i was lucky enough to open up for ferron in montreal this weekend, it was really something special, i grew up listening to her records, 'shadows on a dime' was the big family hit, my dad made sure we knew the words to every song on that record, i can see it now, the LP, ferron on the cover in some kind of leather or maybe it was a sports jacket leaning in the door of a building, she looked very strong, manly and womanly at once, a serious poet.

here are some great ferron lines:
"hearts are like meadows, with their weathered potential, with their reasons diluted by reason itself..."
"life moves so mysterious with its cute little spins/and it's everyone's koan and door to get in/it's old human nature/it's cold or it's hot/i think of you often/i like you a lot/if it's snowin in brooklyn/i'd say snow's what we've got."
also it was very affecting when she directed this line right at us the audience during her show: "i don't forget about the factory/i don't expect this ride to always be/can i give you what you wanna see?/can we do it one more time?"
one song i didn't grow up with, but discovered on the new 'boulder' record produced by bitch, is 'girl on a road':
"my momma was a waitress/my daddy a truck driver/the thing that kept their power from them slowed me down awhile".  oh my GOD that is a good fucking line. 

i had this feeling watching ferron sing like that she is a kind of a priestess.  no kind of pious mind you.  but she said something backstage about when you say a word, like 'door', you "summon the spirit of the door".  it made perfect sense, words have power and medicine in them, all you have to do is utter them, that's a nice thought on an off-night.