She's Eclectic

Entertainment writer Rashod Ollison described "Bad Weather" as "an obscure Stevie Wonder song [that] boasts a bouncy cosmopolitan production, zipping horns and all, that’s very 1978 but charmingly so." It takes me right back to my early twenties as a woman in a new city, Mary Richards-style. (The city was Minneapolis, even.)

A few years ago, this song played on my iPod at the end of a long drive home from a canoe trip I'd been on with my brother and my nieblings. Canoe trips are wonderful and problematic with my brother, who is very different from me even though we have points of connection that only make those differences that much more painful. The kids, though, are an uncomplicated joy, and they made the trip worth it. As my brother drove into the metro area west of Chicago, a huge thunderstorm started up, and this song came on. I'll never forget the late afternoon sun shining golden beneath the clouds, and the crazy joy I felt at the synchronicity on so many levels.