today i have spent the day listening to ‘hello, dear wind’, by page france, the band I have been dizzyingly smitten with for the past year. they play a sparkling folk-pop that taps on my heart and leaves me with a small smile. you can listen to them here
i like how this guys describes them…” such a joy. it's indie folky pop like a million cloudchanges condensed into minutes. It's great…"jesus" is a song full of promise and zing. it's that greengrassy place where ben Gibbard dances with neutral milk hotel, both of them in flower-garland crowns. There are rings of melody and harmony - voice, acoustic guitar, electric, tambourine, - and one by one these rings are laid on top of each other. one by one until there's a stack of golden rings, which you can put on like a big bracelet. … it's also, admittedly, a song about Jesus. but it's a song about jesus in the same way that "mrs robinson" is about missus r. it's a song about the cool stuff jesus might do, the ways he might surprise us. It's about the party he brings with him…"
and Jesus will come through the ground so dirty / with worms in his hair and a hand so sturdy
and the bears and bees and banana trees will play kazoos and tambourines. And Jesus will dance as we drink his wine / with soldiers and thieves and a sword in his side