IOWA CITY, Iowa (June 18, 2013) — Jordan Sellergren performing under the name Milk & Eggs treated us to a stunningly beautiful set during an Intimate Evening show opening for Kelly Hogan at the Englert Theatre Tuesday night. The setting was perfectly suited for Sellergren’s milky smooth vocals and powerful, thought provoking lyrics. The Englert’s intimate shows invite the limited audience (100 seats or less) to join the musicians physically on the stage. Picture MTV’s Unplugged but without the pretentious money grubbing industry douchebags, and no candles that I could see. An absolutely beautiful experience should you get the chance. Check out the images below to see for yourself.
Sellergren made the small trek from Cedar Rapids where she notes on the Milk & Eggs facebook page she is currently “broken down”. After this evenings performance you can rest assured (being a Cedar Rapidian myself) I’ll be checkin’ in more often to the “Folk Nights” at Little Bohemia where she regularly performs. I would encourage you to join me and grab a show while you can, talent like this rarely stays around for too long. Born in Burlington, Iowa and fairly recently returning from working in New Zealand, Sellergren recorded and released her first self-produced album that is simply titled Milk & Eggs, you can sample it and purchase at milkaneggs.bandcamp.com.
[CORRECTION 7-23] Sellergren may in fact currently reside in Iowa City.
Here is What Smarter Folk Than I Have to Say About Milk & Eggs
[box_light]Sean Moeller writes this on Daytrotter:
“We know she’s fiercely intelligent – because anyone who writes songs the way that she writes them must be – but college and some field of study that will lead to a regular old job don’t seem to be enough for her. Her talents could be better serving. We could use her mind to figure out our own thoughts a little bit better. Selfishly, we need her to do that. We need her dedication to these words and her guitar. We need her to explain things or to frame them in such a way that it gives us the same satisfying feeling that we get after a great meal that takes all night to get through – not based on volume, just based on the company, the conversation, the quality of it all and the great wine washing it all down. We need her to write so romantically about the soft pains and the hard pains that ripple through us and sometimes bury themselves into our pores and veins. We need her to do this so badly that we don’t want her studying anything other than what she’s thinking and feeling at the time. He folk songs come from this place that’s so beautiful for its weariness. “Birdhouses,” seems to be a song that’s as much about a labor of love and laborious nature of love and all those who take advantage of it, all those who get a taste of the good stuff and spit it back out, treating it unkind. Here, we have a woman building birdhouses – a construct for a heart or a nest maybe, probably likely – and then you have the men, or a specific man who should never be given that gift, so meticulously put together and taken care of. She sings, “These birdhouses/I build them and sell them for nothing at all/But I won’t build them for no ordinary man/ No, I don’t build them for no ordinary man.” We don’t hear such poignant lines like those all that often. All the more reason for her to throw it [school] all out the window and live the life of the struggling and penniless songwriter. We feel it wouldn’t be for very long.”
What Milk & Eggs Looks Like at an Intimate Show at the Englert Theatre
Here are my favorite 20 images from the set: