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[00:00] You're listening to Song Exploder, where musicians take apart their songs, and piece by piece, tell the story of how they were made. I'm Hrishikesh Hirway. Song Exploder is sponsored by Intuit Turbo Tax. I don't know if you have this feeling, but I constantly find myself daydreaming about finding an expert who can solve a very specific problem in my life. And one specific problem that comes up every year is filing taxes. But luckily, finding someone who can solve that problem is easy with Turbo Tax. They have dedicated tax experts who are there to help you every step of the way. With Turbo Tax Expert Full Service, you can match with an expert who will handle your taxes from start to finish no matter how complex. You can even hand off all your tax stuff within the Turbo Tax app. And then you can see updates on your expert's progress while you go about your day. You can check exactly where your tax return stands right there on your phone. And then if someone ever says to you, man, I wish there were an expert who could do my taxes for me, you can say, oh, I know someone. Visit turbotax.com to match with your expert today. It's only available with TurboTax full service experts. The real time updates are only in the iOS mobile app. This episode of Song Exploder is brought to you by booking.com. And I'm gonna go on there right now because I've got a bunch of tour dates coming up between April and June. So I'm putting in the dates for the first city on my tour, Austin, Texas. And there are over 300 options. There's a huge variety from hotels to vacation rentals. I'm gonna narrow it down to hotels and filter the results based on my budget and my tastes. And okay, there we go. There's still over 20 options for me to choose from. I'm gonna look at the ones that are closest to the venue where I'm playing. And then I'm gonna check out all the reviews and pick the one that feels most like me. Besides being close to the venue, I also want to be within walking distance of great food, preferably a great dessert. And if I can find my perfect stay on booking.com, then anyone can. Find exactly what you're booking for at booking.com. Booking.yeah. Book today on the site or in the app. When I first heard The Memory Palace, podcasts were still pretty new to me. It was 2012 and I'd only listened to a handful of shows, but The Memory Palace was so different from anything I'd heard before. The show, which is made by Nate DiMeo, features short stories about people or events that mainstream history has maybe overlooked. Sometimes the stories were just a few minutes long, and they were so beautifully told that they felt more like poems than some kind of documentary. And when I first started daydreaming about Song Exploder around the start of 2013, I took some inspiration from The Memory Palace, and the dreamlike feeling that I got when listening to Nate speak. Then I felt like it gave me permission to make very short episodes if that was what felt right for the story. And I think it just overall raised my ambition for the creativity behind the show. Nowadays, I feel very lucky to count Nate as a friend. But most of all, I'm still just a fan. And recently, an episode of The Memory Palace had a different kind of influence on me. One of the songs on my new album owes a lot to an episode of The Memory Palace. And a lot of times on Song Exploder, artists will talk about their influences. But in this case, I didn't just want to talk about it. Nate said I could actually share the entire episode with you. So today, I want to present a kind of two-part story. The first is to play you this gorgeous episode from The Memory Palace called The Thundering Herd, The Vanishing American. And in the second half of the episode, I'll tell you how it ended up unexpectedly unlocking this song that I'd been trying to figure out. I always love telling people about The Memory Palace because they always fall in love with it. And I get to take responsibility for introducing them to something special and beautiful. So here it is.

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[04:07] This is The Memory Palace. I'm Nate DiMeo. A postcard from Catalina Island, 23 miles off the coast of Los Angeles. Summer 2023. The Buffalo aren't here anymore. The guy in the Hawaiian shirt and sandals tells us down by the good bathrooms that are worth the walk down the hill from the campground. He is happy to tell us that he has been coming to Catalina for years, but he is sad to tell us he has never seen its famous buffalo herd and the area toward which we are planning to hike. Not at this hour. Just as the morning ferry from San Pedro unloads and boy scouts pull on their packs and frat guys seal cases of third tier beer with duct tape to keep them safe in the back of the truck and the ride out to the cabins. And so before we even begin our hike, we abandon our hopes of seeing the buffalo. Or bison. I read on my phone on the boat ride over that they are the same thing. And so we make our way to another trail, cutting through the tiny seaside resort town to harbors, past its cabanas and rustic pavilions in mid-century beige, as the ice cream shop prepares to open up. As a bachelorette party, freshly disembarked, discovers that their weekend in the island coincides with wine fest, with its unlimited pours and a DJ spending till midnight, that will echo among the hillsides that cradle the harbor and the boats within it flying flags that signal their allegiance to America, California, the life of the pirate or the parrot head or no-shoes nation, and the bachelorette and her girls are super