Sunday, September 3, 2017

Over Everything

Listen while you read:  Kurt (not Cobain) and Courtney (not Love)

When I'm all alone on my own by my lonesome
And there ain't a single 'nother soul around
I wanna dig into my guitar, bend a blues riff that hangs
Over everything

When I'm by myself and it's daytime (?) Down Under
Or wherever it is I live when it's evening
You know I speed-read the morning news
And come up with my own little song also
Too

When I step outside to a beautiful morning
Where the trees are all wagging, my hair-flag waving
The scenery raging, my life/love cascading, and the smoke hangs
Over everything

When I'm outside in a real good mood
You could almost forget about all the other things
Like a big old ominous cloud in my periphery

Don't wanna talk about it
Simultaneous, I shout it

When I was young, I liked to hear music blarin'
And I wasn't carin' to neuter my jams with earplugs
But these days, I inhabitate a high-pitched ring over things
So these days, I plug 'em up

When I'm strugglin' with my songs, I do the same thing, too
And then I crunch 'em up in headphones, 'cause why wouldn't you?
You could say I hear you on several levels at high decibels
Over everything

When I'm all alone on my own by myself
And there ain't another single one around
I wanna dig into my guitar, bend a blues riff that hangs
Over everything

~  Kurt Vile & Courtney Barnett

I can't say I know why I chose this song today, other than it's new. Lotta Sea Lice, a collaborative effort by Vile and Barnett, is due to be released on October 13, but this song was issued a couple of days ago. While I am a fan of Courtney Barnett, I'm not so sure about Kurt Vile. Maybe he isn't, either, and that's why he's pairing up with more talented female artists, as he did with Hope Sandoval on the icky-sexy "Let Me Get There" last year. While Vile has his own cred as a founding member of The War on Drugs, he strikes me as more "guitar pop" than anything else. And while Courtney Barnett so often finds meaning in the mundane, Vile seems to rely on redundancy and rambling. And he makes up words. "Inhabitate"? Really?

Okay, reading over what I just wrote, I realize that I should not have picked this song. Too late now; I've already invested time and typing. If nothing else, you can enjoy the video. It is clever in that Vile lip-syncs Barnett and Barnett lip-syncs Vile, but more compelling is the black and white background photography. Hey, local peeps . . . some of the scenes were filmed in New Jersey! Maybe you can make guesses as to which ones? (Here's a hint: I think the cold-weather scenes were filmed in Melbourne, Australia, so you can eliminate those.)

Okay, that's all. I'm over everything, including this song.


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