Epiphany in Brooklyn meets Epiphany in Baltimore

This blog is named "Epiphany in Baltimore" as an homage to the great Brenda Kahn album of 1992, Epiphany in Brooklyn. She hasn't released an album since 1998's Hunger, which was most somber music related to the death of her friend Jeff Buckley. I know she's had a couple of kids in the meantime, and her website is mostly inactive (though I noticed a gig in NYC this past summer).

Anyhow, I decided to email her yesterday, to get myself excited about house concerts again. Like a lot of things, that's been waning. But it's always been a dream of mine to host a concert for her. She's one of my favorite artists of all time, and that album - Epiphany in Brooklyn - is my one Desert Island Disc... an epic, wonderous piece of songwriting.

She replied today. She's in. Woo-hoo. She's opened up for Dylan and now she will play my house.

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Tomorrow I have an interesting dilemma: my horrible graduate course or Sinead O'Connor in DC. I've been a fan for twenty years, and my only time I saw her live was a (transcendent) six-song set at Lilith Fair, way up on the hill at Pine Knob, where I could only hear her, not see her. If I go, it will be spur-of-the-moment, probably alone because it'll be last minute. But it could be a really good thing for me. I need to get away a bit.

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By the way, top five Desert Island discs: Epiphany in Brooklyn, College Dropout, August and Everything After, Weezer, Dan Bern.