Carrie & Lowell - Sufjan Stevens LP
The album - named after Stevens' mother and stepfather - is a return to Stevens' folk roots. Thematically, the 11 songs address life and death, love and loss, and the artist's struggle to make sense of the beauty and ugliness of love.
The album sounds like memory: it spans decades yet does not trade on pastiche or nostalgia. Stevens's gauzy double-tracked vocals wash across the dashboard of long-finned, drop-top Americana, yet as we race towards the coast we are reminded that sunshine leads to shadow, for this is a landscape of terminal roads, unsteady bridges, traumatic video stores, and unhappy beds that provide the scenery for tales of jackknifed cars, funerals, and forgiveness for the dead.
Each track in this collection of eleven songs begins with a fragile melody that gathers steam until it becomes nothing less than a modern hymn. Sufjan recounts the indignities of our world, of technological distraction and sad sex, of an age without neither myths nor miracle - and this time around, his voice carries the burden of wisdom. Carrie and Lowell accomplishes the rare thing that any art should achieve, particularly in these noisy and fragmented days: by seeking to understand, Sufjan makes us feel less alone.
The album - named after Stevens' mother and stepfather - is a return to Stevens' folk roots. Thematically, the 11 songs address life and death, love and loss, and the artist's struggle to make sense of the beauty and ugliness of love.
The album sounds like memory: it spans decades yet does not trade on pastiche or nostalgia. Stevens's gauzy double-tracked vocals wash across the dashboard of long-finned, drop-top Americana, yet as we race towards the coast we are reminded that sunshine leads to shadow, for this is a landscape of terminal roads, unsteady bridges, traumatic video stores, and unhappy beds that provide the scenery for tales of jackknifed cars, funerals, and forgiveness for the dead.
Each track in this collection of eleven songs begins with a fragile melody that gathers steam until it becomes nothing less than a modern hymn. Sufjan recounts the indignities of our world, of technological distraction and sad sex, of an age without neither myths nor miracle - and this time around, his voice carries the burden of wisdom. Carrie and Lowell accomplishes the rare thing that any art should achieve, particularly in these noisy and fragmented days: by seeking to understand, Sufjan makes us feel less alone.
The album - named after Stevens' mother and stepfather - is a return to Stevens' folk roots. Thematically, the 11 songs address life and death, love and loss, and the artist's struggle to make sense of the beauty and ugliness of love.
The album sounds like memory: it spans decades yet does not trade on pastiche or nostalgia. Stevens's gauzy double-tracked vocals wash across the dashboard of long-finned, drop-top Americana, yet as we race towards the coast we are reminded that sunshine leads to shadow, for this is a landscape of terminal roads, unsteady bridges, traumatic video stores, and unhappy beds that provide the scenery for tales of jackknifed cars, funerals, and forgiveness for the dead.
Each track in this collection of eleven songs begins with a fragile melody that gathers steam until it becomes nothing less than a modern hymn. Sufjan recounts the indignities of our world, of technological distraction and sad sex, of an age without neither myths nor miracle - and this time around, his voice carries the burden of wisdom. Carrie and Lowell accomplishes the rare thing that any art should achieve, particularly in these noisy and fragmented days: by seeking to understand, Sufjan makes us feel less alone.
