My Indigo Girls story
Mar. 24th, 2002 05:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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paradoxigal...
Just out of college, Pat and I were living in graduate student housing at Georgia Tech in Atlanta. A close college friend of mine, E came to visit us over a long weekend... E was down from NYC and we wanted to show him that we weren't living in a cultural desert. E had been the music/entertainment editor of the MIT student newspaper at the same time that I had been its news editor. So I looked around for something slightly offbeat.
In the campus newspaper there was a listing at an Emory University student coffeehouse for a combined show of single scenes from Ibsen plays, interspersed with folk-rock music from a local duo. It sounded strange enough to keep E off-balance, so the three of us went. There were 15 people in the audience, sitting on folding chairs and a riser... the play scenes were OK for a largely-student production, but the musicians were stunning. And unlike anything I'd heard before. And Amy chatted casually with the audience between their three-song acoustic sets, before the next play started.
Afterward a friend of theirs at the door handed out a calendar showing which Atlanta-area small cafes and bars the Indigo Girls would be frequenting, and asked us all to come out and support their music. Driving home, we asked E what he thought of the Indigo Girls... looking at him expectantly. He shrugged and said, "They were good performers, but they're completely derivative. They'll never amount to anything" in his best worldly music-critic manner.
(grin)
Five years later, I was talking to E and couldn't resist bringing up his earlier review... he harrumphed and said "I still think they're derivative..."
paradoxigal...Just out of college, Pat and I were living in graduate student housing at Georgia Tech in Atlanta. A close college friend of mine, E came to visit us over a long weekend... E was down from NYC and we wanted to show him that we weren't living in a cultural desert. E had been the music/entertainment editor of the MIT student newspaper at the same time that I had been its news editor. So I looked around for something slightly offbeat.
In the campus newspaper there was a listing at an Emory University student coffeehouse for a combined show of single scenes from Ibsen plays, interspersed with folk-rock music from a local duo. It sounded strange enough to keep E off-balance, so the three of us went. There were 15 people in the audience, sitting on folding chairs and a riser... the play scenes were OK for a largely-student production, but the musicians were stunning. And unlike anything I'd heard before. And Amy chatted casually with the audience between their three-song acoustic sets, before the next play started.
Afterward a friend of theirs at the door handed out a calendar showing which Atlanta-area small cafes and bars the Indigo Girls would be frequenting, and asked us all to come out and support their music. Driving home, we asked E what he thought of the Indigo Girls... looking at him expectantly. He shrugged and said, "They were good performers, but they're completely derivative. They'll never amount to anything" in his best worldly music-critic manner.
(grin)
Five years later, I was talking to E and couldn't resist bringing up his earlier review... he harrumphed and said "I still think they're derivative..."
