Week 10: A Bottomless Season

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Mount Everest - A Bottomless Season Featured Performers:
Jesse Mitchell Lindsey
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How we’ve kept
We’ve slept this season
And what we’ll lose
In the cold still to come

Down down deep
They’ll find us breathing
Deep New England
Afraid of the sun

Oh cuz the snow came
And it buried us all
And it hid all our secrets
In the yard, three feet tall
A bottomless feeling
Since the end of the fall
It’s a bottomless season after all

Oh we could wait
And the snow could wash away in the night
And the rain could carry our sin away

Sinners all
Our conscience freezing
And filling our lungs
With the breath of the weak

Certain am I
That come the next season
I’ll carry my bones
And no ill shall I speak

Oh when the Earth froze
You know it followed the dark
And heaven knows
That there’s a weight in our hearts
When the ice is cracking it’s a delicate art
With a sound like an explosion it’s a start

Oh we could wait
And the snow could wash away in the night
And the rain could carry our sin away

Oh we could wait
And the snow could wash away in the night
And the rain would carry our sin away

Notes:
 width=This is a winter song. I’ve been thinking lately about what winter does to people. All the time we spend inside, it feels like we’re hiding away. We’re buried as if under the snow. The thick covering in the yard is mysterious to me. Who knows what lies just beneath it? Perhaps in the dark of the winter we keep our secrets under there. Winter puts people on edge. Winter makes us short with one another. Winter makes us into something paler than ourselves. But winter also allows us to absolve ourselves. We know that if we can make it through the cold, the rain will wash away the snow, and with it will go the secrets and lies that we’ve hidden beneath it. With the spring we are new.

Truthfully, I love the winter, although this song may sound like I’m itching for it to be over. It’s just that nobody is immune to a little bit of seasonal affective disorder. It’s a dark time of year and it’s bound to bring out some darkness in all of us. Some people prefer to live in a place where this sort of season never happens. I could never be one of them. Without the cold, the warm is meaningless to me. Would we have a word for light if there was no such thing as dark?

I’ve been exploring my new banjo again this week. It’s been a nice change of pace to begin to learn a new instrument again, especially one so rich and old as the banjo. Its a freshness that I haven’t felt since I took up the mandolin a couple of years ago. I feel like the banjo is completing what I’ve been trying to accomplish with the mandolin. They play so nicely together. I wanted this song to elicit an old fashioned waltz. I wanted this song to have room to breath, so I left drums out of huge swaths of it. I wanted it to sound light and then dark, but not so dark because there will always be more light.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.

~Jesse

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3 thoughts on “Week 10: A Bottomless Season

  1. Oh cuz the snow came
    And it buried us all
    And it hid all our secrets
    In the yard, three feet tall
    A bottomless feeling
    Since the end of the fall
    It’s a bottomless season after all

    Really excellent imagery. This verse is just a whammy.

  2. Continue with the banjo and the mandolin and Bella Fleck and David Grisman may soon need to move over a little for the next generation. Keep exploring. In the end it is all rock and roll. You give it soul

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