I went to a Missy Higgins concert a couple weeks back. It was just her alone in a small venue, and she alternated between playing an acoustic guitar, piano, and ukulele. I’ve realized that these are the types of shows I like now, and I have no patience left for giant arena type shows. I think I may have gotten old.
It was her second show on tour for the first time in four years. She told stories in between songs and was generally just incredibly adorable. I’m really hoping she comes back around again sometime soon.
Anyway, if you don’t know her, I’ll introduce you with the same song I first heard from her. I immediately fell in love with it: the voice, the Australian twang, the implied bisexuality...
She also played a new song I hadn’t heard, which she wrote about the Syrian refugee crisis. Specifically, she was inspired by the story of the little boy Alan Kurdi who died while his family was attempting to escape to Canada. She said she wanted people to think about the crisis not in terms of politics, but in the very real human terms that become undeniable when we see images like that of Alan Kurdi washed up on shore. The song is touching and heartbreaking, and the video is framed around pictures drawn by Syrian refugee children. If you buy the song, all proceeds go to the Asylum Seekers Resource Centre. You can read more about it on her site.
Incidentally, the show was partially ruined for me by a group of extremely drunk, extremely loud girls, standing directly behind me. They kept shouting “MISSAAAAY!” and screaming, not just in between songs, but in the middle of songs. Slow, touching, acoustic, sad songs. Including the one above, when people were visibly offended by their rudeness. They also had loud conversations throughout the whole show, when they weren’t shouting about how much they loved her. Halfway through, they started demanding that she play Warm Whispers, and when she said it was her last song, and it was not Warm Whispers, they actually booed. (And frankly, I think it’s somewhat entitled behavior to shout out what songs you want an artist to play to begin with - they designed their particular set list for a reason.) Other people made polite attempts to ask them to quiet down, which resulted in aggressive posturing and louder shouting. I did my best to ignore them.