stoked. There will be ocean views in this hike along the cliff's edge, waves and white sails, a whale sighting if we're lucky. But the closest we will come on this day to spotting a bison are two signs we will encounter on the trail, one warning us to keep our distance in the unlikely event that we bump into one, and another telling the story of how they came to live on this island off which you can see Los Angeles, when there isn't too much smog. The sign keeps the details vague. In line with recent scholarship that has called into question the old story that still makes its way into the tourist brochures. That story goes that a small group of bison were brought over in 1925 by Paramount Pictures to appear in a cowboy movie called The Vanishing American. But production costs ran over and one of the line items that was cut from the budget was the one that would have paid for the bison to be brought back to the mainland. And so they were set free to roam in their new home so far from the range. But there is a newer story that I enjoy about how someone at the Catalina Historical Society tracked down a crumbling print of The Vanishing American, threaded it carefully through the sprockets and soon on the screen were flickering cowboys and wagon trains and 10 gallon hats and everything you'd expect from Western, except buffalo. Similar situation happened with another theory. This one about the buffalo being brought over to film a picture called The Thundering Herd and then leaving the titular herd on the island for future productions, making the conveniently located Catalina with its rolling hills and parched grass valleys a veritable one-stop shop for people in the business of making westerns. But as with The Vanishing American, someone tracked down The Thundering Herd and the story fell apart. That movie does indeed have a herd, but it is doing its thundering, silently, in a place that is clearly not Catalina. That is most likely Montana. And so we do not know exactly how Catalina's famous bison got here. Though the truth is probably somewhere in there. Some other movie or some enterprising producer importing them on spec, hoping the herd would advise filmmakers to cross the water. Or it is possible the island's owners, the Wrigley Chewing Gum Family, who bought the island in 1919, just wanted some buffalo. Hoarding exotic animals is run-of-the-mill rich guy behavior. But in 1925, there was nothing run-of-the-mill about buffalo. You, like me, have probably heard about the incredible rain and tragic decline of the American buffalo. We know the story. And the story you have heard is probably pretty close to the truth. At the beginning of the 1800s, there were somewhere between 30 and 60 million buffalo in North America, the majority of which were in the Great Plains at the edge of the American West. And that 30 to 60, that vast range, speaks to the unknowability of the number, as no one was counting and how would they if they were. It also speaks to the way that number would fluctuate dramatically decade to decade. Bison are the Western Hemisphere's largest land mammal, and they had their predators, wolves and humans. But with some herds as large as 100,000 animals, the threats to their population were planetary. Droughts and disease, harsh winters, the earth and its cycles, with which the population would rise and fall in some unheard harmony. But then, in the early decades of the 19th century, there were suddenly rifles and wagon trains, and then trains of steel and smoke, and men within them shooting buffalo for sport. You've heard this. In the trains, in the towns that built up along the tracks, change where and how the herds could move and migrate, limited their range, their access to food. Meanwhile, hunting buffalo is becoming an industry, and men were making fortunes selling meat to the growing population in the East, and in all those new places along the new train tracks. Selling bones for fertilizer, turning hides into clothing, as they had been forever, but this was new, and this was too much, much too fast. And making money making the belts that ran the machines that made the industrial revolution go. Buffalo skin is more elastic than cattle skin, and made for better belts. Made strong straps on the saddles of US cavalrymen, who spent much of the 19th century waging war on the people who lived alongside the Buffalo in their unknown millions for centuries before. While the military leaders in Washington didn't eliminate the Buffalo to starve and subjugate the native peoples who relied upon their herds, not explicitly, not directly, but were surely complicit. Because it was happening anyway, and they did nothing to stop it, because it was making their goals of conquest in the West easier to achieve, and they just had to sit back. Will the numbers mean anything? What is 30 to 60 million? Can we picture 30 to 60 million buffalo? Were the 2 million said to have been slaughtered in the single year of 1870? Were the 5.4 million killed in three years between 1872 and 1875? I can't wrap my arms around numbers that large, or hold in my head that 5.4 million. Individual animals, 1,000, 2,000 pounds each, five or six feet tall at their wooly shoulders, that could run 30 miles per hour, that care for their young, that can smell and hear predators up to two miles away. 5.4 million killed in just three years' time. But I can picture 300 buffalo and 500. I can wrap my arms around those numbers if not quite get my head around the thought that in 1884, a single human lifetime from the start of the 19th century when some 30 to 60 million bison roamed North America, as they had an equally unimaginable