I am a lame blogger who is only now learning to spell her last name.
Whatever. There's a real story behind the song (allegedly), according to this comment on the song's YouTube page:
For anyone curious this song is about a real woman who was found beaten but still alive on the side of an expressway on January 13, 1988. She died a few days later in the hospital and still remains to beThere is something about the story of this unidentified woman's death that reminded me of a wonderfully written, justifiably angry piece on a serial killer in Toronto and the relationship between Toronto's police and the GQ-BLT community there: "Death in the Village" by Anthony Oliveria. Devoid of context, "We have no superheroes. We are alone," is a grim quote.
unidentified (I'm pretty sure the writer meant she remains unidentified or that she remains to be identified, since it's probably not possibly to unidentify someone). This song is heartbreaking and this poor woman went to the grave with not so much as her name and a family wondering what happened to their child. Here's her DoeNetwork page.
Within the context of the article, it's worse. The article is an emotional gut punch and I highly recommend it.
If anything is keeping me going, it's knowing that Avengers End Game is coming. I hope to hold on until then.
Song: "Fulton County Jane Doe"
Artist: Brandi Carlile