Our self-titled full-length will be released September 20th
Amazing!
Sounds of the South: the second coming.
Megafaun reconvened with sonic and spiritual collaborators Fight The Big Bull, Justin Vernon, and Sharon Van Etten last week and took their Sounds of the South project, a resurrection of the classic Alan Lomax field recordings, across the Mason-Dixon Line. Their host was the MusicNOW Festival, the wonderful work of Bryce Dessner (of The National) and his family, friends, and the sparkling and tough city of Cincinnati. The venue that weekend, Memorial Hall, was an undeniable presence — I’ll call it the 14th man to the lineup of thirteen performers, on stage for the first time together since the project’s birth last Fall in Durham, NC as a commission by Duke University for Megafaun to run with a vision.
On this night of May 13th in Cincinnati, the ground alive from a thunderstorm that blew the windows of the venue open as the group rehearsed earlier that day, we all felt something new. Between the music, the audience, and the players…through the stairwells and arches and the streetlight outside…there was something beyond a simple performance going on. For all my talk of resurrection, I’m not sure you really know the definition until it surprises you, til it fills up spaces inside you that you didn’t quite know you had.
In the balcony that night was Derrick Belcham of A Story Told Well, armed with a camera and a feeling. He’s released two videos from that night, two of the deepest-cutting moments featuring Justin and Sharon on vocals. I’ve posted one above and you can see the other here. The chills on your arms and legs can be your souvenir — they say more than I ever could. Thank you, Derrick.
Sounds of the South is just beginning. Stay tuned to Hometapes for your roadmap.
Thanks again to Bryce and the MusicNOW family for the chance to share Sounds of the South again…with the world and with ourselves.
Phil Cook & His Feat - Hungry Mother Blues
Megafaun’s Phil Cook has had another run in with nature. During the recording of his 2009 eponymous debut he battled a violent thunderstorm. This time around, “Mother Nature” has locked him in a room and asked him for more. With guitar, banjo, and dobro in hand, Phil Cook and His Feat offer up Hungry Mother Blues.
But before the first note is heard there’s the matter of the collage style cover art created by Catherine Edgerton of Midtown Dickens. It’s one of eroded images, worn out single paper dreams, and layers of a bit of one’s soul. Earth toned elements, taped and pasted together, re-figure and recycle creating something new; something beautiful. It’s a fine example of what good album art should do, one that accentuates the intimate, vulnerable and personal journey that embodies Cook’s Hungry Mother Blues.
Although recorded in a back room during a rare North Carolina ice storm, the album, conversely, acts as the perfect front porch summertime soundtrack. Providing us with unaltered instrumentals, Cook creates a score that invokes a polite nod to John Fahey, Elizabeth Cotton, and the finger-picking, slide stylings of early 20th century country and blues. Following an initial listen I wrote down three words in my notebook: birth / re-birth / and new beginnings. Those are the themes, or characters, I kept returning to as one song lead into the next. With each song, Cook allows his instruments to become alive, not in an effort to create perfection, but to justify their soul. He doesn’t play by the book; he plays from the heart. That’s what makes this record so real.
As a song-cycle, each of Hungry Mother Blues tracks are dedicated to someone in Cook’s life, be it a friend, a bandmate, or more importantly, Cook’s unborn child. Each one of these songs seems to be a chapter, or celebration, of those in his life. They play out so naturally and with ease, that you honestly feel the album is just for him. You’re welcome to pull up a stool, but whether you’re there or not, these songs are going to be played. The most accessible, longest and possibly the most refined track on the album is “Ballad Of A Hungry Mother.” An elegant mix of sharp slide work and deft fingerpicking, it may be the most visually inspiring song on the record. Dried creek beds, loose dressing gowns and red clay stained feet—dawning skies that break over pristine, dew laden fields—terrain sliced by the bare feet of a sacrificial mother.
Another standout lies with the last cut on the album, the slower paced calming that is “The Jensens.” Unlike anything else on the record, it is the “end of the show” track. The slide work is haunting as it saws the strings ever so eloquently. The chorus subtlety traces the lines left behind by “Lament and Lullabye.” It’s Cook’s El Dorado; His own “Tired Eyes”. The lanterns are dimmed and once again Cook tips his hat to the past. Sunset themes as the journey concludes. But does it? As the sun nips the horizon and the ice cover melts, there’s a sense this isn’t the end. Tomorrow’s a new day, a new beginning. The forces of nature will rear their heads once again, and thankfully Phil Cook will be there waiting for them.
Written by Matt Hayhurst
Originally Published May 9, 2011 on Aquarium Drunkard
Phil Cook & His Feat LP to be released by Trekky Records in a 3-part packaging, featuring a vinyl record, CD and MP3 download.
MP3: Phil Cook & His Feat - Ballad Of A Hungry Mother
Can’t wait!
Today Phil, BJ (our trusted engineer and producer) and I leave the incredible North Carolina fall for our old home of Wisconsin. We will arrive tomorrow evening at the same time that Joey flies in from Los Angeles. We will have a nice dinner with our parents (for Phil and I, that means our dad’s…