Birdie is the third track on my six track mini-album 'Chirrup' and also inspired the name of this release, due for September. Birdie is available to download at a special price of just 1.50 in leading up to the launch, so get it whilst its hot! You can also find the preorder and details of 'Chirrup', as well as tickets for the launch gig under the
Birdie is the third track on my six track mini-album 'Chirrup' and also inspired the name of this release, due for September. Birdie is available to download at a special price of just £1.50 in leading up to the launch, so get it whilst its hot! You can also find the preorder and details of 'Chirrup', as well as tickets for the launch gig under the Shop and the Gigs & Events tab.
Birdie follows the story of a young blackbird, not yet a fledgling, that falls out of its nest whilst mum and dad aren’t around. This little birdie is looking around in awe of the world, hearing sounds in all their glory, literally feeling new ground. It’s magical. But, just behind the bushes, a magpie watches, it plots its next meal. Alone, young and bewildered, this little birdie is a perfect desert.
The perspective flips back to the voice watching over our little birdie, who still is yet to uncover the looming presence through the greenery. “Listen” the voice cries, “Oh listen there’s something in the branches” but birdie doesn’t understand this danger yet. The leaves shift and crunch and our little birdie hopes for his mother’s return through the bushes, needing the comfort of two, ironically represented by the use of the magpie rhyme, “one for sorrow, two for joy”. But little birdie, chirrup and cry for your mother, she’s nearby, though you can’t see, and she doesn’t see this danger.
I’m after you, curious thing. I see you there. The magpie makes its move, our little blackbird cries and yelps in confusion and fear… and then, we fly. Mother heard you, little one.
Lyrics:
Listen, listen to the world, Hear heart beats pounding, Find why the branches are swaying
Chirrup, chirrup and see who responds, Pipe out and cry for your mother, Twitter but see no one flying
I’m after you, curious thing. I see you there, oh oh, Ayea, yada, ooh, ooooh
Listen, oh listen there’s something in the branches, Your hopes are raised, it could be your mother, It seems we need two for joy
But chirrup, oh chirrup and see who responds, Pipe out and cry for your mother, Twitter but see no one flying
I’m after you, curious thing. I see you there, oh oh, Ayea, yada, ooh, ooooh
Ayea, yada, ooooh, da da doh, Oooh, it’s coming, Ooohhh, now we fly....