Listening to Cowboy Carter while doing nothing else—just listening. Eyes closed, holding onto every measure of music. There is something so magical and immersive about it. Genuinely—specifically the first half of the album—is so healing. Protector genuinely makes me want to cry every time I hear it because she is such a good mother. I wish I, and every kid, got this type of gentle parenting and love growing up. Seeing Rumi and Blue on stage with her, you can tell they love being up there with their mom! They love being around her! I can’t explain how I feel listening to Protector and 16 Carriages. Coming from the community I grew up in, the type of background I come from, all the hardships…my heart breaks and repairs itself by the end of the songs. The singing is just so damn beautiful, the lyrics quite literally speak to my soul…
Okay that’s all :3 SCREW EVERYBODY WHO WENT TO COWBOY CARTER! I genuinely hope both sides of your pillows are…cold :( I still hope you enjoyed, but how does it feel to be living my dream?!