Babel, the Gospel and Mumford & Sons

If you were to strip all of the Biblical imagery, theology and personal confession out of the new Mumford & Sons record, Babel, you’d be left with nothing more than a pounding, visceral collection of contemporary folk music. Thankfully, this is the whole package.

The band does little tinkering with the formula that blasted through the music world with the release of their debut, Sigh No More. That means more acoustic shredding, more anthemic choruses and another song that features the F-bomb smack in the middle of a confession worthy of its own mini-film. All boxes are checked and Babel satisfies.

No one expected Sigh No More to be a multi-platinum hit. Acoustic folk with Irish undertones and a church-like sense of worship and soul hasn’t been that mainstream since, well, ever. If the market of music fans was less splintered it could have been the Joshua Tree of the Americana age. But it seems Marcus Mumford and his crew have decided to pretend that nothing ever happened. Clearly they could have spent as much money as they wanted on this record. If they wanted to stimulate the pop intelligentsia they may have brought in Danger Mouse or Jack White to tweak their sound. They could have done a duet with Adele or had Kanye drop a guest rap. Nope. They simply wrote a batch of consistent new songs, woodshedded them on the road for over a year and then recorded them. Nothing on Babel sounds as if it could not be replicated on stage without technical assistance. Other than an occasional electric guitar part, the rest of the Mumford sound is intact. This will no doubt infuriate hipster critics addicted to novelty.

The album’s first single, “I Will Wait,” brought another round of Biblically literate folk gospel music to mainstream airwaves this summer and the balance of the record follows in its footsteps. Nearly every song either leans heavily on Christian imagery or banks off of a perspective of faithful dissatisfaction with the human condition. A few examples:

 “Cause I’ll know my weakness, know my voice. I’ll believe in grace and choice, and I know perhaps my heart is fast, But I’ll be born without a mask.” (“Babel”)

 “Should you shake my ash to the wind, Lord forget all of my sins. Or let me die where I lie, ‘neath the curse of my lover’s eyes.”(“Lover’s Eyes”)

“And I was still but I was under your spell, when I was told by Jesus all was well. So all must be well, just give me time, well you know your desires and mine.” (“Below My Feet”)

“Do not let my fickle flesh go to waste, as it helps my heart and soul in its place. And I will love with urgency but not with haste.” (“Not with Haste”)

“Spare my sin for the ark, I was too slow to depart. I’m a cad, but I’m not a fraud. I’d set out to serve the Lord.” (“Whispers in the Dark”)

There’s more. As any Sunday school student should remember, the tower of Babel was built by men trying to find God in the wrong way. God wrecked our tower and confused our tongues for our own good. As was always the case with good folk music, the lyrics throughout Babel are cryptic enough to apply to a variety of human experiences and specific enough to provide purpose. As with Sigh No More, the songs explore the effects of sin on the individual and on relationships with language and an intensity that is consistent with the brokenness they uncover.

What sets Mumford’s music apart from others’ is the overriding sense that forgiveness and reconciliation remain possible. There is not a shred of nihilism in the plaintive, straight-ahead, epic folk music of Mumford & Sons. They recognize that Babel is our collective hometown, and they seem determined to sing, strum and stomp until it crumbles once again.

What Do You Think?

  • Have you heard Babel?
  • What do you make of the band’s use of Biblical imagery and Gospel terminology?

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Amen! Amen! Amen!!! I’m so glad I found this review. I’ve long known in my heart the reason most secular music reviewers, etc., have a seemingly visceral hatred of Mumford & Sons is because of the heartfelt faith & Truth contained in their lyrics. My own heart feels the joy & Truth & faith to its very core when I listen. I’ve been a fan of theirs for several years and have seen friends & music writers, who formerly loved the band, dismiss them as boring & not worth their time. I know this is because, sadly, they prefer to be jaded, worldly beings, rather than embrace the Truth. I am so glad Mumfords have remained true to themselves.

This is my favorite line: “This will no doubt infuriate hipster critics addicted to novelty.”

Thanks for writing about the new release, John. As Christians, we seem to hold on for dear life to Christian messages—implied or overt—in “secular” music, film, story, etc. It’s something like finding the wild rose in the patch of thistles, I guess…the reminder that God can speak through everything. Marcus Mumford, whose parents were (are?) part of The Vineyard, obviously writes and sings from his experience, his upbringing. When I stood with 15,000 at the concert in Dixon, it certainly wasn’t a Sunday school lesson, but there were moments when voices and hands were lifted that it almost seemed to be in worship, whether or not people knew exactly what they were feeling or why. These men seem to love each other, to love their fans and their music and what they do (or are called to do)—I pray this doesn’t change and that their language and intensity stays “consistent with the brokenness they uncover,” as you say. I bought the CD today, although every time I listen to “I Will Wait,” I’ll also hear the thousands of voices that sang along with them. Thanks for the post!

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