I don't particularly have a problem with the "I" concept, possibly because I'm not really affording it the 'weight' of a concept. While I can sort of see how you could tether various themes onto it, particularly about following an album of 69 polyglottal love songs with an album ostensibly devoted to the self, I think it's more just a self-imposed limitation for Stephin Merritt to flex against, somewhat akin to writing sestinas or triolets.
(Actually, the main annoying thing is how the album is sequenced in alphabetical order which, while it works on occassion, such as making the magnificient 'It's Only Time' the last track, does hamble it a touch)
Anyway; onto the album itself. Yeah, I think it's a grower rather than a gobsmacker. Tracks like 'It's Only Time' sneak up on you rather than knock on your front door; (due to my short attention span, the last couple of songs on an album tend to pass me by initially); once it reeled me in, however, it's definitely up there with the likes of 'Papa Was A Rodeo' as one the best songs evAH. The likes of 'I Die' and 'In An Operetta', meanwhile, show that he's still capable of doing top stuff from both ends of the spectrum, while 'Infinitely Late At Night' is a rather good Gothic Archies song.
Having said that, the fact that I'd count myself as a huge Merritt fan and this topic has made me feel a bit guilty about the fact I haven't listened to the album much more than half a dozen times in two months, probably isn't the greatest sign. |