
There are some lineups that are the stuff of dreams, as if they were designed solely for you. I will take responsibility for the recent show featuring Jenny Owen Youngs and Mirah at The Space in Connecticut. I mean really, could it get any more perfect?
It has been a long time since I saw Mirah perform: way back in 2002 at Brownies. Her record, You Think It’s Like This But Really It’s Like This, saw me out of high school, and in and out of some pretty terrible relationships. Her next record, Advisory Committee, helped me through many a long commute to and from college, as I fought for seats on the 7 train and clutched my discman close to my heart. I’ve casually followed her career since then, but those two records will always be the most special to me, since they held me together during a time when I was at my most fragile.
Our love of Jenny Owen Youngs is pretty well established here at The Ruckus, so when I saw that they were playing together, on the luckiest of days (11/11), I knew that I would have to find some way to get to the show. Thankfully, my husband is just as crazy as I am, so off to Connecticut we went.
The Space is a wonderful venue, and I have to say that I am extremely jealous of the teenagers in Connecticut who get to have it in their lives. An all-ages cafe that hosts amazing indie bands? My sixteen-year-old self is sobbing. And my old lady self? Well, it has a parking lot. Enough said.

Jaymay opened the show with some incredibly catchy indie pop songs, and the crowd adored her. At one point she asked, since she had been a very recent addition to the bill, if anyone knew who she was. The very enthusiastic crowd immediately replied with a chorus of yeses. Unfortunately, I had not been part of that contingent, but her performances of “Rocks Scissors Paper ” and “Gray or Blue” left me eager to hear more from her.

Next up was JOY, who killed it, as per usual. A few months ago I saw her perform with Frank Turner and Larry and His Flask for a raucous crowd. When she sang “Ring of Fire,” the entire crowd screamed along. She initiated the “Ring of Fire” singalong in Connecticut as well, and though the crowd was very different, they were no less enthusiastic to sing along.

When it came time for Mirah, I was getting a little giddy. It had been so long and the two times that I saw her in the early aughts were so important to me. Ten years ago, she performed solo, with short bleached hair adorned with barrettes and a shockingly huge voice. This time she was accompanied by a band - drums, cello, and violin. Though I already admitted to being slightly remiss in keeping up with her later albums, the feeling was still the same and the music was still beautiful.