Justin Vernon wrote this album when he was very sad and lonely.
Rolling Stone asserts that Vernon forever changed folk music with this. He used auto-tune and weird little vibratos and the moodiest of moody lyrics that were a real blessing for my high school self to listen to.
I felt heard and seen.
Everyone felt heard and seen when this came out.
The teen music world was transitioning from emo-punk to sad sounds. Our angst melted into sadness and became my generation’s most comfortable emotion.
This week I went through the boxes of junk I’d been storing in my parents’ basement. I found a list of goals I must have written when I was about 12 years old – so about sixth grade or so.
The list looks just like my current list:
Practice the piano
Pray everyday
Lose weightEat healthier
No more soda or sugary drinks
No more fast foods
Get acquainted with Beethoven (this is not on my current list)
I didn’t think much of the list until I noticed that I had crossed out “lose weight” and then opted for different ways of expressing the same thing. I was not even through puberty yet. My body was still changing and developing.
This was the beginning of a quiet spiral into disordered eating and diet culture.
I switched schools the next year. I made different friends. I excelled in my classes and I felt an identity outside of my body.
My eating habits became more moderate as I got older but there are still psychological scars from those middle school days.
Justin Vernon writes those scars. He runs his fingers over them and coos them into a state of grace.
This album is a space of healing for us – for all the sad girls and boys.
Top songs: listen to the whole thing