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"Adaptation"

by Octopi Mills


There is promotional talk of men donning robes in owl insignia, playing something called "Cave Wave", so when the sounds come forth from this album, it is at least a brace to hold onto to. Meandering folk sounds strum around, with some out there, deep, bear-cult like vocals that part with burly wisdom and  advice. The singing is stranger than most any other I have heard in some time, and nearly sounds like some sort of put on...or as if someone is pulling a leg somewhere. It is as if someone is listening to some larger than life persona like Paul Bunyan or Grizzly Adams, though more exaggerated. "Can't Serve" must be a simple and innocent tune to these fellows, but it is quite strange to me and I can help but picture some early sunrise coming up in a camp where someone is taking a big, lumber-jacker's  full-bearded shit in the weeds, and one of them might have a smiling face like one of the boys in the old band Alabama. Not sure how serious all this is, but there is dark comedy here to this listener.

"Poly -Dimensional" is a weird one as well, quite weird as hell; and I visualize bears way more than owls, and perhaps mutated or degenerated at first, without properly getting to know them. It is one hell of a song, with its lyrics being clever. The third track has a chorus that is as furry as a big, size twelve boot tromping in mud and making a mess of the human cabin floor, with some gentle crooning and some adaptation trip is at hand in the camp. There's a nice campfire feel, surely, though heady and hallucinogenic, with the warm vocals getting personal like a lonesome mountain man singing to his own echo. As time goes on I realize this is either a bad pun or joke, or this is the music that is going to go places- far places that folks will never understand. There is a Western feel, but wooded and mossy once the vocals set in and become familiar, like an old drinking buddy not seen since the fires were set. One cannot discount the music, which is dark and somber, and done with craftsmanship. "Winter Solstice" makes a reference to magic mushrooms, which I have already suspected, and comes off like a good love song to the season and would make a good live song to see, I would wager. "Winter solstice is my woman" I think he says, and it is priceless things like these that put this recording as a candidate for my next best of 2014 list here at WC.

 I wonder if these guys are ''Furry folk", and if they get together and dress as bears and do it in the woods or at parties at park sites, but realize this is perhaps suspicious at best. "The pain of change" he croons in the final song, "Adaptation", and the album has brought forth twilight scenes and streaming rays of sunlight, as well as some animal themes, and I must say it is one of the most unusual folk albums you may ever hear, with a highly original sound.

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