It is a windy, blustery day, but
apart from a chill in the air, it is actually kind of nice. I like it windy, and I don’t even mind the
rain, but I have a hard time with both of them at the same time. If I can’t use an umbrella, it means I have
to use ear-buds instead of my nice headphones.
The headphones are a bit hipster, but I love them, and they give a nice
warm sound to the music that bass-driven ear-buds never do. Kudos to Sheila for buying them for me!
Luckily this morning’s walk was
just rain, and this afternoon’s was just wind, so I got to use them both ways.
Disc 496 is… Chutes Too Narrow
Artist: The Shins
Year of Release: 2003
What’s up with the Cover? In the middle of the oughts, record companies and
artists alike were still valiantly trying to keep people from turning to
downloads over albums. Beck did a cover
which you could decorate yourself with “The Information” and even the
Shins follow up album, “Wincing the Night Away” has stickers.
“Chutes Too Narrow” is a three
dimensional fold, where different portions are cut away to create a three
dimensional effect. I thought about
folding it out and taking another picture, but it looks like it was drawn by
someone in Grade Two.
How I Came To Know It: As I’ve noted on prior Shins’ reviews, Sheila and I
were watching “Saturday Night Live” and we saw the Shins come on to promote
this album. We loved it and went out and
bought this album shortly thereafter, so this is the album that launched our
interest in the band.
How It Stacks Up: We have four Shins albums, which I think is all of
them. “Chutes Too Narrow” is excellent,
but I have to put it behind the masterpiece that is “Wincing the Night Away,”
and so it fall second.
As this
is the last Shins album for review in the collection, tradition dictates a
quick recap of how they stacked up:
- Winging the Night Away: 5 stars (reviewed at Disc 366)
- Chutes Too Narrow: 4 stars (reviewed right here)
- Port of Morrow: 4 stars (reviewed at Disc 442)
- Oh, Inverted World: 2 stars (reviewed at Disc 22).
Rating: 4 stars.
If you
live with someone, there will always be albums that your partner or room-mate
will play a lot. Doing chores? They’ll play a particular album. Playing games? Same album appeals to them. Painting a room? You guessed it – same album again. This can be a perilous situation if the album
isn’t to your liking.
“Chutes
Too Narrow” is one of those ‘play it all the time’ albums for Sheila. Luckily for me, I also love it. Like my last review for KISS’ “Love Gun,”
this is a tight little record, with just ten tracks and coming in at only
thirty-three minutes. I wouldn’t say “Chutes
Too Narrow” leaves me wanting more, but it definitely leaves me satisfied.
The Shins
make pop music (don’t let this whole fad for the word ‘indie’ fool you). They make excellent pop music though, unlike
most of the tripe that gets radio play.
I wouldn’t know if the Shins get radio play, since I never listen to the
radio, but I hope they do – they certainly deserve it.
Their
particular brand of pop puts songs together that embrace the genre’s very traditional
and basic music constructions but then orchestrate the various instruments in
novel ways. The result is more about the
whole sound, rather than any individual virtuosity.
If there
is any standout, it is singer James Mercer, who is also the songwriter and general
inspiration for the band (and the only surviving member, which is a bit
weird). Mercer has that modern
indie-style voice which is high and tiny like a sixties teen idol, but with an
added quaver that makes it feel more vulnerable and heartfelt. Many of these songs would seem maudlin if it
weren’t for Mercer’s delivery making you feel it so deeply.
Everyone
else plays well, but the music is mostly rhythmic in nature, without solos or
other attention being drawn to them. Sometimes
I miss the dynamics of solo virtuosity in indie music, but “Chutes Too Narrow”
does a good job of establishing a thoughtful introspective mood. It draws you toward it in a trance-like way
that would make a squealing guitar solo or bridge just seem oddly out of place
or jarring.
As a
result, I’m sometimes lulled into the music so far that I don’t pay attention
to what the band is singing about. This
is a shame, because unlike their preceding album (“Oh, Inverted World”) this
record has Mercer combining the simple rhythmic melodies with some genuinely
thoughtful lines.
My
favourite song on the album, lyrically and musically, is “Pink Bullets” a song about a failed relationship told in part
through the imagery of two kites entangled with each other:
“Cool of a temperate breeze
From dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field it seems
A thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied them into knots
To finally fly apart we had to
cut them off.”
It is
the tale of a relationship where the very things that hold it together prevent
the participants from moving forward. It
is deeply depressing, but damned evocative.
Once the tragedy of the situation is understood, and the realization is made
that it must end, things turn even worse, as love shifts to self-loathing:
“Since then it’s been a book you read
in reverse
You understand less as the pages
turn
Or a movie so crass
And awkwardly cast
Even I could be the star.”
There
are other great moments on the album, most of which come on the back half of
the album which is more introspective and interesting to me. Notably “Gone
For Good,” is another brilliant breakup song filled with the same vastness
of regret and relationship disaster.
One
minor gripe is that the songs are named things that are overly obscure, making
it hard to remember the titles of the ones you like. Just name it something that makes sense,
James!
This
album has come dangerously close to overplayed for me, but it is a testament to
its excellence that even as I think to myself, that same album again” I still
feel excited to hear it yet again.
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