Silver Jews - Tanglewood Numbers
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Music CD Cover Artist: Silver Jews Edition: Music CD CD Release Date: 2005-10-18 Music Label: Drag City Soundtracks:
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Free Music Notes for Tanglewood Numbers Album
Free Music Review: Sub-space Reindeers bust out of the K-maw
Hit: 5 Stars
`Well, then,' continues the `confidence man',
`Just lend me your watch till to-morrow.'
The watch does not leave with its highest numbers in some sharp's wrist. It goes back into a coruscating heart again on the Silver Jew's excellent new record: Tanglewood Numbers. This clock is in full pendulation through every fifth and sixth elusive chamber of an album that abandons nothing quintessential "Silver Jews" while adding a farrago of excellent qualities that can be as hypnotically charged as watching a finch hijack a cement truck. We hear the same easy going blunt poetics and anti-poetics in a peculiar new engine here. The traipsing doors of these songs are without numbers and their carpets crepitate with stealth-speed, it's animals are the butane lighters waking up from some long running inner blazer pocket slumber finally alluding a sort of harrowing harassment from some tomcatting book of exploding matches with an out of service restaurant number emblazoned in it's insides. Oh for the black-out babies listening to this album in the future, I see you.
Yes, the arrangements on Tanglewood Numbers have more of a certain type of depth and oceanic richness then other Silver Jews albums and this is gladdening, but album to album comparisons are not that important to mention. There are harmonies and vocal exchanges that David and Cassie Berman bring to us, (such as on 'The poor, fair and good,' that are so uplifting and completely invigorating, they will make you want to star in a movie about the efflorescence of repressed gondola ushers in a make believe Venice. They are that beautiful, and use a rich calming palette of colors that squids employ as they communicate when they are tired of the ink drip or the fryer's basket. David has never sounded better vocally, and retains his signature delivery, tone, color wending sweep and drag-bulbs to the many a lyric. There are so many little touches enfolded in this body of music, scrapes and contusions of percussion, guitar, unknown sound curls all over, that you continue to pick up as you re-listen.
A mesmerizing coolness gallops out of this very complete and wonderfully integrated album. Songs one to three are neighbors that have just met in a bar for the first time and immediately begin to dance a perilous fandango that brings them closer.
There is a harder blade twisting in these numbers, its wood is darker, comely, darker. The sonic activity torpedoes out of this album's aperture with so much shadow shine whizzing, and the per-usual inspiring/super-honest lyrical prowess of D.C. Berman. Tanglewood Numbers will ambush some crinkly expectations. This is one of a very few bands out there in whatever so called genre, that you can become friends with the songs and that ineffable `whatever it is' that is a part of them, even if you get an accidental black eye in a black out of it's grid.
Every Romanian fourteen year old who decided the uneven handle bars were not worth the suffering knows all the above.