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I really like the new album. It's actually grown on me a lot (and I liked it before) and I had it on repeat for days. Maybe weeks, actually. It's a very warm album - actually reminds me a little of the greatful dead. The thing with SY is that they are so varied, and every album really is a different thing. However, I like most of what they've done - I have a soft spot for Goo, but then I love Washing Machine - and all the early stuff. It's just insane to think of all the stuff they've done.
This new album is definitely a sucess for me. It's poppy for a start, a really nice summery feel (The Empty Page, Rain on tin specifically) but then it's undeniably SY (Karen revisted, Radical Adults - when they played this live, the end of the track - I actually thought they were going to explode. It was so intense and it just kept getting moreso.... it was unbelievable. It seemed so insane, and now this album track has even more intensity to me, I thought it would never end - and yet it had to - and yet it carried on, and yet surely then nothing could continue to exist? or something. sorry. a bit "far out" I know. But true.) and Sympathy for the Strawberry is another song that really really grows on me (a lot of Kim's songs do) and is esspcially good when listened to late at night.
In all, it's just another great addition to the Sonic Youth repitoire. oh, and it's got a great cover too. I wish they'd slow down though, and give me a chance to catch up.
And, live, somehow, they're even better. The end of Karenology (which seems to be what they're calling Karen Revisted now) seems transformed in to an almost underwater scene, or floating around... and yet it's so amazing. You just get the feeling of driftin around aimlessly... and it's fantastic that they can emote such feeling with their music. Radical Adults just feels like it's going to pop your head. Candle, as ever is a classic. And Thurston really knoew how to tease the crowd with this one, I was sweating with anticipation, and he finally... finally said they were going to play Candle, everyone could suddenly let go and go crazy. Such relief and jubilation. Kotton Krown I was overjoyed with, Bull in the Heather took on a whole new life to me. And Thurston's gangly joking prescence is always good (to a rowdy audience member "hey, keep it in your pants, buddy!") and a perfect balance to Kim's intense moodiness (although I did laugh when Thurston was going up to her and almost kneeling with guitar solo wankery, and she just kicked him away to the crotch). Bless.
The only downside to it now, is that I didn't go to both London shows. |
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