From the recordings Delicious Vignettes Of Recent American Kind and Meteors
Meteors is the true story of Evergreen’s 21st birthday party, written by her friend and collaborator Lizzie Karr. December 13, 2017 was a remarkably cold day, and it had snowed the evening before—a rare occurrence in Austin, Texas. Nevertheless, she got up early, went to the local market right when it opened, bought herself a bottle of champagne, and carried it around in her picnic basket on a hike by the river all day. She went swimming in her underwear in the freezing water and communed quietly with the wild herons who live near the water. The plan for the evening was to observe the night sky from the tallest point in town, as the brightest meteor shower of the year, the Geminid shower, was at its peak. It was so cold that many people bailed, trying to convince her to go to warmer locations where they might be served a hot drink - but Evergreen was not attracted to the loud and drunk holiday crowds. Instead, she and a handful of dedicated friends sat at the top of the hill overlooking the lake, wrapped themselves up in a comforter that a friend had stuffed in the back of his truck, passed around the bottle of champagne, a thermos of hot cocoa, and a guitar, and had absolutely the best, most magical time experiencing old and new friendships. This transformative moment led to many more—a few days later, Lizzie emailed her a draft of the song, she sent back a picture of herself crying, and the band that followed became Evergreen’s first non-classical musical endeavor. Since then, she has become an active non-classical cellist and a strong advocate for expanding the repertoire and genre scope of music education.
“Creating this song was such a milestone for me,” Evergreen says of her first single. “Music has the potential to be expressive in such limitless ways, and making this song helped me explore and expand. It goes beyond finding my own voice, because it’s about being confident out of boxes—finding boxes and leaving them behind to just be comfortable in the imperfect beauty of my humanity and the humanity of my friends.”
Lyrics
"Do you wanna go? Maybe it's too cold
In Texas, we ain't used to the snow no more"
"Suck it up! Put some blankets in your truck, I'll pick you up"
We get stopped by the cops, they got nothing on us
But they're talking real loud, looking for drunks
Cuz it's the holidays
but... All I wanna do, all I wanna do, all I wanna do, all I wanna do is
Sit out in the great wide open watching meteors fall with you
Nothing on my mind, not like all the time
Just the stars and a bottle of wine
Sitting out in the great wide open watching meteors fall with you
Sitting out in the great wide open watching meteors fall with you
...
I turned 21, how did I get so young?
How did I become like my father?
Like my father, when did we get so bitter
well. Lizzie brought the jokes, Cliffy's got the smokes, and Christopher is moaning like an old man
Lights are red and white, stars are dim then bright
Oh my Sally, we're sitting on a mountain!
All I wanna do, all I wanna do, all I wanna do, all I wanna do is
Sit out in the great wide open watching meteors fall with you
Nothing on my mind, not like all the time
Just the stars and a bottle of wine
Sitting out in the great wide open watching meteors fall with you
Sitting out in the great wide open watching meteors fall with you