WOAH. Shivers up the spine moment - I was just listening to Boys and Girls in America and thought “I’m going to start a post in Café Society about them…” and there was your post at the top of the pile.
I have got to say, I am unbelievably impressed with this album (I don’t know their earlier stuff). I bought it two months ago and have listened to practically nothing else since. Great musical style - accessible, hooky riffs overlayed with subtle interplay, messing around with traditional song formats, and laconic, ironic vocals.
My favourite track so far is Chips Ahoy! (YouTube video) This is so damn clever, IMO - three accessible refrains, but woven together to make a more complex whole. The lyrics have a really complex structure, almost a short story, presented in a minimalist and subtle manner. The title of the song is about delight at a horse winning a race (a la the Pogues’ Bottle of Smoke). Then it transpires that the protagonist isn’t completely sure that this is the horse’s name; despite this, it remains the name of the song. Why would the songwriter name the song after an something of which the protagonist is unsure? Then it seems that the song is about a clairvoyant gift that the girl has, and there’s an oblique reference to headaches, with no context. At the ‘chorus’ we find that the protagonist is in love with the girl - but she is unresponsive. The foreshadowed headaches are now revealed as a side-effect of her precognitive abilities. And despite the good fortune and partying as a result of successful gambling, it’s clear that despite all the distractions, the song is actually about an inability to connect between a man and his possibly unrequited love - possibly he is even self-deluded, mired in a fog of drugs and celebration. It’s a jolly tune with a silly title, but ultimately it’s a story of the inability of people to connect with each other. All in less than three minutes.
And that alienation in fact is illustrative of the thesis laid out in the previous, first song, Stuck Between Stations: “there are nights when I think that Sal Paradise was right; boys and girls in America have such a sad time together”.
Also, I love the wit in Hot Soft Light - though I really don’t understand what the song is about, other than an incident of which the singer is supposedly accused, who again amusingly is making the old mistake kids make, saying “I don’t know anything about smashing the window… er I didn’t even know that the window was smashed”. But what I really love is “it started recreational, and ended kinda medical” comically juxtaposed later with “it started in the vestibule, and ended in the hospital” (which circumstance is reflected later in Chillout Tents). And then the sublime “it started ice cream social nice, it ended up all white and ecumenical”.
And each song is part of a greater whole - the album title is referenced twice; there are allusions to the same characters in different songs - Holly, who is clearly a beauty who has undergone a mental breakdown and religious conversion; “Gideon’s got a pipe made from a Pringles can” - the entire line is repeated wholesale in two different songs. Add into that references to contemporary and classical American literature - Kerouac, John Berryman - possible allusion to Jeff Buckley’s death “and we all come down and drown in the Mississippi river”? All strongly rooted in the city of Minneapolis, veiwed through a haze of drugs and drink, angst and alienation.
The only track I don’t like is Southtown Girls, because it’s so ponderous.
But on the whole, this is so fucking clever, like a musical version of a poetry version of a book of contemporary American postmodern short stories.