KEXP radio posted this yesterday and it has been captivating me on repeat; it’s a new song from my friends in Typhoon, recorded live at the Pickathon Festival a few weekends ago. All of it is stunning, but the last ten seconds with the lupine howling that lilts and aches — completely shiver-inducing.
Right now Kyle Morton’s songwriting hits on all my cylinders. I identify with the non-linear way his brain works as it tries to unravel those bindings between life and struggle, and the fears that crouch all around the edges of grownup life, persistently. It weaves around things and draws connections, without ever feeling like it settles into a pop song, but more of a free-form elegy. Lyrically this song sits next to Josh Ritter’s “Wolves” in my mind; Josh talks about waking up one morning and the wolves all being there, in the piano, underneath the stairs, circling round his door, at night clicking across the floor…
Kyle also sings about knowing how the wolves are coming for their share. Life feels full of wolves right now for me, hungry and skinny ones, and for a lot of folks that shine in my universe of friends. So, you know — I get it, guys, as much as I wish we didn’t.
Morton’s Fork – Typhoon
I haven’t slept in seven nights and I’m not tired
who protects the ones I love when I’m asleep?
and though there’s little I can do, I say a prayer
that when the wolves come for their share
they’ll come for me