Heartbroken: The Loss of Dolores O' Riordan
Of all bands, all music, The Cranberries are the most MOST influential on my life.
When I was a kid, right after my parents got divorced, my mom bought ,“Everyone Else is Doing it, So Why Can’t We” and "To The Faithful Departed" from her 'trial' Columbia House subscription.
She bought them for herself. My sister and I claimed them as our own.
It was the first time that music snatched my soul.
I’d listen to those albums over and over again on repeat.
I’d cry, make up scenarios in my already rich fantasy land of a head.
Dance around the house, belting out each song, trying to recreate the Dolores ‘yodel’.
Begging my parents to buy me Doc Marten's.
I fell in love.
With her. With the band. With the songs. With music.
Every movie or TV show featuring them became my favorite TV show and movie.
My So Called Life.
The Cranberries became the soundtrack to my life. They taught me how important it was, as a highly sensitive, emotional kid, to have music to fall into.
It made me feel known. It made me feel.
When I met Ben years later in 2007, it was The Cranberries that solidified in my head that he was the one.
They were our band.
He knew every lyric.
We’d drive around listening to all the albums I had downloaded on my ipod, belting out every song, recreating her signature yodel.
Good music takes a hold of you. Makes you feel. Never gets old. Brings you back to the important moments where it captured that exact emotion you needed to feel at that exact time.
I have so many memories and people and moments attached to The Cranberries.
They are still my favorite band. Dolores O'Riordan still my favorite singer.
The news of her passing has broken my heart. More than any other musician. She was mine.
My Bowie. My Prince. My Michael Jackson. She was mine.
I’m writing this, stopping to cry every few minutes. Blasting those first albums that connected me to music so deeply, and it is still perfect.
She is still perfect.
What a huge loss.
What a huge huge huge loss.