so last night after a long day of charting songs and making demos, me and the husband hunkered down to watch Predator, the late 80s schwarzenegger vehicle. it had everything! muscles, blood, cigars, quips (sample quip: after a guy has had a knife flung through his midriff, pinning him to his simple guerilla tent pole, arnie spits out “stick around!”), early cgi, primitive regression, and carl weathers. alright, maybe that’s not everything but it was alot.
and here’s something else. this song follows “the heart” on silver, which i posted for you last week. you may have noticed that “the heart” ends kinda abruptly. that’s because it connects directly to this, one of my favourite songs of all time. when we performed silver at the vancouver folk music festival one of the reviewers complained that choosing this song as our finale was meaningless. i disagree. i think this song embraces nothingness and ecstasy in one big warm hug. i cry every time i hear the band kick in. Continue reading blood in the jungle