You have to hear this song.
I mean, really.
Take a minute out of your busy life, click play, and listen. Because it’s so good.
I had tears in my eyes the first time I heard it, last Saturday night, under glistening strings of white lights at the Oddfellows Hall in Thessalon, Ontario, during my time there with Stories in the North.
Called Plant a Seed, the song was written and performed by Christina Foster and Greg Maclachlan of The Crossroad Magdalenes.
Written for Swarm, it perfectly captures the yearning of living life up against the risky edge of a crumbling society, with so many options stripped away.
“Everything is dead / the world has turned blood red / dark and cold but I still want it. / Everyone will die the birds will still all fly / I plant a seed that I still want it all,” they sing.
Christina gets it, for special reasons.
The recipient of a double lung transplant, she talked to me after the event – as we drove west on the pitch black highway to find the dirt laneway that would bring us to the after-party – about what it was like to look death in the face.
It was the same stretch of highway where my own mother and brother had almost died thirty-four years ago.
So isn’t this a human truth?
How we yearn for what we could have. How we strive, while hauling the bulky weight of the past along with us. They got it: that’s what Swarm is about.
Cold and dark but I still want it…
Like it is for the refugees, my mother said, after I played the song for her. Like it is for so many in the world living what we would experience as “post-apocalyptic realities.”
Plant a Seed is a beautiful song, and not only for me, the author of the novel it’s written for. I feel awed by such talent echoing my own words.
Thank you, Greg and Christina, and Angie Gallop, and the board, of Stories in the North, for helping facilitate these profound connections.