It is either the first or the last thing you ever learn. Its what Mcartney knew and Lennon didn’t. You have to mold the defeat, the molten lava into a place, a hillside with trees and sun streaming through it, and teenagers making out, and - I mean you have to make a set where the sad animals can herd around in. I learned it late. Anders early. In another life he was a soldier at nineteen who lived to be an old man whose dark knowledge made him light. In the game of ‘making things’ you can leave a trail of gifts behind that lead to salvation or a trail of blood that leads toward nothing. If theres anything wrong with this song its that there are at least 5 more songs here. Its so rich. Its a big gentle gift that wants to give you hope. This is the real thing ladies.
I was going to review High Fidelity off this record. Its a weird and great song with the most amazing rhythm section. Just check out the bass goddamit. Now listening through the album for the first time in a while I find that I love all these songs. Absolute genius. I never realized how he puts himself on the line but never becomes the song. Mr. C never wasted time pretending to be clueless. He never needed to manipulate people into loving him - as some singers do - in fact he gave much more than anyone could even understand. Its like the future calling. Listen to Motel Matches. All the chords rise like longing. Every verse is a hook. Argh.
“Nobody used to belong - the way I used to belong” This is a perfect song with a fragile voice, forever young, because the weariness of the world isn't enough. It has no trap in it - its a complete thought - its a gift. I love the production but if I had millions I’d record her singing this with a full orchestra and choir - but the french kind from the 50's that stood behind Piaf. It's what she deserves. Its a song basically about the loneliness of a spirit in this world - and its also funny - which is the best kind of song. This makes me realize how much work I have to do.
There are only two of them a drum machine a casio and a delay pedal. It sounds like they couldn’t do anything else though they could - and its an ability to tolerate extended periods of electricity - and on top of it going after a bad elvis impression is kinda the coolest thing I had ever heard. I love this track and without it I wouldn’t know what to do. You know that woman that holds sparks in her hands and raises them to the sky. This is the music you hear.
This songwriter keeps his twitter account active by only posting horrible puns because why not. I like puns but especially like the ritual of hating them. You have to flinch and look horribly put upon. The better the pun the worse you of course suffer. I'll bet this transcends all the languages of the world - unless spoken by the dead. Anyway horrible injury was my favorite part of playing war when I was 4. I was always bravely enduring pain for my country. Anyway I love everything on this record - So many beautiful love songs - but this is the song I connected with first. It’s an anthem to anyone who isn't happy being swallowed by the deaf and blind whale of the world. Its witty and true and no hair is out of place. I love gentle Ron's music. But on this record also check out Autumn Light.