headlights in your hospital bed
Just dreaming of a simple life
A gentle man, a solid night
Me and the dog, down at the reservoir
If you look real close you might see scars
But me, yeah me I’m only seeing stars
Oh…

Seems all your songs are about leaving
Seems both your hands are about now
Geese up in the sky, home through the dark
If you look real close you might see scars

But me, yeah me I’m only seeing stars

and...

I'd Like to Know Someone

I’d like to know someone
Who’s known months without sun
I’d like to know someone
Who’s learned how to sleep
When the night’s still bright
I’d like to know someone
Who comes from the mountains
Like a wall against my waves
I’d like to know someone
Who knows the quiet time
After the song is sung

Cause I’m quick to love
Quicker to tire
I’m looking for a slower burn
A better kind of fire

I’d like to know someone
With music in their lungs
I’d like to know someone
Who lets stuff off the hook
Throw back the little ones

And when you’re not afraid to stay
I won’t be afraid of morning
And when you’re not afraid to say
I’ll never be afraid, to listen

I’d like to know someone
Who knows I came undone once
I’d like to know someone
Who knows deep where they come from