Here’s a collaboration with the kids from when I was on paternity leave. Margot hollered from her little baby seat as she watched me track the drum sequencer without realizing I had the microphone live on my Tascam. Gus lent a hand with the artwork.

He’s been really into post-apocalyptic stories lately — probably something to do with the agency these kids have in a totally new world without adults. Plus he just loves scary things.

There’s plenty to fear these days, and this is a song about facing down hard times while holding onto a commitment to making things. I often feel like I could be doing more in the face of injustice and oppression, and, while true, ceasing to create is admitting a kind of defeat too. So here’s a song about making love while making war. About creating the future we hope for instead of accepting a prescribed future as inevitable.

This song was born out of a songwriting course offered by Jenn Wasner through the School of Song. Taking a cue from her and doing some fun polyrhythmic stuff, here, over a 5/4 time signature.

Picture perfect apocalyptic parade
Marching toward the brink of the abyss now
Sky is falling. Kaleidoscopic visions
What you gonna do about it today?

The wolf is back at the door
So we’ll make love while we’re making war

“Inevitable” is purely propaganda
There’s a future, they can’t snuff it out now
Grab the baby. It’s only revolution
Surely as the Earth around the sun now

The wolf is back at the door
So we’ll make love while we’re making war

In the morning, yeah, you’re gonna feel it
Things are gonna look a little different
Little birdie tapping on my window
Things are gonna look a little different

The wolf is back at the door
So we’ll make love while we’re making war
The wolf is back at the door
So we’ll make love while we’re making w