Black Perch strongly underscores a conjecture that The Doorbells Are Ringing carefully germinated last year: We are obviously witnessing the renaissance of Mark Kozelek and Sun Kil Moon as a singer songwriter/ folk power.
Around and straight following Common as Light and Love are Red Valleys of Blood Mark Kozelek poured his reputation into a relatively uncontrolled stream (musically meandering mostly redundant in content the Old-Man-Yelling-At-Clouds-in-
That The Doors Are Ringing 2022 (without actually wanting to discard new mannerisms) represented a pretty fantastic return to the old form might well be overlooked in that respect. But now at the latest, with the recent standalone single Black Percheven the most alienated fan (not by numerous accusations, but in view of the musical development) cannot avoid noticing that there is a blatant regarding-face in Kozelek’s form curve – going back to the roots, so to speak, old-schoolSun Kil Moon targeting.
In any case, the almost six minutes of the single are woven around a beautiful melody, modest and calm and deliberate. Narrator Kozelek wanders through memories of birds and fish and other presumably Christian parables, anecdotes from Bosport too, of course, before the once more so cautiously and nuanced supporting female backing vocals from Mary Graham found the beginning of his singing voice, presents himself as a satisfied and grateful thinker (“I’ll never forget what these nights are worth/ Waking up next to you, to the sound of birds“), without really having to revise the way the lyrics were written over the past ten years, while the acoustically intimate, unobtrusive acoustic background feels like a comforting coming home. A finale that winds up harmoniously in folk music is then the appropriate icing on the cake of this treat of a song.
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