I think of when I was seven, throwing myself face down on a pile of steaming mulch with my Sherlock Holmes magnifying glass and pretending to be microscopic.Ī re-imagining of an old song called 'The Confession' which first appeared on Oh! The Grandeur. Everything I was hoping to get with this record: a simple, sweet melody, interwoven rich acoustic textures and some words that don't screw it all up - about everyday natural disasters, from the "Rage of Niagara" to decomposition on the forest floor. Can we evolve within our own lifetimes certain appendages that help us do our jobs and get through the day? At what cost? Sea Anenomies, so liquid and malleable, take the shape of an enclosed space. The Texas Salamander ekes out an isolated, eyeless existence in a cave in Mexico. You could read this as a protest song, a break up song or some vague geopolitical quagmire instantly resolved by a brilliant algorithm. I wrote these lyrics and wrestled with over a hundred tracks we painted on then peeled away with a heat gun. It was a Dosh instrumental track that I really loved called 'First Impossible'. This is the last song I wrote for this record. Either way, “nomenclature” is a great word and needed to be a song. I'm not sure if this is mourning or celebrating the dilution of words. Is there order in the universe? What’s to keep this planet from spinning off its axis to be lost? And knowing that everything is connected and propped up by imaginary things like, oh, credit for instance. Traveling the world for most of a year tends to make me amazed that things hang together as well as they do considering how divisive and chaotic even the smallest countries can get. The word “tenuousness” itself is clearly onomatopoeic, like a frayed rope bridge. Definitely not a story song, but one that tries to create a sense of tenuousness with syntax. Or to inspire us to remark sarcastically "Wow, that guy is smoking two cigarettes instead of one" That such public display may only be effective as an insect repellant.
I suppose I'm saying it may appear to be a useless exercise. The part of the song about burning effigies is a bit harder to explain. I think he makes us so uneasy because he shows us what we could become. He needs human contact and that’s why he is there, but spends his time making somewhat X-rated medieval fantasy-art sketches of the bartenders.
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He has spent so much time alone reading sci-fi novels and having internal conversations he has forgotten how to engage. This song is dedicated to the guy at the end of the bar who makes inappropriate, unsolicited comments that make everyone uneasy. Talks about language and how we must sew our own coats and not depend on old definitions: a theme readdressed in the song 'Nomenclature'. Night terrors brought on by ingestion of hallucinogenic aubergines. The song goes from catastrophic forces of nature: violent storms, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions to internal turmoil. It helps with blood flow and confusing predators. This then connects to groups or swarms of birds, fish or insects that seem to move as one with their own surface tension. I was impressed by the body’s override function. I wrote this after I got food poisoning in the Rocky Mountains. “They took me to the hospital / Put my body through a scan / What they saw there would impress them all / For inside me grows a man / Who speaks with perfect diction as he orders my eviction as he acts with more conviction than I”. We can’t all behave like four-year-olds but must we be emotionally frozen? So let us lock arms as the harmless sort of sociopath and all sing in together.Ĭontinuing the idea of another consciousness beneath our skin. I suppose we’re talking about repression here. I found myself envying his emotional abandon and tracing the musical cadence of his wail as he cried “Oh no”. Inspired by the sweet, mournful cry of a four-year-old boy sitting behind me on an airplane. the guilty skulk of a raccoon. One must intone Noble Beast in the voice of David Attenborough from the Planet Earth series." "It just kept creeping into my head in late summer. What makes one beast more noble than another. The upright posture of a horse vs.
He duly obliged, and also offered this little snippet about the record's title: He's back with a new one, Noble Beast - his first for Bella Union - and we asked him to take us through the collection, track-by-track style. Andrew Bird released one of DiS' albums of 2007 in the shape of the wonderful Armchair Apocrypha.
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