Relevant Noise: Small Wonder

a3556908290_10Small Wonder’s Wendy is one of those rare instances where music can complement life’s most beautiful moments perfectly. What Henry Crawford has done is encapsulate the pure essence of musing: fear, desire, desperation and – above all – hope. Though his cogitations may be small (pun-intended), their implications burst from the shackles of limitation and expand beyond conventional horizons. Understand, this is not Top 40 drivel, but the product of passion and ambition. Simply put – though it might be clichéd to say – this is the kind of stuff made for the ending of the summer’s biggest indie hit. Here, I’ll set the scene for you:

Interior, old beat up car – who gives a shit about the make or model. You and your estranged girlfriend – complete with short, color dyed hair – are coming home from some weekend getaway. The night is old and the sun begins to rise. “Thank god” you say to yourself, exhausted. Then to her “your turn to drive.” Only, she doesn’t answer. There, in the passenger seat, she’s in the midst of a sleep too deep for the minds of the greatest philosophers. You note that her face exhumes tranquility as you begin to contemplate what dreams may come her way. Clearly – in such a state of bliss – they must be pleasant. Smiling to yourself, you come to the only logical conclusion: “It’s only a couple more hours anyway.”

As Lost at Highway plays on the tape deck, you pray those hours don’t go by too quickly.


– Luke Amick

(Tracks to look out for: Wind Let Loose, Ball Lightning, and Lost at Highway)