In their own words, Bitter Calm writes “loud, slow songs about love and death, and they’ve never had so much fun.”
The Alabama-based band formed in the wake of tragedy for founder Michael Harp as he grieved the loss of his father. I love the name “Bitter Calm,” obviously a play on the term “bitter cold.” The name signifies the band’s commitment to honest storytelling — looking grief and love in the face and telling it like it is. Very on brand, Bitter Calm’s single “Don’t Look Down” begins with melancholy acoustic plucking.
The music video consists of an almost eerie collection of what looks to be home videos. With a haunting melody that progresses into an alternative folk ballad, Bitter Calm creates an atmosphere of reflection.
Music of this genre tends to illustrate an internal point of tension, the unfolding of some inner monologue. In the case of Bitter Calm’s “Don’t Look Down,” we hear the story of a man struggling to move on from his past. The music and lyrics carry a longing for some future light, something just out of reach. Our character almost loses hope that things will ever change as he mourns the reality of his own mortality. This theme continues as another element is introduced —uncertainty in love.
I’m the same as I ever was,
fixin’ to change.
Like the real thing was happening
just out of frame.I could fool myself into
laughing out loud at the pain.
I can hardly wait for the
rest of my life to begin.
At this point in the song, the instrumentation feels the stress of this new element. The music becomes louder and heavier, indicative of growing intensity. The vocals convey a pained urgency, but they drag in a way that makes you think they don’t really know what they want. In another situation, falling into love would be a positive feeling, but then you remember you’re afraid of heights. And it all might come crashing down.
Out of sight,
out of my mind.
I’m afraid of heights —
I forget that.
We’re falling into love.
She’s swimming in my head.
Unafraid of death —
Don’t forget that.
So what do you do when you’re afraid of falling and the one you’re falling for seems fearless? You argue with yourself again and again. You beg yourself to not let past hurts harm your future. To never let yourself be hurt again. To never forget the bravery you see in the person standing in front of you. Back and forth, you and your inner critic say:
Oh, I won’t.
(You will.)