8 Post-Election Songs for the Liberal Soul

South Africa DAY3-9As a liberal, last night was difficult. Feelings are running high in my Facebook feed. My own feelings are powerfully churning through me. In these moments, I turn to music to get me through, to help me process. Here is a list of ten songs I am listening to today to get me through this. I hope it helps some of you cope as well.

To Those We Love (Nonqongqo) — Miriam Mkeba

It translates to “They are sitting together in prison, They are sitting together in Nonqongqo.” A reminder of all those who fight against oppression. An honoring of all those oppressed in the process.

Save Your Soul — Jamie Cullum

“Know this: It’s a universal truth people let you down.” I feel that disappoint me wash over me in this song, and the anthem in the chorus with the key change pull me towards my own strength.

Breathe — Alexi Murdoch

“Don’t forget to breathe.” Emotions are running high. Breathing gives us access to shift the tempest swirling inside. Use the breath, to channel that energy. The goal isn’t to stop feeling. The goal is to use the energy of those feelings to a more powerful aim.

Midnight — Coldplay

Coldplay often gets a bad rap, but they often have greatĀ tracks that don’t make it on the radio. This is one of them. There’s something about the drone that captures that sense of being lost, just swirling in sound. In the midst of it, his voice calls to us, “Leave the light on.”

Blackbird — Brad Mehldau’s cover

This Beatles tune was written in support of the civil rights movement in the 1960’s. Aware of my privilege, this is a reminder for all of us of the potential impact on minority communities. I vow to stay vigilant and vocal in defense of your rights.

Torpedo — Jillette Johnson

Be strong. Be fighters. Take the hit. Get yourself up. Move on. Here’s your fight-song anthem.

The Call — Regina Spektor

The work is just beginning. There is a new day dawning. We head out into it together.

Shake it Out– Florence and the Machine

 

Musician on a Mission

My grandfather on my mom’s side was one of my heroes. He grew up poor on a farm, suffered pneumonia as a child, and had half a lung removed (this was before penicillin). He was so inspired by the experience that he pursued a career in medicine. As a child, he would send away for books, fifteen or so at a time, read them all, and then send them back before they were due. He worked his way through med school to become a pediatrician and family practitioner. For years, he’d charge just $1.00 for his check-ups. Sometimes, those who couldn’t afford it would pay him with a chicken or some produce from their farms. He made house calls until he finally retired.

For his 90th birthday, we took out an ad in the Baltimore Sun asking former patients to write with well wishes and to share their memories. We received hundreds of cards. I’ve read through them all, and time after time I read “He was so caring” and “He was so gentle.” He welled up with tears when we gave him the cards. “I thought they’d all forgotten,” he said. Love like that is never forgotten.

Last year, I wrote a song in honor of my grandfather, about his hands and the legacy they left behind. It’s been heavy on my mind as I contemplate the meaning and purpose of my own life. What would people write in cards to me for my 90th birthday? What do I want my life to be about? I know that, at my core, I am a musician, but that is just the language with which I engage this world. It’s the medium and not the message. There are things that I see in this world, things I want to say, changes I want to nAlbumCover-1urture, a difference I hope to make.

Today, I am releasing my first single ever, a recording of the song for my grandfather, “These Hands.” Its a song to honor his spirit and his caring. And in that spirit, I will donate half of any profits from the song in this next year to Health Care for the Homeless, an organization working in Maryland, and particularly in Baltimore, to provide medical services to the homeless. Of course, I would love your support. Buy a copy of the song, gift it to a friend, share it on Facebook and all that.

But Health Care for the Homeless can also use your support more directly. Consider making a financial donation or check out some other ways to help on their website. If my grandfather’s legacy moves you, if that kind of lasting compassion inspires you…help it grow today.