I don’t know what I have to offer any ongoing exchange or collective mourning about David Berman outside of the fact that I loved this person I’d never met and that I will miss him.

Berman was one of the first singers / poets / bandleaders in whom I heard the whole of my own lived truth better than I felt capable to putting myself.

I’d heard on Wednesday that Berman died at 52, I left a dinner party I was hosting, and walked numbly and aimlessly around my neighborhood. The Silver Jews / Purple Mountains singer was a longtime resident of Nashville, he lived here for nearly the whole of the 21st century.

In this episode we spend time with Berman's blog, Menthol Mountains, to try to get a sense of his relationship with the city and, more broadly, his relationship with the world at large.