A couple of days ago I really fell in love with a bird song. I have been surrounded by the songs of birds in Croton where I live but I only think of it in a general way. I use the birdsong to wake in the morning, to know when spring has arrived. But I have not fallen in love with any particular birdsong. Never got out the book, never memorized calls.
But this is different, this is love at first listening. This one bird sings an octave below anything else and seems to have its own special effects. It plays along and lonely simple melodies that really trigger my modes. A two note figure “Hey nonny……Hey! nonny…” just dropping down one note on the white keys. Then a suprise motif straight out of Wagner. Slow and stately – it lets the other birds do the heavy lifting of creating a general hubub. Reminds me of Miles Davis in the late fifties and early sixties, so sans actual identification cause I’ve never seen this bird, I call it the “kinda blue-bird”. Here I am puzzling over its sound two mornings ago.
And then today I had a real cross species experience. The “kinda blue-bird” and I had an extended jam. You can even hear the bird pick up rhythmic motifs from my log drumming. I edited out some measures because the full 8 min jam is too long for the web but I didnt change any timing or slide anything around. This is how it was for the “kinda blue-bird” and me. By the way, the “kinda blue-bird” carries its instrument whereever it flies. I do the same with my recording gear so I’m ready. But for an instrument I had to make do with playing on the stump of a downed tree that had some very resonating slots. So this is a cross-species duet between the bird and a human playing on a found slot drum.
I’m not shy. Its windy and many many flies attacking the microphones in my ears, so the scarf is my binaural windscreen, and gives me peace from the flies!