Friends, I have a story. When I was in Ashland, OR, this summer, I met and jammed with a lot of really stellar musicians. One stands out in particular: first time I saw him, he was jamming out on a clarinet with two others; later on, he was playing a banjo, and killing it just as hard. The night before I left town, I watched him and his makeshift band, St. Cinder, busking downtown, and one of the last songs they played was this song, For Lack of Words, that just floored me. It was really intense, and the only thing I could remember of it afterward was a piece of the chorus: My mother is an old oak tree / my father is a rambling stream / my brother is the ground beneath / my sister is the deep blue sea. I found the song again last night, and I would love to share it with you all. Please check it out and give them love. The lyrics are hard to hear, so Im also including the bandcamp recording.
Posted on: Wed, 29 Oct 2014 17:07:25 +0000
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