Because birds are also wild slim aliens.
Because this one will be just songs and pictures – with maybe the occasional word or two if I really can’t stop myself.
Because it will also enable me to learn more about birds. I’m no ornithologist, but I’d like to use this blog as an excuse for discovery. And perhaps find myself more able to spot certain birds for real, out on the Common and elsewhere.
Because there will be the twitcher’s thrill of the chase. When – to take just three hard-to-come-by birds – will I spot a song about a whimbrel, a teal, or a ring ouzel?
And because rooks as well as nightingales fly through my dreams.
I’m not too worried if a song’s not so much about the bird in question as that bird being used anthropomorphically – for example, I don’t know for sure whether the geese in The National’s ‘The geese of Beverly Road’ really are geese, or just a bunch of squawking humans doing a very good job of impersonating our migrant friends. More often than not, when a bird is being invoked in the title of a song, it’s for its symbolic qualities. Perhaps that will prove invariably to be the case.
For now, for variety’s sake, by and large I’m going to concentrate on individual species instead of generic bird songs (like ‘Bird on the wire’), unless I get caught short. Place your bets now for the species of bird that ends being the most regularly featured. And please do email your suggestions.
The Eagles are banned, by the way. Unless someone can convince me to unban them. It will take a large amount of money, or an extremely persuasive argument.