Apricot Blush - “Where Blew a Flower, May a Flower No More”
I’m not super familiar with Inuit mythology. You probably aren’t either. The legend of Sedna has many variations, but the most consistent plot point is that Sedna is taken out to sea by her father, who cuts her fingers off, which causes her to fall into the waves and drown. She becomes the
Mistress of the Sea and the goddess of death. It is Sedna who sends the seals and other sea creatures from the stumps at her knuckles so that the Inuit people will have food to eat and blubber to burn. In her underwater realm she arbitrates life and death, and her sentiments toward mankind darken as their collective wrongdoing accumulates in her hair. Without fingers, she cannot brush away the debris- and why would she provide for those who cause her such agony? She begins withholding the verysources of life she had once provided as she becomes burdened by the sins of mankind.
To save the people, the Shaman must embark upon a perilous journey to Sedna’s submerged hut. He must prove himself worthy to break down the walls around her home so that he may comb the evil from her hair andregain her favor.
This story of overcoming death by preparing oneself to help another is something that resonated deeply with Jackson Wise, lead singer and songwriter of Apricot Blush. With great love and respect, he has combined components of this traditional tale with deeply personal elements of his ownjourney into sobriety and recovery from addiction.
When this sort of confession is presented through the music of Apricot Blush, the result is a lush soundscape of hope, change, and rebirth; filled with traditional folk instruments and a few unconventional ones. Dynamic guitar work and driving rhythm sections are adorned with strings, banjo, horns, accordion, piano, and the eerie wail of the singing saw. This neo-folk symphony is tied together by Wise’s commanding, accessible voice and drenched in cavernous reverb that draws the ear closer with every tiny echo.
The album title is a reference to a Dylan Thomas poem that is highly appropriate, considering the themes presented in this collection of songs:
"And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion."
-3rd stanza, “And Death Shall Have No Dominion”
Dylan Thomas, 1933
I have been listening to my advanced copy of this record (Thank you, Jackson 😘) non-stop for several days now. I fell in love with it before the first track was even finished. I told a friend that I thought it was like something Arcade Fire could have made if they were less pretentious and more talented; but really this is something only Apricot Blush could have created. I hope you love it as much as I do.
Mark H. Jones
[Houdini Mansions Exclusive]
This record drops on May 12th, but please enjoy this exclusive Download, courtesy of Apricot Blush!
Editor’s note: Apricot Blush appears on episode 027 of Mark's podcast, The Hoodoo Music Podcast- available on major podcast platforms or by visiting