number since they first crossed the land bridge from Asia an unimaginably long time ago. In 1884, there were between 300 and 500 buffalo left alive. Somewhere around 150 bison are somewhere around here on Catalina Island. And though we don't know precisely how the ancestors of this herd first arrived in the island in 1925, we can say that they would not be here now without 15 Buffalo, juddering down Fifth Avenue in Manhattan and horse-drawn wagons in 1907. They had been guided up wooden ramps by cattlemen with long sticks under the supervision of William Hornaday, the elegant director of the Bronx Zoo and a friend of President Teddy Roosevelt and a man named Madison Grant. The three men bonded at the tail end of the 19th century over their love of nature and animals and hunting them, and being in wide open spaces and drawing big manly breaths of mountain air scented with pine and lavender and over the sadness they felt about what had been lost to progress. For all their pride in railroads and westward expansion and the triumph of American capitalism and cities growing at the foot of the Rockies like wildflowers and white Christian families tilling land once controlled by heathens and savages. Those achievements didn't come without costs. Where was the romance? There was something grand about that time. Not long ago at all, just a blink of an eye, when brave men set out to tame that land, vast and unknowable and wild. It was a shame to see it go. It was a shame about the buffalo. Remember the buffalo? How they thundered across the plains? A mighty animal, strong and noble. An American animal. And they set out to save it. They founded the American Bison Society, one of the first organizations dedicated to the preservation of what we now call endangered species. They did what those organizations still do. They raised money. They got writers to take up their cause in the press. They lobbied Congress. It helped a lot to have the president of the United States in their corner. And I need to say here, as this story that has grown so dark begins to climb up again toward the light, that if you are looking for inspiration in the American Bison Society, look at their model, look at their achievements, but don't go looking for heroes. It is so often a sucker's game when you are dealing with the giants of the early environmental movement in the United States. So often so wrapped up in bogus race science, and this is the case here. If you read about the American Bison Society, you will read about its prime mover, Madison Grant, who loved the bison. It didn't want them to disappear, but his interest in their cause came primarily from his fear that the 500-odd buffaloes still around were interbreeding with cattle, just like the white race was interbreeding with non-white people. He was a racist, he was a eugenicist. He came up with the concept of a Nordic or master race that needed to be preserved at all costs. While he was saving the bison, he was writing a book that was so foundational to Nazi ideology and to the Holocaust, that it was the first non-German book to be reprinted by Hitler's government, that Hitler himself wrote to Grant to tell the founder of the American Bison Society that, quote, the book is my Bible. And that book was entered into evidence to support the case of the Nazi defendants during the Nuremberg trials. 15 bison in horse-drawn carts in Manhattan in 1907. Crowds cheering from the street. More, hundreds at the train station. To watch the animals moved onto box cars, outfitted with hay and water and blankets to keep them warm as the train raced on through the night. These 15 bison were on their way to Oklahoma, where a preserve had been established by federal law, and where dozens of their kind awaited them. And at every stop and along the tracks were people, native people and one-time pioneers, now resettled on reservations or in new cities, in old lands now lost to conquest, in the new world created by railroads, and machines run by belts of buffalo skin. People waited for hours to watch the trains go by. I will not see a buffalo today, but it's fine. I'll be back at some point. Try to time my hike better next time. Maybe sign up for this bison observation tour for $89.95 that I just found on a website listing the top things to do in Catalina. You just scroll down the page for a while. It's listed there between paddle boarding and mini golf. I saw some buffalo last spring. My daughter and I took a quick Southwestern road trip and wound up staying in cabins on a bison preserve. A herd of about 50 animals left to roam free on 600 acres of grassland and through stands of pinions and junipers and sturdy oaks. They were beautiful and so strange and they were fast. It was incredible to see them spring up and run and chase. Then there was another larger herd a bit down the road at a ranch selling farm-to-table bison steaks. There are about 450,000 buffalo today. Some are there for admiring from afar to restore balance to Western ecosystems, to try to right a terrible wrong, to repair, to atone. Most are for eating. About 20,000 live in what they call conservation herds. The other 430,000 are raised as livestock. And about 150 are here on this island because someone wanted to make cowboy pictures. Or not. They're here somewhere. Cared for by the good people of the Catalina Island Conservancy. Safe on this island without predators to smell. Just to see air and California poppies. Diesel from the ferry and hear the rumble of its engine. Bachelorette singing along to Mr. Brightside and don't stop believing as the Winefest DJ goes on till midnight. And the waves rolling and rolling in.

