Duff... wrote:undo wrote:
I'm not actually done listening to this yet but I might as well get started on a post about it... because I feel like I'm going to forget about this one completely by the time it's finished!
I'm interrupting the post that was as in progress here because it was getting very negative and there's a strong chance that at least one person here really likes this. I'll just say that my first impression of this is not particularly great. The vocals aren't doing it for me. The lyrics are just kind of there but don't really suggest anything nearly as profound as the reputation of this album seems to suggest (although there's a lot of additional attention that I could be focusing on them with that I'm just not giving right now). About halfway through this album and I'm not really hearing any traces of the psychedelic masterpiece this is supposed to be. I'd rather be listening to Deserter's Songs or, yeah, anything by The Flaming Lips.
This sounds like a band that was indeed dialed into the direction that indie rock and/or modern music was soon heading but this isn't really grabbing me as an album that feels urgently relevant now or at any point in the last 20 years.
This is more or less how I felt about it when it came out, down to the "rather be listening to... The Flaming Lips" part. I remember kinda liking "El Caminos in the West" but not much else is really going on.
This all sorta bums me out. There are so many beautiful little songs on this album, imo, and I think the theme of technological alienation as a metaphor for latent alcoholism is pretty moving. I also like that the whole thing was recorded by Jason Lytle on his own - it really feels grand and "band-like" for such a thing. In my mind, it's the American Kid A - I'm not unique in thinking that, obv - and that still appeals to me. Of course, I sorta grew up with this album so it's impossible to untangle my more juvenile feelings from the ones I got now. Also, I have a beautiful memory of holding my oldest daughter in my arms when she was 5 or so and bouncing around the living room with her to the beat of "The Crystal Lake" and her giggling uncontrollably asking for it again and again and that's something I'll take to the grave.