LYRICS XAVIER RUDD SPIRIT BIRD HOW TO

With Rudd, the higher he goes the more he seems to be opening himself up emotionally and spiritually for his audience.

Most people have enough difficulty obtaining the high notes they are satisfied merely with reaching them and usually end up sacrificing expression in the attempt. In fact, it seems to have the opposite effect. Yet, unlike others, when he forges up into the higher altitudes of his scale the quality of his vocal expression doesnвЂ™t change. His vocal range is equally impressive as he ranges from a forceful alto right up to almost falsetto on occasion. Pictures of him on stage show him sitting in the centre of a construct literally bristling with instruments: a row of yidakis in the front, top hat snares off to each side, stomp box and bass drum pedals at his feet, and assorted percussion scattered around within easy reach. Not only does he play all these instruments, but when he appears in concert he is set up so he can be playing as many as possible as once. I could tell you that Rudd is an extraordinary multi-instrumentalist who plays slide guitar, regular guitar, percussion, drums, and the indigenous Australian instrument the yidakis (referred to as didgeridoo by Europeans).

LYRICS XAVIER RUDD SPIRIT BIRD HOW TO

IвЂ™ve been listening to a downloaded copy of his latest release, Spirit Bird, coming out on Side One Dummy records June 5 2012, for about a week now and I still havenвЂ™t been able to figure out how to put into words the effect the CD has on me. The problem is Rudd is one of the few musical artists around these days who I react to on a purely emotional level. While thatвЂ™s a lot shorter than my reviews tend to run (and according to some thatвЂ™s a positive) it doesnвЂ™t really tell you much about him, his music, or why I think heвЂ™s so great. However, for some reason when it comes to Xavier Rudd, all I can ever come up with is вЂњholy shit, this guy is fucking awesomeвЂќ. Normally I find a way to list the reasons I like someoneвЂ™s work without crossing over the line so the review becomes a fan letter. Ask me how I feel about the music industry in general or some of the so called celebrities/singers who somehow are referred to as artists and watch me go. Well, I can be as nasty as the next person. ItвЂ™s cool to think critics hate music and only exist to run down your favourites or to say nasty things about people you like. I know that sounds like a stretch to some of you. You start gushing all over the page about how damn amazing somebody is and nobody is going take your review seriously, it will dismissed as the ravings of some fan. However the difficulty comes when you come across somebody who wonвЂ™t let you be objective. After a few years of doing this you get so it becomes almost rote. You look at a group or personвЂ™s work within the context of the genre they work in and ask yourself how they stack up against others like them. Keep fighting for your culture, now keep fighting for your land.As a reviewer or critic youвЂ™re supposed to provide some sort of objective opinion on whatever it is youвЂ™re writing about.

Soldier on soldier on my good country man. Spirit bird she creaks and groans she knows she has, seen this all before she has, seen this all before.

Many tribes of a modern kind, doing brand new work, same spirit by side, joining hearts and hand and ancestral twine, ancestral twine. Give it time and wonder why do what we can laugh an we cry and we sleep in your dust because we've seen this all before.Д¬ulture fades with tears and grace leaving us stunned hollow with shame we have seen this all, seen this all before.

Lyrics xavier rudd spirit bird