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[18:06] Coming up after the break, I'll tell you the story of how this episode of The Memory Palace ended up transforming my song Roller Coaster. Song Exploder is sponsored by Distrokid. If you're an independent artist, Distrokid is a great way to get your music distributed. You get unlimited uploads, and you get to keep 100% of your royalties and earnings. There are more than a million artists, including me, who have used Distrokid to get their music into all the major streaming services, Spotify, Apple Music, TikTok, everywhere. The Distrokid app is now available on iOS and Android. Go to the app or Play Store to download it now. And for 10% off your first year's membership, go to distrokid.com/vip/songexploder. Thanks to Wayfair for their support of Song Exploder. They have everything you need for your house or your apartment or wherever you live. I was just going through my old emails to look up all the stuff that I've gotten from Wayfair over the years. 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Function has over 160 lab tests, but in addition to that, you can also add on a full body scan to check on your health. I don't know if you've ever seen an MRI. Usually when you do, it's only because something bad's happened. For me, it was a torn ligament. But even then, I have to say, an MRI is kind of amazing. You can really see what's happening inside your body. So to be able to elect to get one in order to prevent something bad from happening is very, very cool. And I'm definitely considering it because it means you can get ahead of what you can't feel yet. Function's advanced MRI scans screen for hundreds of conditions. You can add scans to your Function membership and get $200 in credit. Join at functionhealth.com/songexploder. When I started working on this album a few years ago, I decided I was going to try writing in a new way. Instead of white-knuckling my way through every idea for every song on my own, I wanted to collaborate. I decided I was going to be like a satellite dish, trying to pick up signals from anywhere and anyone. In September of 2023, I went to New York to co-write some songs with my friend, Fen Lillie. I'd had this image of riding a roller coaster alone. I was thinking about all the different times when I know I'm supposed to be having some kind of profound, beautiful or exciting adventure, but internally I'm having a completely different experience, something that doesn't feel like it fits at all. I brought that little idea in as a possible starting place for the song. Fen and I ended up sketching out something that felt promising. It wasn't totally there yet, but there was a line that we came up with that stuck with me. What if this goes on and on and on? Then when I got back home to LA, I couldn't quite crack the song. Something about the verses and the way that I was trying to tell the story just wasn't totally landing for me. But I held on to just that one line. And then a couple months later, I brought that line into a different writing session with my friend Uadeh. And she and I wrote a whole new verse with new melody and new lyrics. And that line, what if this goes on and on and on, kind of became the chorus. But the song still wasn't done. And then a couple weeks later, I went for a walk. I live exactly one and a half miles away from the Griffith Observatory. It's pretty much exactly one hour to hike up there and back from my house. So I do that a lot, especially when I want to clear my head. This was a Sunday afternoon and I had a couple of Memory Palace episodes saved up waiting for me. So I put in my earbuds and I started making my way up through Griffith Park. And I put on episode 206, The Thundering Herd, The Vanishing American. And a funny thing happens when I listen to The Memory Palace. I've been listening to Nate DiMeo's voice since 2012, almost 15 years. I know the sound and the cadence and the delivery. It feels like music to me. It feels like the sound of a band that I know and love. And it's not just that it sounds like music. It has the feeling of the kind of music that I want to make. There's a combination of nostalgia and melancholy. But not in a detached way. There's a curiosity that makes you want to lean in and listen more closely. And when I hear a new episode for the first time, it's both exciting and comforting. And I was hit with all of that as I made my way up the path to the observatory. And I started listening to Nate tell this story of the displaced buffalo who ended up on Catalina Island. And something clicked. I felt like this story that I was hearing was lining up with something that I was trying to reach with the song that I was writing. The buffalo who are on the island now are generations removed from the original herd that was brought there. So they don't know anything else. But I was wondering if they could feel that displacement, if they could feel that something was wrong as they looked out at the expanse of the ocean. And I made my way up to the observatory. And on a clear day, like it was that day, the view goes all the way across Los Angeles and to the Pacific Ocean. And far in the distance, you can see the silhouette of Catalina. I went home and I immediately wrote a whole new verse for the song about the buffalo on Catalina. And I felt like this idea that I'd been carrying around finally found its home. Thanks so much for listening, and thanks to Nate DiMeo for letting me share The Memory Palace here. Visit thememorypalace.us to listen to all the episodes of this amazing show. And if you're interested in hearing more of my songs, my album is called In The Last Hour of Light. It comes out on April 24th, and you can find it at rishikesh.co. I'm also gonna be out on tour for the next few months, and the album release shows are gonna be sort of a cross between Song Exploder and a concert. In the first half of the evening, I'm gonna be joined in each city by a different special guest moderator to talk about the album. And the moderators are just some of my favorite people from different parts of the creative world, including Austin Kleon, Jason Mansoukis, Samin Nasrat, Alison Russell, Joshua Molina, Ken Jennings, John Roderick, Minjin Lee and Adam Scott. And the second half of the evening will be a concert with my band. So I hope you can join us. Tickets are at rishikesh.co.ca. Or you can also go to songexploder.net. This episode was produced by me and Mary Dolan with production assistance from Tiger Biscup. The episode artwork for this one is by Jess Gupta. And there's a t-shirt version of the artwork that I'll also have with me on tour. Song Exploder and The Memory Palace are both proud members of Radiotopia from PRX, a network of independent, listener-supported, artist-owned podcasts. You can learn more about our shows at radiotopia.fm. I'm Hrishikesh Hirway, and I'll be back next week with a regular episode of Song Exploder. But thanks for listening to this one.

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