April 7, 2004

{ iron & wine our endless numbered days }

this is going to be short and sweet, just like the album... what strikes me the most odd about this album, is how incredibly minimal it is... not that that's a bad thing at all... but the first album was done on a four track by one man and had layer upon layer upon layer of sound... on this new album, mr. beam has help from about 6 or seven other musicians and i'm assuming that i am correct in assuming that this album was studio produced, not recorded in one room in a house in florida, yet you hear mostly beam and his guitar... of course there are the occasional backups, drums, piano, etc... when i reviewed "the creek" i think i said it made me feel like i wanted to be near water, alone, and whittling wood into small animal figurines... well, this album paints quite a different portrait... listening to this album, i feel like i'm having a dream about a little boy who lives in the country and has absolutely no company but his horse who he goes everywhere with... the horse is his best friend... and only friend... that's the music- the lyrics are a different picture.... the name of the album certainly compliments the tracks... cinder and smoke- so sad... i'm sure most of us have been there in one way or another... i think i'm correct when i say that this is a song about someone's house going up into flames, the owner able to do nothing but sing in sorrow and the bystanders chiming in with sympathy... i was a bystander to this several years ago when a neighbor who lived two houses down had this happen to her... she barely made it out and when i walked down the street to see what all the commotion was, she was just making it out with her shoes, the only things she had managed to grab before her escape... of course, i couldn't watch.. i felt as if everyone felt sympathy, but they were also gawking...
the highlight of the album, in my opinion, is naked as we came.... the encore at the show we went to... you want to take this song as an awful tragedy, one partner losing another, yet it's not at all.... it's one of the sweetest love songs i've ever heard... and it's about death, the death of your mate... but if you give it a listen, you'll see what i mean...
once again, sam and his buddies have me utterly confused in a world of pain and suffering and ultimate bliss.... Contributed by: Stacy Broce

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Music for alone times.

Posted by: Adam at April 12, 2004 3:07 PM

mmmmhmmmm... yeah.

Posted by: stace at June 7, 2004 4:51 AM