{"id":351,"date":"2004-04-15T15:27:51","date_gmt":"2004-04-15T23:27:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/2004\/04\/15\/springtime-serenade\/"},"modified":"2026-01-21T16:18:47","modified_gmt":"2026-01-22T00:18:47","slug":"springtime-serenade","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/2004\/04\/15\/springtime-serenade\/","title":{"rendered":"Springtime Serenade"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’ve been serenaded today by the Indigo Girls<\/a>. They have such incredibly melodious voices and lyrics of substance. In particular, I’ve set the car CD player to repeat Southland in the Springtime<\/cite>. It’s kind of a lullabye, with a soft, meandering pace. Here’s the portion of the lyrics<\/a> that spoke to me. <\/p>\n

Maybe we’ll make Texas by the morning
\nLight the bayou with our tailights in the night
\n800 miles to El Paso from the stateline
\nAnd we never had the money for the flight
\nIn the backseat sleepy from our travels
\nPlayed our hearts out all night long in New Orleans
\nDirty from the diesel fumes drinking coffee black
\nWhen the first breath of Texas comes in clean<\/p>\n

And there’s something bout the Southland in the springtime
\nWhere the waters flow with confidence and reason
\nThough I miss her when I’m gone, it won’t ever be too long
\nTill I’m home again to spend my favorite season
\nWhen God made me born a yankee he was teasin’
\nThere’s no place like home and none more pleasin’
\nThan the Southland in the springtime<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

The lyrics and pace remind me of a Melissa Etheridge song that I love, You Can Sleep While I Drive<\/a>. I was also struck by how Amy Ray’s voice has a roughness that makes me think of Etheridge. I’ve seen Etheridge in concert several times, and they were power-packed events. I’d like the hear the Indigo Girls someday.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I’ve been serenaded today by the Indigo Girls. They have such incredibly melodious voices and lyrics of substance. In particular, I’ve set the car CD player to repeat Southland in the Springtime. It’s kind of a lullabye, with a soft, meandering pace. Here’s the portion of the lyrics that spoke to me. Maybe we’ll make […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,16,27],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-351","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaney","category-nature","category-recreation"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/351","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=351"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/351\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12095,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/351\/revisions\/12095"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=351"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=351"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=351"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}