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81909254 | Play | matthew's high-five | 00:00 Tools | |
81909255 | Play | to the laundress and her children | 00:00 Tools | |
81909256 | Play | first do no harm | 00:00 Tools | |
81909257 | Play | something old, something new | 00:00 Tools | |
81909258 | Play | oliver sacks | 00:00 Tools | |
81909259 | Play | to montauk | 00:00 Tools | |
81909260 | Play | five trimmed their lamps | 00:00 Tools | |
81909261 | Play | saustin | 00:00 Tools | |
81909262 | Play | eulogy | 00:00 Tools | |
81909263 | Play | oh short-sighted fiend | 00:00 Tools | |
81909264 | Play | no name co., SD | 00:00 Tools | |
81909265 | Play | lydia's greenhouse wedding | 00:00 Tools | |
81909266 | Play | jonah, the son of amittai | 00:00 Tools | |
81909267 | Play | job chapter three | 00:00 Tools | |
81909268 | Play | Never to Rise | 00:00 Tools | |
81909269 | Play | qoheleth: n. heb. one who addresses an assembly | 00:00 Tools |
Sarah Barnhard's parents named her after the famous French stage actress, Sarah Bernhardt. She is a singer-songwriter who grew up wandering the forests of Michigan and crawling through fields on her hands-and-knees hunting for luck - she once had a collection of 20 four-leaf clovers! All that luck brought her to New York, NY where she is now studying medicine and feeling foxilly sassy as a science nerd by brain, a clinician by trade, and an hopelessly romantic hippie at heart. Since before her memory can tell her, she has heard songs playing in her head on nights she can't sleep; she never thought anything of them. However, everything changed in October of 'o7 when her best friend divulged the secret location of a songwriting circle in the west village. The first day she went, the room was full of grumpy old men who sang disgruntledly disgruntled songs about grumpiness. Sarah figured they needed some cheering up, so she decided to try her hand at strumming the guitar and writing some of her night-songs down. She eventually wrote and sang for them job chapter three, taken from one of the oldest night songs that may exist. It broke the hearts of everyone in the room and made the host and grumpiest one of all shed three (3) tears. Just when she thought her plan to cheer them had failed, he cracked a smile and said, Sarah, that's the saddest damn song I've ever heard. You've got to come back. In this way she learned an important lesson: sad songs cheer up grumpy old men. She's mostly determined to keep cheering them. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.