“Mr. Fly” feels like someone letting you in on a strange but oddly relatable little moment, and that’s part of what pulled me into it right away. Bog Witch is the project of Wendy DuMond, and if you’ve heard her earlier work, you know she usually moves toward more folk-leaning and surreal sounds. Here she shakes things up with a garage-rock pulse mixed with lively horns and wind instruments, and the whole track jumps forward with a restless kind of motion, almost like the fly she’s talking to won’t sit still long enough for her to finish a thought.
The whole exchange she imagines with this tiny creature has a sharp sense of humor to it, the kind that sneaks up on you while she’s also brushing up against heavier ideas. She throws in quick lines about life and death, never with a heavy hand, more like someone thinking out loud while laughing at the absurdity of it. It’s playful and thoughtful at the same time, and the way she delivers it feels like she’s talking directly to someone she knows well, even if that someone is just a housefly.
The sound behind her gives everything a real kick. The horns pop in like a little street parade passing by your window, while the guitars keep things rough around the edges in a way that fits the story perfectly. Her voice sits right in the middle of it with a calm confidence, the kind that comes from someone who trusts their ideas enough to follow them wherever they lead. Even though she’s known for more atmospheric pieces, this shift feels natural, like she cracked open a different door in the same space and let a louder, brighter energy flood in.
If someone hasn’t heard Bog Witch yet, “Mr. Fly” is a great place to start because it’s catchy in its own crooked way and gives a real sense of how Wendy DuMond sees the world. Give it a listen and follow her on social media and Spotify so you can keep up with whatever she puts out next.
