Anne Briggs’ 1971 album The Time Has Come is music of the road, music that embodies the singer’s own wandering predilection. It makes me restless too, like Joni Mitchell’s enchanting “Urge for Going” does. Her voice begs us to amble alongside, down a foggy dirt road marked by black-eyed susans and overgrown grass, through the kitchens of friends willing to feed. And hungry we are. And cold is the morning, gray and sad, that inspires the sun to rise at noon and light the way for roaming, for one layer less of clothing.
Anne Briggs’ legendary story is better left for someone else, as I surely couldn’t do it justice myself. As I leave Los Angeles at 3am tonight, rolling north to the Festival in the Forest in Big Sur, this will most certainly be the album playing as the sun steps over the redwoods.
[ stream ] Anne Briggs – “The Time Has Come”
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