Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Goddess Susan Boyle

Via Sia

In our pop-minded culture so slavishly obsessed with packaging -- the right face, the right clothes, the right attitudes, the right Facebook posts -- the unpackaged artistic power of the unstyled, un-hip, un-kissed Ms. Boyle let me feel, for the duration of one blazing showstopping ballad, the meaning of human grace. She pierced my defenses. She reordered the measure of beauty. And I had no idea until tears sprang how desperately I need that corrective from time to time.

2 comments:

Sia said...

It still makes me cry....

Thanks for the hat tip,

Sia

Double Jointed Fingers said...

Me, too.

Thank you for the post and for your blog. You make so much sense to me.

Cyn