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My Morning Jacket
"Wordless Chorus" from Z
My Morning Jacket: Z
Even taking points off for the excessive reverb and the garbled imagery, this series of dashboard-pounding escape anthems and swirling, half-mystical entreaties (to a woman? to a God?) is the rock record of the year, by a long mile. It's the one to give to your crabby friends who maintain that everything of consequence in rock and roll was done by 1981.
This is copied from the NPR site in my next post.
posted by lua at 06:45
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ok, i am sorry, but it made me laugh- because you seem to be such a music snob and yet you liked this band. as far as rankings go, mark and i do differ in that quite a bit. i would put the white stripes ahead of ryan adams, easy. and probably fiona, but she wouldn't be too far back. i judge by my mood. my favorites are ones i can listen to , no matter what.i like to dance, a lot. but i also like the feelings music evoke. i think that is why i am so drawn to antony. i know you hate him, but at least he forced you to react. there's nothing worse than music that is so blah that you don't really notice it is on. you force yourself to listen or try to appreciate the song, but it doesn't excite you.i do like bright eyes a lot and i think the dylan comparisons are unfair. (not by you, just in general)i like iron and wine and the shins. i like the fiery furnaces and i love the arcade fire. i like yo la tengo, m.ward, rilo kiley, (esp. jenni lewis- ah, that voice)snow patrol, belle and seb, beth orton, regina spector, i like a lot of music. i guess to me, it is kind of like art, i judge it by my emotional response. i am not an artist, or a musician, and i don't know how it gets created. when i look at a painting or listen to a song, i am not looking for something specific or physically recognizable...but whether or not i can connect to it- whether or not it stirs my senses- makes me feel. like going to the louvre is an amazing experience, but after seeing 20 ingres, delacroix, etc., they start to lose something. i have to force myself to absoprb them and appreciate the technique. (like listening to mix 96- the greatest hits of the 80's,90's, and today) but going to the palais de tokyo, or moma- i am blown away. that shit knocks me on my ass everytime. i love it.
you mention some of my very favorite artists. i am a huge fan of picasso. what he did w/ des moiselles d'avignon threw the art world on their asses- i love cezanne (been to his house) and have been sucked in by several of pollack's pieces (i really like the movie, too). i think i agree with all you said about music, but maybe i feel you are more hesitant, or less open to be drawn in by musicians because you expect more, i don't know. i am constantly looking for the next thing. something to make me feel like i did the 1st time i heard the white stripes or bright eys, or even tom waites. something that speaks to me that makes me want to dance or see myself or the world in a way i didn't before. i crave that. music to me is such an important outlet- a catharsis you might say. it expresses what is going on in my head at a given moment without me having to say a word. but it sounds much better. it makes life livable at times and at others it celebrates with you. i was scomparing the art at the louvre to the "favorites of the 60's 70's and 80's". people appreciate them because that's what they do. they see a pretty picture and it doesn't require thought... they buy an impressionist calendar and call themsaelves artsy. me, i want the experience. i want to stand in front of a rothko or a klein and be absorbed by their process. it is mesmorizing. klee was such a fucking genious when it came to color. i adore matisse, too. he gave his audience some credit. like iron and wine or bright eyes or even my morning jacket- the subtilies are there. they know we get it. that's important.
that's funny. it was rated #1 album of the year by harp...guess who was #2- oh, yep, it was ANTONY. I am not alone. in fact, i am thinking of ranking all of the different magazine rankings of the top albums of the year.
i like what you say about artists not thinking of their audience, in fact i just read an article w/ jeff tweedy where he pretty much says what you stated, but i can't help but think to an extent they have to wonder if anyone else will get it. they are human and have a level of insecurity, or desire to please- or sometimes they want to make a statement, which would be impossible sans audience. more often it is better, when it is pure,or when they put it out there for the audience to interpret on an individual level. usually, i don't want to know what someone was thinking when they painted something, wrote a song, or a poem, because it may mean something completly different to me. i tend to internalize it. that is why i can't read scary books. because it is all about me, right?
I'm not so sure about some o these dudes curious about whether anyone gets it - Miles Davis comes to mind.
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