September, 1997

Publication title: Flare, vol. -, Iss. -, pg. –
Place: Unknown
Writer: Unknown

Sarah McLachlan

The listening party for Sarah McLachlan’s latest record Surfacing (Nettwerk) was well under way by the time the goddess herself arrived and the adoration from the gathering of music mavens was thicker than really good crème brûlée.

She is out of denial, facing her “dark side,” accepting it. “You have to love both sides before you can really love yourself.” There is hope in her songs – she has the ability “to share something with someone else so that you don’t feel so terribly alone.”

There was a whole lot of sharing going on at Lilith Fair, her all-girl concert tour which feminized stages across Canada last month. “I feel lonely at times,” she says. “There’s very little sense of community for women in the music industry.”

After a tour, writer’s block drains her completely and she needs to “refill the well.” Newly wed to drummer Ashwin Sood, she believes that the security and unconditional love in her life will be reflected in her music. Dreaming of domestic bliss, she says, “It think about being pregnant almost every day; it’s becoming a bit of an obsessions.”

Sounds like lyrics to me.