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Song in Plaster - The Microphones, “I Want Wind to Blow”

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The skin on my shoulders was gold.
The place Edward always took his son was enclosed from every angle by trees. Time had stacked rock on rock and moss gilded and glorified an altar-shaped pile. Water ran from under a tall rock face into a pool and a forever-decaying evergreen sprouted mushrooms. In a warmer climate you could almost live there. Branches hung down like curtains.

Edward first brought his son out a few weeks after the boy’s birth. He did not lay him on the rocks, but on the ground, where the boy dug heel into the ground and turned the soil. “Know the dust, because you go back to it,” he said to himself and the boy; but he smiled.

The place changed only slightly, over time. They sang against the rock face, whatever words and melodies came to them; some psalms, some about pissing against the rock wall.

Birds knew the place. They nested high and sang along. One morning they found a big cat, a young cougar, had fallen from the clifftop, face dashed on the rock pile. They cleaned him and kept the toothless skull perched in the wall. “It looks like a giant snake head,” the boy said. “Looks harmless,” Edward said.

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One Response to “Song in Plaster - The Microphones, “I Want Wind to Blow””

  1. Gabriel Stevenson on May 18th, 2009 12:38 pm

    This is awesome. I’m so glad someone wrote about this song, because it has to be one of my favorites ever.

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