gone too soon, indeed. had the opportunity to see him about 6 times in philadelphia. the last of the great dusty troubadours. do yourself a favor and explore his rich catalogue. a truly humble, unique and innovative artist.
I'm from Minneapolis. I went to the University of Kansas (oddly, that state has a Minneapolis, and a Manhattan) in '95-'96. I've been severely depressed multiple times, but that place and the relationships (of all kinds) I had there were either a catalyst or bystander for the worst I've ever had. Etheridge's "Nowhere to Go" became a bit of a theme for me - she's from Leavenworth as it happens - and then I heard this. Nowadays, it sounds like survival. It gives me wonder at not just my survival, but everyone's. All of us have had or will have things in our lives that seem likely to kill us. In this song I see between the lines of past pain, through the "prison bars" to the space outside. I'm never this cliched normally, but here's a song that renders such social worries irrelevant.