When you’re young, songs that you hear have a profound effect on you. Some will stay with you throughout your life.
As you get older, this happens less and less frequently.
So when it does happen, it deserves comment.
In 2013, I didn’t go to Glastonbury. But come Sunday afternoon, I was positioned in front of my TV, waiting for the Sunday Icon slot to begin. It was Kenny Rogers that year; you know me, I love a bit of Kenny (Rogers, not G), and so I was mightily disappointed not to be there in person.
As I waited for the coverage to start, in the BBC “studio” – actually an elevated area close to the Park Stage – Lauren Laverne and Mark Radcliffe introduced these two Swedish sisters, who proceeded to stun me in to a silent awe, the likes of which hadn’t been seen since the last time I’d watched something involving Swedish sisters, which I’d rather not go into right now.
You’ll all know this song by now (I’ve posted it before) – and if you don’t prepare to be similarly stunned – but here’s the first time I ever heard First Aid Kit’s “Emmylou”: