Call it an art song or a jazz ballad. Katie Chriest sings. The song opens with a gamelan of cows wearing cowbells I recorded while hiking in the French Pyrenees near Lescun. The cows are allowed to wander in the woods - rather surprising on first encounter!
lyrics
When melancholia grips, she leads you by the fingertips to gray
At time's glacial pace you fall into her soft embrace, you fade
Clouds wink the dull sun's eye, branches claw the sky
You're frozen here in time as seconds fly
When melancholia sighs your soul drains away, to gray
Frozen here in place as the earth drifts off in space
On bare tree gray sky day...
Ian Russell took isolation as a chance to get closer with his guitar, resulting in this lovely set of meditative acoustic instrumentals. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 1, 2020