| I wanted to use a single song to illustrate
my point, but such an impulse runs counter to pretty much everything
that the Afghan Whigs were about. It’s why 1965, looking back,
wasn’t as good as the albums that had preceded it, despite
what I may have said at
the time:
it was looking for a single, and it had a couple of good candidates,
but exchange for those great radio-ready melodies (which didn’t,
in the end, help the band’s cause), it had traded the all-or-nothing
quality that makes an album like Congregation so nakedly outstanding.
Do you understand the mood that drives the album’s first few
songs? Congratulations, you’re in for the long haul. Did you
listen to the album a few times and fail to find a foothold in it?
Sell it back to the store or give it to a friend: it you gotta ask,
et cetera. |