Birds & the Beasties
The junk boats shuddered on the harbor, flapping their bat-winged sails as rippling water began to foam at the matchstick hulls. The sudden tossing roused fishermen, who wobbled out into the night just in time to catch a sleepy glimpse of the great wave before it swept them up, up, up, and away. The rumble, which had caused the ocean to grumble, traveled through the core of the earth, stirring the magma, sending cracks through the mantle, and chipping away the crust with the force of an army of pick-crazy dwarves. Swimming out through the atmosphere in great warbling waves, cracking the moon into two and causing the constellations to dance like marionettes, the rumble continued to gain strength and feed-back upon itself until it's resonance had thoroughly saturated the very fabric of time itself. If one were to trace the great vibration back to the source, they might have as much luck as a bearded and bedrunken Irish stablehand searching for a pot of gold at the end of an exhaust pipe. But, this being said, if one held a good deal more luck than that cursed, soot-faced scallywag, they might find at the rumbling's heart a humble yet delicately curved phonograph horn, crackling out the sweet sounds of the birds and the beasties. This CD also comes with a claymation music video for 'Last Transmission,' a real magical treat.