I’ve become a drifter with no land that I can till
No winter coat to keep me warm, no summer game to kill
If I die here in the wild the vines will bury me
Keep my body from the birds, my soul will be made clean
But what waits upon the other side of the ridge?
I’ll pack up all my things and make that journey to the north
Leave my memories in the woods the mountain calls me forth
To her cloudy bosom, in the stones I’ll make my home
Colder, closer to the sun, I’ll make my prayers known
What now squandered ruins can I say to calm your cries?
No thunder rolling in your bones, no lightning in your skies
So I’ll sit silent on your throne and dance among your streets
Quell your quiet brooding weep, go onward toward the sea
The Oh Hellos sind was besonderes für mich. Ich mag die Wechsel zwischen den ruhigen, atmospherischen Passagen und den rhythmischen Passagen. Ich mag wie ihr Spannung aufbaut. Ich mag die Stimme von Maggie und Tyler. Ich mage den unisono Gesang der ganzen Band. Ich wünsche mir eine neue Produktion von The Oh Hellos und Surfjan Stevens; und eine Tour mit einem Konzert im Westen von Deutschland. Kert Goéland
The Oh Hellos have come to hold a very special place in my heart, not just in this album, but in others as well. Hello My Old Heart was one of the first songs I ever heard by them, and it's been a treasured journey listening to them ever since. ladyoforion
NYC polymath Wells develops rich, layered modern-classical compositions into reflections on queerness, climate change, and the AIDS crisis. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2022