Amythyst Kiah’s voice is powerful. It booms out to fill every corner of every room she enters with its warmth, wit, and wisdom. It’s the kind of voice that cuts into your core even while it wraps around your heart. You feel it from both the outside-in and the inside-out with every cell of your being. And then she starts singing.
I’ve long suspected something about Brandi Carlile, but it wasn’t until I read her new memoir, Broken Horses, that I fully knew it to be true: She is the scrappiest mystic this side of G.I. Gurdjieff, if not Joan of Arc. For the past 13 years, my suspicion was rooted merely in watching her, both up close and from a distance, cast a lasting spell on pretty much everyone who is lucky enough to step into her orbit. Turns out, though, the real magic of her life is explained by numerous inexplicable moments — pivotal, life-defining, soul-stirring moments that definitely count as “mysteries,” with some seemingly coming close to “miracles.”
When Holler asked me to interview Rissi Palmer about the beautifully non-stop career ascension she is currently enjoying, I told them it wouldn’t be a normal Q&A between a journalist … Read More