Anchored by vivid songwriting and eclectic instrumentation, The Acorn produce an original brand of experimental, popular folk music that effortlessly marries modern and traditional forms. Inspired by the natural beauty of the Outaouais region, and with his principle projects all on hiatus, Rolf Klausener started writing under the moniker The Acorn in the summer of 2002.
Initially an excuse to teach himself home-recording, these furtive experiments quickly started eating up the majority of his free time. These early musings would eventually become The Acorn’s first full-length release, The Pink Ghosts. A mellifluous, mostly-instrumental tribute to the Ottawa region, The Pink Ghosts was by released in July 2004 on Jon Bartlett’s proudly independent community-based label, Kelp Records. By this time, The Acorn had grown to include the talents of guitarist Jeff Debutte, visual artist and guitarist Howie Tsui and drummer Jeffrey Malecki.
In the fall of 2005, they released Blankets! , a more melodically focused effort showcasing the bands emerging synthesis of experimental folk and pop. Blankets! earned the band notable praise from CBC radio, independent media, and campus radio stations across the country. Inspired by the road and the communities they discovered beyond their sleepy capital city, The Acorn made every effort to travel the country, touring independently and as often as they could. Throughout 2005, they forged ties with a new, burgeoning independent Canadian music scene which grew to include Ohbijou, We’re Marching On, Snailhouse, Elliott Brood, Montreal’s People for Audio and many more.
A genealogical quest in late 2005 would prove to be the bands most challenging and sprawling project to date. Having lost his father to cancer at the age of 16, Rolf began conducting interviews with his Honduran-born Mother, Gloria Esperanza Montoya, to help form a more complete picture of his family. These interviews, both harrowing and awe-inspiring, would push Rolf to apply for several arts grants to produce a song-cycle based on them. In the spring of 2006, The Acorn was awarded an Ontario Arts Council grant and City of Ottawa music grant to produce Glory Hope Mountain. The immensity and scope of the project triggered an insurmountable bout of writers block, forcing Rolf to spend his time poring over his recorded interviews and researching Honduran native music and culture. Taking a break from the album, the band called up Montreal friend, pianist Keiko Devaux, and booked three days at Ottawa’s legendary Little Bullhorn Prods (Kathleen Edwards, Wooden Stars, Howe Gelb, etc.) to document some older material. It might have been the nausea-inducing heat, or the clock on the wall, but the band squeezed out three new songs as well, and walked out of the studio that weekend with a new six song EP titled Tin Fist.
Tin Fist was released on Toronto’s Paper Bag Records (Woodhands, Laura Barrett, Deadly Snakes, Tokyo Police Club, etc.) in late 2006 to glowing reviews. The band followed with their first headlining tour. With the unerring expertise of Little Bullhorn’s Jarrett Bartlett and a lot of borrowed equipment, The Acorn spent the first seven months of 2007 finishing Glory Hope Mountain in a rented house in Ottawa’s Centretown.
Not quite biography nor musical folk tale, Glory Hope Mountain, harbours the triumphs, discoveries, sorrow and life-affirming adventures of a life both remarkable and happily modest. Armed with drums, gut-strings, ukuleles, marimbas and the collective’s best songwriting to date, The Acorn created a stirring musical document. Since the release of Glory Hope Mountain, The Acorn have graced the cover of Canada’s National music magazine, Exclaim, garnered innumerable rave reviews across Canada, the United States, and abroad, both online and in print, and were nominated to the 2008 Polaris Award long list.
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Almanac
The Acorn Lyrics
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and a fever on your breath
you're anchored to the tide
and the rhythm in your chest
I read the rings and count the city lights
you sing a static sonnet on the dial
you could talk a walk, through the mines
or you could spend all your days
the stones that skip, the dust that turns to fire
I see it all reflected in your eyes
The Acorn's song "Almanac" is a beautiful and introspective piece about the seasons of life and human nature. The lyrics are an exploration of the singer's perspective on his lover, who personifies nature itself. The opening line, "There's a season in your eyes," sets the tone for the rest of the song, as the singer views his lover as a physical representation of the changing seasons. The references to the tide and city lights reinforce this imagery, highlighting the natural and man-made elements of the world that his lover embodies.
The second verse is where the singer delves into the unique qualities of his lover - the "static sonnet on the dial" being a metaphor for her constant presence in his life. This is juxtaposed with the suggestion that she could leave and wander through the "mines," but instead chooses to stay with him through the changing seasons. The final line of the verse is particularly poignant - "you could spend all your days just waiting for the night" - suggesting that his lover's devotion to him is unwavering, even in the darkest of times.
The final verse is a call back to the natural world, as the singer observes his lover's reflection in the stones that skip and the dust that turns to fire. This verse brings together all of the references to nature and personifies them within his lover, suggesting that even as the seasons change and the world moves on, she is a constant reminder of the beauty and power of nature. "Almanac" is a poignant and timeless song that speaks to the human condition in a truly unique way.
Line by Line Meaning
There's a season in your eyes
Your eyes reflect the changing seasons and emotions within you
and a fever on your breath
You exhale with passion and intensity
you're anchored to the tide
You are grounded and connected to the ebb and flow of life
and the rhythm in your chest
Your heart beats in time with the music of the world
I read the rings and count the city lights
I observe your experiences and can see the urban energy that has influenced you
you sing a static sonnet on the dial
Despite the chaos, you remain calm and steady
you could talk a walk, through the mines
Your strength allows you to navigate difficult situations with ease
or you could spend all your days
You have the choice to live your life in any way you choose
just waiting for the night
You are content to enjoy the quiet stillness of the darkness
the stones that skip, the dust that turns to fire
You have the power to transform even the smallest things into something brilliant
I see it all reflected in your eyes
Your eyes are a window into your soul and all that you represent
Writer(s): Jeffrey Wilfred Elliott Debutte, Thadius Jeffrey Malecki, Howard Ho Yan Tsui, Patrick Noel Johnson, Rolf Carlos Klausener, Patrick Johnson Copyright: Glory Hope Mountain, Songs For Beans, Ram Island Songs, Songs Of Smp, Songs Mp
Contributed by Allison C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@josedavidbelalcazar1271
here's a season in your eyes
and a fever on your breath
you're anchored to the tide
and the rhythm in your chest
I read the rings and count the city lights
you sing a static sonnet on the dial
you could talk a walk, through the mines
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or you could spend all your days
just waiting for the night
the stones that skip, the dust that turns to fire
I see it all reflected in your eyes
@SparkzMxzXZ
"..and if mrs weaver wants to divorce you... then i think she's batshit crazy"
i love this scene lol
@Monkey_D_Kuzey
CRAZY STUPID LOVE IS THE BESTTTTT
@alisalman3265
That was a very sad scene between them in the car
@illidanvictoria3601
and then she proceeds to do some batshit crazy shit lmao
@sleptking1707
It’s been a while since I’ve listened to this song, it’s good to get away from it and come back to how beautiful it is, i used to listen to it when it was sunny outside in my back garden, weird.
@viciousbane569
Crazy, Stupid, Love brought me here
@simplesoul6998
Same
@nicolasgauna2788
Si
@tanyawishlove6050
Dittoooooooooo
@gonzo1863
Word!!