“The Fire Theft” by The Fire Theft
The Greeks tell of a great champion of humanity, a Titan, Prometheus. In a great act of revolution, Prometheus stole the fire that Zeus had withheld from mortals, and gave it to them. His punishment was to be eternally chained to a rock, alone in the mountains, while a giant eagle visited him each day to feast on his internal organs.
“I wanna hide in a cave, when I can grab hold of love if I want it.”
If I were chained to a rock, alone, being eaten by a big bird, I would have all the time I needed to brood on my misery, my loneliness, my anger, and my fear. And It would probably sound like The Fire Theft. Jeremy Enigk’s voice pierces with every word, straining, emoting. He screams as if he can’t be heard. He whispers as if he’s hiding.
“Wheels keep spinning around, still figuring out just where to begin. Head still sissy, in clouds, still figuring out where to fit in.”
The album’s almost ten years old now. And it hasn’t aged at all. It’s still as fresh as when I first heard it. It still calls to the isolated part of me, still screams at the fearful part of me, still soothes the worried part of me.
“Raise your arms and we’ll lift up this sky, holding stars.”
This is one of those albums that, the louder I play it, the more I recognize that the voice is my voice as well. That what strains so greatly to break out of the song has root in me as well. It’s one of those albums that’s as much a mirror as it is a thrill to listen to.
“I can’t see the day now that I’ve buried my life away. Can I dig it out again?”
Speaking of Prometheus…
Yeah, it’s Ridley Scott and it’s science fiction. So I can’t wait!