Father John Misty - Mahashmashana 2024

Исполнитель: Father John Misty
Альбом: Mahashmashana
Жанр: Indie Folk, Indie Rock, Psychedelic Folk
Год: 2024
Страна: USA (Rockville, Maryland)
Лейбл: Sub Pop Records
Формат: FLAC (tracks)
Official DR value: DR5
Разрядность: 24bit / 96kHz Stereo
Размер: 1,08 GB
Инфо: wiki
Залито на: XFile (3% восстановление)

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Josh Tillman—who once said his goal is to be "authentically bogus, rather than bogusly authentic"—is polarizing, a love him or hate him kind of artist. But even for fans, there are some surprises on his sixth album as Father John Misty. "Screamland," which features Low's Alan Sparhawk's quiet guitar, starts off with the music very low in the mix and an unusual focus on Tillman's voice. Then the strings build, but Tillman also grows more forceful—as if in competition—and it all explodes at the chorus as he rages against the immortal inevitability of time. It's unlike anything Tillman has done before, and it's intriguing. He's moved through the stages of grief to resigned acceptance by "I Guess Time Just Makes Fools of Us All." "Our naked bodies go on trial just for laughing at the joke…," he sings wearily of a changing world. "That's where you'll find me, in Las Vegas, doing my greatest hits." Appropriately, the song evokes washed-up Vegas lounge with its flashy sax, wah guitar and funk groove set to a galloping rhythm. Tillman tries on a Beck-like delivery for the soul-funk slow jam "Josh Tillman and the Accidental Dose," calling out Pynchon yuppies, tacit fascists and a woman who "Put on Astral Weeks/ Said I love jazz/ And winked at me." He goes for a staccato phrasing, accompanied by Zorn-style sax blasts, for "She Cleans Up," which feels like the soundtrack to a Hollywood-idealized beatnik shindig. Cinematic has always been his thing, of course. Slinky, Alan Parsons-ish "Being You" could accompany a 1970s detective show, and wistful "Summer's Gone" suggests a '50s housewife melodrama. Mahashmashana is a slightly Anglicized version of a Sanskrit word meaning "great cremation ground," but Tillman is not burning down his past. The title track is maximalist, retro art pop; it's little ebb and almost all flow. "Mental Health," a Nilsson-style romantic number with fluttering strings and soprano sax, plays out with a tragic grandiosity—imagine the Titanic's band performing as the ship goes down. "Mental health, mental health/ There's no higher virtue held in this crazy world/ It's more than a little bit absurd," Tillman sings, veering between trademark sardonicism and cautious sincerity. "Feels awful real sometimes/ But it's all in your mind."

Трэклист:

01. Mahashmashana
02. She Cleans Up
03. Josh Tillman and the Accidental Dose
04. Mental Health
05. Screamland
06. Being You
07. I Guess Time Just Makes Fools of Us All
08. Summer's Gone

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