I immediately connected to its simplicity and focus. Two years later, Kristin dedicated her 2010 solo album, Crooked, to “the mighty Finlay Freeman,” thus enshrining her acts of compassion and kindness forever.īut before things became personal, and as much as I had loved Throwing Muses’ early canon of left-field indie rock, it was Hips And Makers that revealed Kristin Hersh as an artist who would become indelibly etched onto my psyche. It was a beautiful and cherished afternoon. We exchanged photos and gifts and a few months later, Kristin met my son before a gig she was due to play in a library in Burnley. Kristin replied – immediately - and provided an outpouring of support. One night, with my heart broken and brain shredded, I wrote an email to Kristin to let her know that even as my son lay close to death, he still loved Toby Snax. As he lay in an Intensive Care Unit, my wife would read him his favourite book at that time – Hersh's first foray into children’s literature, Toby Snax.
#Kristen hersh put me in that box series#
Several years ago my son fell seriously ill after a series of brain haemorrhages. From first seeing her front Throwing Muses at a ‘legendary’ 1988 Manchester International gig (legend has it that support from a band called Pixies upstaged the Muses – they didn’t), through to her illuminating solo career and adrenalin-surged power-punk trio 50 Foot Wave or via her poems, essays and autobiography-of-a-year (2010’s Paradoxical Undressing), I’ve become enthralled with Hersh as an artist. And, like many great artists, as Hersh bared her soul she crafted a veil of opacity, with lyrics providing fleeting glimpses into the depths of her psychological turmoil.īut first, a disclaimer: quite simply, Kristin Hersh is my favourite person in the world of music. Hauntingly sad, Hips And Makers conjured up dark memories like a soundtrack to a séance.
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