Warning: If you hate the environment, animals, and/or crying, please don’t watch this. So, Bowerbirds. So good. The earthy folkers have always deeply impressed in concert, song, vocation, and now in video. They strike me as an authentic sort, hearts firmly lodged in pen and voice, etc., and so there’s always that extra bit of gravitas involved when I hear Hymns For A Dark Horse. The great “In Our Talons” stands out in particular as the rare sort of environmentalist tune that can effectively crawl under the thickest, most pro-industrial skins. Although the picture it paints is devastating — beetles looking for refuge in crippled trees, branches begging the ocean to save them from drowning — Phil ends by addressing our “cousins” in nature somewhat hopefully:
You’re in our headlights, frozen, and no, we are not stopping.
You may not believe, but even we were scared at first.
It takes a lot of nerve to destroy this wondrous earth.
We’re only human; this at least we’ve learned.
At least I think it’s hopeful? The Alan Poon-directed video, not quite so much:
Sorry, I need a minute. And by “minute” I mean “a towelette to wipe my tears off of this laptop because I haven’t been this choked up or hormonal feeling since Bambi.” Here, you take this while I go research options for adopting praying mantises.
Hymns For a Dark Horse is out via Dead Oceans.