This has flashes of classic psychedelia and jazz in it, and Jurado’s melodic vocals are as haunting as ever. Whenever I’ve seen him perform, I’ve had the strangest sensation immediately afterward, like I needed to get into a room with a guitar and a notebook right away, and start writing music. It’s not that he makes songwriting seem easy, of course— it’s that he makes the connection between music and ourselves seem so clear and present.
Sun Kil Moon- Richard Ramirez Died Today of Natural Causes (live at Pitchfork 2014)
Kozelek is that rare artist who has grown into himself consistently for the last 25 years. His intensity steadily smolders and his artistry grows deeper and more complex every year. In a way, his music has evolved with the times, but there is a continuous turning back into itself, where the subtle growth and development are more like a purification than a transformation.
It’s like Wes Anderson, in that the familiar tropes become finely honed— for Kozelek, it’s the drone, the melodicism, the powerful pulse that resonates at any tempo, volume, or instrumentation.
This is one of those songs that I thought was un-coverable. I’m sure it’s been covered badly before— probably by the pop idol crowd, or Britney, or Gaga, or whoever it is that’s doing that sort of thing these days.
I heard this on the Chef soundtrack, and it’s just terrific. For that matter, the movie itself is pretty good. Oddly enough, it’s the cast of Iron Man reassembled into a good movie, with Dustin Hoffman, Oliver Platt, Amy Sedaris and Sofia Vergara thrown in.
Sometimes a movie looks like it’s going to be terrible, and it usually is. But one time in a hundred, one of those movies turns out to be beautiful. Those aren’t great odds, but I’ll take them every time.
I’m itching to go down to NYC this month, as there’s going to be a pretty great lineup at BAM. There’s an evening with 3 singer/songwriter types: Sam Beam (yes!), Devendra Banhart (meh), and Stephen Merritt (also yes!).
I’m pretty sure I won’t find the time to get away, but i can dream. It’s times like this that can inspire someone to move to someplace where more *things* happen.
Poor old boring middle of the road me, posting the most famous touring band in the world on my tumblr. And sure, I prefer the Townes Van Zandt version of this. But it’s 4am and I should be working already, and need something up tempo and with drums.