a minimalistic piano cover of “beth/rest” from bon iver’s self-titled (2011). click here to download.
this is the third time i’ve covered it, and will be the last. i never liked this song until i heard the version, “bon iver on world cafe” on npr. then i loved it. i based my cover more on his piano solo version than the album version.
something interesting i learned about the bon iver lp is that vernon thinks of the thing as a coherent timeline sort of piece. “perth” being like beginnings, birth and “beth/rest” being like ending, death. always in love with artists who do this. it’s incredibly inspiring that some are making terrific, standalone songs that also fit in as a bigger piece, a bigger arch in a complete album. and the album also means something. pieces of smaller pieces. then you’re combing the art, the physical artwork with the music, and the words. sounds, images, words. it’s plainly awe to me. it’s something i really want to be able to do. finding word-makers and art-makers and music-makers and big themes made of small stories, people and places. ah.
errant heat to the star
and the rain let in
the hawser rolls, the vessel’s whole and christ, it’s thinwell i’d know that you’d offer
would reveal it, though it’s soft and flat
won’t repeat it, cull and coffer’s that
for the soffit, hang this homeward
pry it open with your love
sending lost and alone standing offersit is steep / it is stone
such recovery
from the daily press, the deepest nest, in keeper’s keepall the news at the door
such a revelry
well, it’s hocked inside of everything you said to meit was found what we orphaned
didn’t mention it would serve us picked
said your love is known
i’m standing up on itaren’t we married?!
i ain’t living in the dark no more
it’s not a promise, i’m just gonna call itheavy mitted love
our love is a star
sure some hazardry
for the light before and after most indefinitelydanger has been stole away
this is axiom
as far as the words go. i can never tell with him, so i looked it up in some interviews.
just vernon on “beth/rest,”
“eventually, you start waking up to the fact that you might be ready to spend your life with somebody and still feel good about who you are and what kind of changes you’re going to go through no matter what. and ‘beth/rest’ is that reward. it’s that place you get to be in for the rest of your life… what’s weird is that the record was imagined before any of this new personal relationship stuff had happened. i’m in a really good, loving relationship right now. it’s really rewarding. but what’s weird is that the songs kind of came as this predecessor, as an invitation, to tell myself that i was open to it and knowing that there wasn’t going to be somebody coming along who’s going to change me and want to change who i was. and they were going to let me be who i want to be and like me for it. then it sort of just happened as soon as i finished writing the song.”
timely, perfect. fitting, too, looking from a to b, the timeline of my own experience with this song. perfect and fitting. first time was one grand, sloppy mess of a recording. all parts done at once, detuned piano, horrible florescent lights, etc. newborn baby recording. this time, this time was careful, groomed, cropped, grown. and much like vernon’s remarks on writing the song and then experiencing the song - timely, perfect, fitting.
little, fake bedroom studio.anyway, it’s been fun this week to take a break from the full band stuff and do a little on my own. now i’m looking forward to getting back into the deadwood stuff coming up here.
“‘for i know the plans i have for you,’ declares the lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.’”
~jeremiah 29:11
this song is for fitting.
my cover of cat stevens’ “wild world” from tea for the tillerman (1970).
download?fell in love with this song recently. surprisingly, i hadn’t heard before even though tea for tillerman was one of mom’s favorite records growing up (along with frampton comes alive!).
due to allergies, i lost mostly all my hearing in both ears about a week ago. the same thing happens each year. it’s frightening actually, very frightening since recording and mixing and playing music is my favorite thing of all my favorite things. so this song was recorded and mixed with broken, idiot ears. i spent a good portion of the night before recording this running around columbus in search of eucalyptus oil, which i’ve read can be used in a pretty effective home remedy for idiot ears like these.
words:
now that i’ve lost everything to you
you say you want to start something new
and it’s breaking my heart you’re leaving
baby, i’m grieving
but if you want to leave, take good care
hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
but then a lot of nice things turn back out thereoh baby, baby it’s a wild world
it’s hard to get by just upon a smile
oh baby, baby it’s a wild world
i’ll always remember you like a child, girlyou know i’ve seen a lot of what the world can do
and it’s breaking my heart in two
‘cause i never want to see you sad, girl
don’t be a bad girl
but if you want leave, take good care
hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
but just remember there’s a lot of bad and bewareoh baby, baby it’s a wild world
it’s hard to get by just upon a smile
oh baby, baby it’s a wild world
i’ll always remember you like a child, girlbaby i love you, but if you want to leave, take good care
hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
but just remember there’s a lot of bad and bewareoh baby, baby it’s a wild world
it’s hard to get by just upon a smile
oh baby, baby it’s a wild world
i’ll always remember you like a child, girl
adam and i out back the day emily left for london.song for people leaving, really, i suppose. i have people i love, ones i keep in my pockets, ones i want to come back who’ve left. i keep them in my pockets because i know they’ll come back, anyway. life spreads us out a bit but that only has to be temporary. and anyway, i’ll be a leaving person in another year. i love the midwest and i’ll likely stay in the midwest, but i don’t want to stay in columbus when i’m done with my undergraduate years. i’d like to get out a bit, start something real, start things real. hm. maybe someday soon i’ll finish that cover of “tear down the house” as well.
this cover is for my mom, only a bit late for mother’s day.
last year on mother’s day, we posted “song for remembrance,” which tommy and i composed for megan, using the words she wrote.
(Source: autumnnotfall, via fuckyeah1990s)
the good ol’ days
(via pretty-strangers)






