Wickerbird is Blake Cowan. Homesick and disillusioned by his impending transition to mature society, he concluded his sophomore year of college in New York City and returned to his native Washington State. There, in a borrowed trailer, buried among the foothills of Mt. Rainier, he found rest. More however, he found time. It was in this time of stasis and lucidity that he resigned himself at last to open his consciousness, confront the haunting truths of life and to extract his own answers from the unanswerable.
The sounds of Wickerbird are the manifested revelations, fears, and raw emotions begotten in his mountainside reveries. Equally though, they are the emotions of the mountain itself, lending its own eternal voice to the fill the silence, soaking into the cracks and crevices.
“The Crow Mother” finds its lead character in the wood–the birdcalls and pattering rain and snapping fire all as crucial and telling as the whispers and guitar that surround them.
“The Crow Mother” is a realization of temporality, and so fraught with the all the pain, joy, and longing such a realization brings. More though, it is an amiable acceptance, a found peace and a celebration of the beauty, purity and innocence residing in our many moments.
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