SOUNDTRACK: THE HEAD AND THE HEART-KEXP in Studio, September 14, 2010 (2010).
My saga of The Head and the Heart continues. Sarah had ordered me the disc for Christmas, but the self-released CD had gone out of print. This is because Sub Pop was going to re-release the record sometime in the new year.
Well, NPR loved the album, so why wouldn’t they have more recordings by them? (This is one of the great things about enjoying new bands…they are far less likely to restrict listening and downloading abilities online). So, this session (September) was recorded shortly after they released their album (July). I have still yet to hear the actual album, but I have fallen in love with these songs.
This set (which has some very brief interview portions) is five songs. The band sounds great, with wonderful harmonies. The first two songs “Cats and Dogs” and “Coeur d’Alene” meld together seamlessly, and it works wonders. “Lost in My Mind” is an amazingly catchy single: the “whoo whoos” (which sound not unlike a train) are wonderfully catchy (in a Mumford and Sons kind of way).
They also play “Ghosts” (another catchy catchy song) and the non-LP song “Down in the Valley” (which has the slightly uncomfortable opening lyrics: “I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade”).
This neo-folkie revival has generated some great bands, and The Head and the Heart are yet another one.
[READ: April 14, 2011] “A Withered Branch”
This is a very brief short story (a page and a half) translated by Anna Summers.
A young woman hitchhikes into Vilinus. She is picked up by a trucker and is unbothered until they get to a rest stop. While they are having dinner, one of the drivers wonders who she will sleep with that night.
But that is the prelude to the story. When she arrives in the city, she meets a woman of about fifty who, when the narrator asks if there is any place to stay, offers her own house to the (dirty and sweaty) stranger/narrator.
The next day the woman drops off some articles at a major Lithuanin magazine and then realizes she was brought to the old woman’s house in the middle of the night; how will she find it again? She finally finds it around dinner tine where a warm meal awaits her. Over dinner she and the hostess chat and she learns a bit about why the woman was so generous.
The story ends with the explanation that the narrator has a final destination, and she must meet it.
It ends rather abruptly, almost as a way of showing her impact on others’ lives and then being gone. I didn’t love it, but it had some nice details.

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