There is a group of compelling, bewitching folk songs that are part of American's cultural DNA: murder ballads, work songs, sea shanties. Though many of them originated in the British Isles, immigrants brought them here and filtered them through American experiences, making them part of the foundation of American music.
And they are weird. From songs narrated by a bird witnessing murder committed by a spurned lover to a song about a fiddle made of flesh and bone playing the song of its creation, they explore-as Greil Marcus famously dubbed it-the old, weird America.
The songs may seem initially clear, but they're also impossible to completely understand. Even when you're looking at them you can't quite see them, as in a dream, or a nightmare. Listening to them, it often feels that there's an entire world of meaning beneath the lyrics and the events described that one knows is there but has no hope of accessing. It's that sense of mystery and wonder and memory that is present in each story in Labor and Love.
