On Mums Favourite

Or, how hernia’s increase the rate of cultural disconnection…

Well, digi-scrubbers, as I delve into the enigma that is Mums Favourite and their latest offering, "Wind In The Willows," I can't help but find a peculiar sense of solace. You see, these resilient strains of music have been a soothing balm for me during the countless hours of convalescence, nursing persistent hernias. If you've ever wondered about the joys of bed rest after a seemingly permanent wave of protrusions, then my tale might shed some light on the matter.

Mums Favourite, these purported maestros of the modern soundscape, have unveiled their newest auditory concoction, and it arrives just in time to elevate my spirits amidst the convoluted saga of my own recovery. As I lay there, suspended in the netherworld of rest and recuperation, their 90’s styled fusion of femme-rock, funky rhythms, and Mike Patton melodies washed over me. And as lead vocalist Sash channeled her inner Janis Joplin, I found a peculiar kinship with the soaring melodies. Modern Rock, it seemed, had become my refuge, my solace, my escape from the mundane and the uncomfortable.

Their songwriting, though, is a tad melodramatic. Drawing inspiration from an Italian Greyhound named Willow, they've spun a yarn about unconditional honesty, love, and consistency—the very virtues that seemed to elude me during those trying times of recovery. It took me longer to heal than it took them to concoct this tune, which only further increased the cultural chasm between me and this modern generation’s approach to the post-grunge paradigm.

The breeze they sing of, carrying the secrets of life, was much like the passage of time during my convalescence. It came and went, revealing truths whether I was prepared for them or not. I did scratch my head, wondering what dogs have to do with any of this. According to them, this song is about some breeze that brings the secrets of life, invading your space whether you want it to or not. Regardless their song mirrored my own journey towards healing—whether a slow, meandering breeze of recovery, or the occasional bark punctuating the invasions of personal space and unexpected revelations.

And as I lay there, contemplating the mysteries of life, I couldn't help but wonder if I was becoming a relic of the past, increasingly disconnected from the cultural zeitgeist. Perhaps my prolonged recovery was a blessing in disguise, a shield against the rapid pace of change that has left me bewildered.

As Mums Favourite's soundscape unfolded, I found myself transported to the eye of a musical tornado, where rhythms and melodies entwined, and Sash's vocals soared like a beacon of hope. It was in those moments that I forgot about my own aches and pains, swept up in the transcendent force of their music.

Yes, their nomination in the Rock Category at the 2022 South Australian Music Awards and their global reach on streaming platforms left me pondering whether I'd ever truly grasp the pulse of this generation. But then again, perhaps that's the beauty of music—it bridges generational gaps, providing moments of connection and healing, even when we least expect it.

So, dear bugle riders, as I reflect on this musical sojourn, I'm reminded that the healing power of music transcends time and cultural disconnect. While the persistence of hernias may have prolonged my cultural befuddlement, it was also music like "Wind In The Willows" that provided the threads of connection that stitched me back together, one hernia at a time.