i olive heart you.

Last Monday I had the chance to go see Bowerbirds at Kilby Court. It has been about a year since I saw them last. They have been one of my favorite bands for a long time. Last year I planned my vacation to Germany around their concert and convinced some guy I didn't know (a friend of my cousin's) to drive me to Frankfurt to find an old bread factory (the Brotfabrik) where they were playing. It was one of the best shows I had ever seen! But this one topped it!! I am tempted to follow them around the country going to every single show they play and singing along at the top of my lungs.


Bowerbirds at the Brotfabrik, 2008


This is one of my favorite songs of theirs.

Olive Hearts (click on the link to hear the song)

With my toes dangling into the sea,
Into a fog, into a lonely drink
Don't lift me up,
I'm a wreck, I know
Still, I've got miles to walk from the cape along the coast
And we'll play helicopter in the sand
And bite our thumbs at the acquaintances,
And make it known we're on par for the evening,
And take the butcher's knife through my words again

Then, in walk, the mannered men
With their smoke-screened eyes
And the sequined girls
With their skirts hemmed high
And you will know from this
That it's all to start.
Our glasses clink,
And our plastic swords stab our olive hearts

All night like a friendly ghost
We haunt the ins and outs of this house of our gracious host
And give thanks, but not much helps.
And so here is where we give the toast:
Cheers to the wives of the drunks
Cheers to the husbands that tag along for good luck
Cheers to the miles it took to get here
Cheers to the the nerve it takes to forget who we are

Then, in walk, the mannered men
With their smoke-screened eyes
And the sequined girls
With their skirts hemmed high
And you will know from this
That it's all to start.
Our glasses clink,
And our plastic swords stab our olive hearts