By: Melanie Taylor |
Wednesday November 28, 2007 |
Genrerock PublisherVanguard Records External Links |
Matt Nathanson's latest CD
"Car Crash" yearns for intensity, but never really achieves it. The
music is pleasant enough, but no match for the intention of the
lyrics: "I want to feel the car crash/ I want to feel the capsize/ I
want to feel the bomb drop, the Earth stop, 'til I'm satisfied." I
felt myself thinking, "me too, but so far, I'm just not." Similarly,
"Come On Get Higher" recalls "I ache to remember/ all the violent,
sweet, perfect words that you said," and the listener gets second-hand
references to something deep and passionate, but never direct
experience of it. The strummy la-la guitar brings to mind the line
from Barenaked Ladies "Pinch Me," "you try to scream but it only comes
out as a yawn."
There are some noble attempts and flashes of insight scattered
throughout the songs. "Wedding Dress" describes a
not-so-happily-ever-after in a mostly predictable way, but then
injects a hint of color with "been jealous of the moon for how it
moves the waves." "To the Beat of Our Noisy Hearts" kicks up the
evocative qualities a bit with "she brought weekend boys/ home in her
curls/ she said my love's a fever/ c'mon touch my skin" in an overall
pedestrian story.
"Detroit Waves" is perhaps the most successful rising above
mediocrity. The driving guitar impels the song forward, as the lyrics
provide more insight more artfully: "well, I'll still say your name to
fall asleep over and over/ a cynic saying rosary, a liar living make
believe."
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