Micah P Hinson's albums of the decade
Music never sounded as such until this record came out. And to think it came out of a bunch of oklahomans is madness. Proof that boredom sparks flames.
One of their best records in this time period. The sounds and the words and the sincerity are awe-striking.
This was the last band that knocked me down the first time I heard them. I was on tour in America and they opened up for us. I thought it would just be some something so-so, but I was wrong. They were boxers, kicking the shit out of life.
This record helped put my life in a better path. Clearly, I always had struggles but the things Mr. Bazan speaks of is for every human that walks this earth. Of course, I imagine, he will never be regarded for what he truly is: One of the very best songwriters of our time.
This record meant a great deal to me. It was something else that truly caught me off guard. I was living in england at the time and every one and their fucking dog was praising them as if they were the new and improved jesus. I stayed away from it for some time, then one day, bought it across the street from my flat, "bee's record's and lp's", took it back home, put it on, and listened clear through to the end.
This record doesn't need an explanation. It is texas men at their best and at their baddest. These four men are kings.
I've always adored this band, and after getting to meet them, it was just more concrete in the foundation. Such kind people, with not an ego in sight. And if you're this good, keeping the ego at bay is, i would imagine, a difficult task. I love the washy-ness of the record and the precise sounds.
Mr. Eric Bachmann, lead fella of this act, is another one of these underrated american songwriters. He has created songs and records that could topple mountains, breathe fire, crush empires. I got to tour with him for this record, and getting to know him was an honor. This meeting also lead to our friendship and him working with me on two of my own LP's: The Opera Circuit and The Red Empire Orchestra.
The sadness on this record is a true heartfelt sadness. The way he can turn a phrase, or paint a picture only with his words... I find it all very affective. When I found this record, I didn't think too much of the bands earlier releases, I knew they were talented, but they was just something in the way. Then when I found this one, saw the black bird on the cover, and began to listen with an open heart: I found something different. Something new. Something worthwhile.
There are not words in the English language to describe how I feel about this band, and this record in particular. I lived by this record. I woke to it, I lived to it, I slept to it... I breathed in only Sigur Ros and breathed out only adoration.









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