Did you ever have a band or a singer that you and you alone seemed to like, or even to have heard of? Maria McKee is one of mine. She's not particularly obscure, but it happens that I know few if any people who know her music.
I had a strange experience the other day. I was waiting in my friend Sandy's car while she ducked into a restaurant to buy a gift certificate. Turning up the radio, I found myself singing along to Ms. McKee's songs (including “Things I Shouldn't Do,” which is an obscure tune even for her fans). It was a CD, of course. I'd introduced Sandy to Maria McKee's music a while back, and she took to it like a duck takes to water. Or to another duck.
It was strange to hear those songs pushing out through those dashboard speakers. It was as if I'd turned on the radio and heard the DJ say “this one's for you, Carrington.”
Which now that I think about it should happen much more often, don't you think?
