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Video By Piers Faccini
"I spent a few days drawing all the individual pictures using charcoal on paper and then put them all together with the music to build a visual narrative for the animation.
The song is inspired by Mediterranean trance traditions from southern Italy to the Maghreb, the foghorn is sounding the alarm of the earth’s potential environmental collapse and the devastating loss of biodiversity. The trance is a call for positive action and healing, to step out of the darkness toward the light.
The beauty of stop motion animation is actually how few images you need to create the illusion of movement. With the individual human and animal heads, the sequences were often 4 or 5 images long and then looped. 2 with the eyes open, varying the background and changing some details in the pupils of the eyes and then 2 more with eyes half open and then shut!
The same principle worked for the dancers. Having them turn in circles allowed me to create a mesmerising animated loop.It never ceases to amaze me when we watch this kind of animation technique how the brain compensates for the missing information between the images of the turning figure to make it so believable." — Piers Faccini
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LYRICS
Foghorn calling
Thought I spied a ship at the harbour gate
Saw the mooring
When the anchor dropped with the iron weight
Where there’s a will there’s a wanting
Where there a heart there’s something
Where there’s a will there’s a wanting
A hand to hope
A hope to hold
To drag forth the darkness from you
Heard a whispering
With the ballot cast on the judgement floor
Heard a wailing
When the word was called it was called no more
Where there’s a wish there’s a yearning
Where there’s a turn there’s burning
Where there’s a wish there’s a yearning
A hand to hope
A hope to hold
To call forth the darkness from you
Ship is leaving
When the bell will toll it’ll toll for you
No denying
When the log is lost it can’t be true
Where there’s a will there’s a wanting
Where there a heart there’s something
Where there’s a will there’s a wanting
A hand to hope
A hope to hold
To drag forth the darkness from you
Foghorn calling
Foghorn calling
Foghorn calling
Foghorn calling
Foghorn calling
Foghorn calling
Where there’s a will there’s a wanting
Where there a heart there’s something
Where there’s a will there’s a wanting
A hand to hope
A hope to hold
To drag forth the darkness from you
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