Saturday, April 25, 2009

Inspiration strikes at odd hours

Well, first thing's first. I don't plan on posting every day, but recently I've felt compelled to put my feelings about Merriweather Post Pavilion in words. Yes, it's been reviewed to death, but this is a particularly important album in my life, I feel.

Animal Collective has the uncanny ability to CONSISTENTLY put out phenomenal albums. Feels, Strawberry Jam, Sung Tongs... all are albums that are more or less revered. So what makes Merriweather Post Pavilion deserve all the praise and attention it has been getting?

It's the biggest pop album Animal Collective has put out thus far, but that trippy, surrealist ambiance they've created around their band remains. The fusion of these two musical spheres marry so wonderfully and have produced something so perfect, it left me stiff after the first revolution. Merriweather Post Pavilion is a labor of love. It is nothing other than that.

First tasting the album with "In the Flowers", how do I feel? I feel exactly the same way the first time I heard it. Every. Single. Time. In that moment where the bottom disappears, and you fall right through the floor, you feel exactly what this album is about. It's about letting every note, chord wash over you. Breathe it in, don't open your eyes, this is for the music lovers.

It's quite impossible to pick a favorite song from this album. There will always be the most popular ones, "My Girls" and "Brother Sport", but each song has an equal amount of care sewn between the measures.

I feel that as a whole, Merriweather Post Pavilion is mature. It is sensitive. I once spent a revolution of this album in my boyfriend's arms, and there's something about "Bluish" that helps me recreate that moment fully. It's sweet and memorable.

You know what Animal Colletive has on their side? The fucking power of love, man.

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