SOUNDTRACK: LORD HURON-Tiny Desk Concert #247 (October 25, 2012).
Lord Huron is one of those bands that I hear of a lot, but whom I don’t really know much about. I also think they are someone I like, but listening to this Tiny Desk Concert, it’s clear they are not any of the bands I think they are.
As far as this Tiny Desk Concert goes, Lord Huron proves t be a five piece folk outfit. They have lovely harmonies
“She Lit A Fire” is a pretty standard folk song. Although I like the way the song shifts gears to a faster guitar style. I really like the way the one guy’s guitar sounds like mandolin, too. “Time To Run” is a bit faster and catchier. In fact, when the oh oh oh oh part comes in, it’s hard not to want to sing along. And the middle part where it’s just guitar and bongos is pretty hard not to enjoy.
“Lonesome Dreams” opens with some echoed bass notes. It’s got some really catchy parts although I don’t really love the yodeling voice that he puts on. The band does four songs (practically unheard of). “Ends of the Earth” opens with that same yodeling voice, but once the harmonies kick in it sounds great.
I didn’t realize that Lord Huron had only released their first album in 2012. They have really made a name for themselves.
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I enjoyed this whole story except for the very end which seemed to turn the story into something else. In retrospect that something else is also pretty interesting and it throws a whole new light on the story, but I enjoyed the story so much as it was that the twist really impacted the way I enjoyed the rest of the story.
The title translates as “first, do no harm” and the story is about a youngish girl and her mother–who is a psychotherapist.
I loved the way the story began. Jewel is totally embarrassed that her mother asks her patients if they are “Cell phoning.” She says it all the time. How lame. Until she realizes that her mom is actually asking if they are “self-harming.”
Her mother was brutally honest about a lot of things and was, of course, right about everything. One thing that her mother always said was “that no one ever gets beyond high school. It’s all high school for the rest of your life.” Not true, Jewel knew, yet also true.
Her patients loved her for that unconventional understanding. She stood up for them; she visited their homes and talked to their problematic relatives, went to the store with them, walked them along the river, allowed them to bring their pets to their therapy sessions. She came to her children’s defense, too, with teachers or friends or the parents of those friends. She was brutally honest, blunt.
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