Can you feel their haunting presence?
Can you feel their haunting presence?
LIAR! KILLER! DEMON!
Back to the river Aras
SOAD has become my new official mountain-biking band, replacing the Pretenders. The king is dead -- long live the king!
Years ago, when I first discovered the "Trail of Tears" and the West Barnstable Conservation Area on Cape Cod -- my favorite mountain-biking place in the world -- I had a cassette tape of the Pretenders' first two albums (which I had recorded off vinyl). I pulled out that cassette every year and listen to it while mountain biking on my aged Mongoose "Rockadile" until my even more aged Sony Walkman gave up the ghost. Since then, I've listened to a musical potpourri on my mountain bike rides there and elsewhere. But with Hypnotize and Mezmerize, I've finally found music that is worthy of succeeding the Pretenders.
Chrissie Hynde of the Pretenders |
I'm not the world's most accomplished mountain biker. I'm pretty timid, and that's what usually gets you into trouble. The worst thing you can do on a mountain bike is slow down and try to steer your way through rocks and tree roots -- you usually do better if you speed up and plow straight ahead, letting your momentum take you through the tough spots.
An "endo" |
I love to get off the pavement and on to the dirt even though I do it rarely -- mostly because it usually requires that you strap a bike rack on your car and drive somewhere. (I can ride out of my garage and be on the paved Rock Creek hiker-biker trail to Lake Needwood in about five minutes, so that's what I do most of the time.) The West Barnstable trails are perfect for me -- long stretches of relatively easy singletrack with enough climbs and drops and twist and turns and rocks and tree roots to challenge me.
Here's a map of the area -- it totals 1114 acres.
I park at the blue "P" in the lower left-hand corner, and ride in on that long red line -- which indicates the course of the "Trail of Tears" -- that heads mostly north from that parking area. (There are numerous unmarked trails as well.) I know I don't make it all the way around the Trail of Tears.
Here's a map of the area -- it totals 1114 acres.
Map of West Barnstable, MA conservation area |
By the way, the Cape Cod Airport that appears on this map is not the commercial airport for the Cape -- that's in Hyannis. This airport is a small grass-field airport with glider rides and even an open-cockpit biplane that will take you up for a ride. (I took my older kids up in that biplane many years ago.)
Waco YMF-5 biplane |
Republic RC-3 "Seabee" |
My Mongoose "Rockadile" (with big-ass 2.10-inch tires) |
I know I passed the SW1 through SW4 markers, and I have photos of the W2, W10, and W27. But I'm pretty sure I did not hit all the W markers between the W2 and W10, or between the W10 and W27. (I'm pretty lost most of the time when I ride here, if by "lost" you mean not knowing how to get directly back to your starting place -- I always get there eventually, but it often involves some doubling back and trying all the different trails at an intersection in turn until I find the right one.) I don't think I saw any markers other than W and SW markers, so I covered maybe 1/3 of the whole trail system at most. But that's enough to keep me busy for 2 or 3 hours -- I may cover as much as 10 or 12 miles during a ride, but probably no more than that.
Here's an extraordinary video of a mountain biker riding the Trail of Tears on a rainy day. He starts riding from the same parking lot I start from. But unlike me, he goes like a bat out of hell. (I've gotta get me one of them helmet-cams!)
I often do the whole ride without seeing a single other rider. I don't get that. The locals I see there tell me there is no better mountain-biking destination on the Cape. But the last time I rode -- on a beautiful Saturday afternoon during August, when the number of vacationers visiting the Cape is at its peak -- I saw exactly two other riders in almost three hours on the trails.
I wish this silly dual-suspension Specialized was my bike |
And if someone catches me from behind and wants to pass (I ride a little slower than most mountain bikers) I'm playing my music so loudly that I never become aware of them until they are right on my tail and screaming at me. Being startled in that way can result in you yanking the handlebars sharply to the right and riding right into a tree. (No thanks.)
West Parish Church historical marker |
The church is a very plain, even severe, but a beautiful structure nonetheless.
West Parish Congregational Church (West Barnstable, MA) |
The Old Village Store |
Here's one of Anne's prints:
"Sunflowers at Beachpoint," by Anne Boucher |
"Late September Evening/Corn Hill," by Anne Boucher |
Enough about mountain biking and West Barnstable -- let's get to the song, which may have replaced "Lost in Hollywood" as my leader in the clubhouse among SOAD songs. (I also have their two previous CDs, but have not listened to them yet.)
"Mountain Song" was carefully constructed -- it uses two musical elements to immediately grab the listener's attention and create drama. The initial line, which is repeated -- "Can you feel their haunting presence?" -- is presumably a reference to the victims of the Armenian genocide. (SOAD's members are Armenian-Americans, and several of their songs relate in some way to that historical incident.)
"Can" is held for four beats -- a whole note -- as is "you." "Feel" and "their" are half notes (two beats each), while each of the syllables of "haunting presence" is a quarter note.
In other words:
CAN
(1, 2, 3, 4)
YOU
(1, 2, 3, 4)
FEEL THEIR
(1, 2, 3, 4)
HAUNT-ING PRE-SENCE?
(1, 2, 3, 4)
This constant and regular acceleration -- initially one drawn-out syllable to a measure, then two, then four (or, to put it another way, whole notes followed by half notes and then quarter notes) -- is quite effective. In addition, each syllable moves up a step on the scale, which also cranks up the tension even though the volume remains constant and relatively quiet.
That changes suddenly as the singer almost screams "LIAR! KILLER! DEMON!" Take my word for it, it'll get your attention.
"Someone's blank stare deemed it warfare" is another do-re-mi walk up the scale that leads into "LIAR! KILLER! DEMON!"
The Aras River |
As for the title of the song, the "holy mountains" are the mountains of Ararat, which Genesis says was where Noah's ark came to rest. The dominant mountain in the area is Mount Ararat, which is almost 17,000 feet high.
Mount Ararat dominates the skyline of Yerevan, the Armenian capital, and is featured in the Armenian coat of arms, but the mountain has been located on Turkish soil since the Ottoman Empire was dissolved and the Republic of Turkey was created after World War I.
Mount Ararat as seen from Yerevan, capital of Armenia |
Here's "Holy Mountains":
Here's a link to use to buy the song from iTunes:
Click here if you prefer Amazon:
Cape Cod + genocide = good reading.
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