“That song was the second one I wrote after we moved across town here in Durham, right, and our new backyard, the hawks were landing in it, which I suspect they were doing because there were two new cats in the neighborhood, sort of checking it out. But, uh, but if you get more than one hawk, like, two hawk sightings in your backyard in the space of a week, for an excitable animal person like me, that means you just won at life, you know, everything else is great, once I’m, you know I really love to have animals in my environment, I would live in a zoo if I could. So yeah, there was this hawk in the back, and my wife knows a lot about birds and she was explaining, how, uh, it does this, this is not going to translate well on radio but they do this thing with their necks where they sort of looking like they’re checking you out, and that’s because they’re getting perspective to figure out how far you are from them in case they need to eat you, right, And, uh, and I thought that was awesome, so I got this really sort of surrounded vibe from them, um, and I was, you know, there’s something really neat about feeling surveilled by, by birds of prey.” ~John Darnielle
Who will rise and who will sink?
Who’s going to stand his ground
and who’s going to blink?
Surge forward from Van Cortlandt Park
like frightened sheep
Spirit throngs that hoist us high,
three thousand warriors deep
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