I am listening to Modest Mouse's new album An Eraser & A Maze. It's not a particularly enjoyable experience but I shall persist. Modest Mouse are apparrently Pacific Nothwest legends. That's news to me . My idea of a Pacific Nothwest legend is The Sonics. Or Jimi Hendrix.
An Eraser & A Maze is the band's eighth album. A key member has just died which of course is regrettable and apparently the lyrical themes circle and come back to grief. The band are currently intoning 'Life's a dream...' from my TV set. All I can say is if it is, if that's true, I hope the dream's a bit better than this album.
I keep listening because I think I must be missing something but nothing seems to stick. It seems very clever. But not remotely tuneful. Everything is clever these days. It all sounds like the audio equivalent of a shelf of tasteful paperbacks in a house in the suburbs. Vigiania Woolf, Pynchon and Carver, toni Morrison, Cheever and David Foster Wallace. But actually it all feels more like a cry of desperation .From a whisper to a squeak !
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