Song Review
With Why?‘s next album (Eskimo Snow) not slated for release until September of this year, I’m not entirely sure how this song made it’s way onto YouTube; Regardless, I am very very vibed to have stumbled across it. Yoni Wolf, the man behind Why?, has described the upcoming release as “…the least hip-hop out of anything I’ve ever been involved with.”. This is evident in today’s tune, as it lacks the beat and delivery typically associated with Why? tracks. Although I’m a huge fan of the hip-hop feel found in previous Why? music, I can’t wait to hear where the band goes with the new album. If you’re looking for some more Why?, click here.
PS. Abe, let me know what you think.
All of my words for sadness
Like eskimo snow on unmanned crosses all
Planted in threes in a field for living trees
Are hummed as prayers in secret
and sung through speakers in rooms for people to hear it
Even when I’m wasted and numb
With the words for good wine on a philistine’s tongue
And I’m under something black
and thicker than a sheet for ghosts
or the first feet of snow
That old that old clouds yield
On the crosses on the chests of dead soldiers in a field
and I’m still here
Bearing my watery fruits if fruits at all
And I’m still here
Barely understanding what truth that rarely calls
-
Abe
-
Chris
