Song of the Day #4,466: ‘Knapsack’ – Amy Rigby

There’s a scene in Pixar’s Inside Out where a couple of maintenance workers inside a characters brain are vacuuming up long-term memories for permanent deletion. Sometimes I feel like that’s what happened to my memories of certain albums and songs.

Amy Rigby’s Diary of Mod Housewife is a 1996 album that received a ton of critical acclaim and had a steady rotation in my CD player. But 24 years later, I had completely forgotten about its existence until I stumbled across a mention of Rigby somewhere on the internet.

I guess those memories hadn’t been vacuumed up completely, because when I found the album on YouTube, all of its 12 songs were instantly familiar. This is a smart, funny album full of well-crafted songs. Rigby blends pop, rock and country sounds while lyrically painting an evocative portrait of womanhood in the 90s.

Unfortunately, this album (her debut) is not available on streaming services. Somebody uploaded the full album to YouTube, which is much appreciated, if not the best way to listen to it.

Rigby has stayed busy in the two-plus decades since I listened to her. She released 11 albums after this one, including three with Wreckless Eric, a band she formed with her husband. She also wrote a memoir titled Girl to City that came out just last year.

He took my knapsack just inside the revolving door
It was a bookstore where i’d never been before
I wasn’t looking for anything more than a book
But i looked, isn’t that what eyes are for

Studied biographies, i checked out the magazines
My mind kept leading me back to his face
I’d seen something about him that made me feel 17
Stop, so i’m not, isn’t that what minds are for

Now every day i can’t wait to see him
I’m gonna ask his name
But every day i hand him my bag and
Everything remains the same

He took my knapsack and his fingers brushed my wrist
Gave me a number but it wasn’t even his
I crossed another novel off of my reading list
Wished to be kissed isn’t that what lips are for

Thinking about him when i’m on my way to work
All these men in suits they look too perfect
And i want to tell him i’m not just some soulless jerk
Hey, i got a band i understand what life is for

Now every day i can’t wait to see him
I’m gonna ask his name
But every day i hand him my bag and
Everything remains the same

He took my knapsack just inside the revolving door
Wanted to tell him that i can’t see him anymore
Got a new job in a different part of town
Fired and rehired isn’t that what work is for

He smiled right at me but i couldn’t meet his eye
All i could look at was the palm tree on his tie
I’ll think about him when i go to bed at night
Deep in my sleep isn’t that what dreams are for

He took my knapsack just inside the revolving door
He took my knapsack just inside the revolving door
He took my knapsack

One thought on “Song of the Day #4,466: ‘Knapsack’ – Amy Rigby

  1. Dana Gallup says:

    Never heard of her or, if I did, the maintenance workers permanently deleted my memory of her.😜

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