Artist: Modest Mouse
Album: Strangers To Ourselves
Bitrate: 256kbps avg
Quality: EAC Secure Mode / LAME 3.98.4 / -V0 / 44.100Khz
Label: Epic Records
Genre: Indie
Size: 110.25 megs
PlayTime: 0h 56min 52sec total
Rip Date: 2015-03-12
Store Date: 2015-03-13
Track List:
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01. Strangers To Ourselves 3:24
02. Lampshades On Fire 3:07
03. Sh*t in Your Cut 4:43
04. Pistol (A. Cunanan, Miama, FL 3:41
1996)
05. Ansel 2:56
06. The Ground Walks, With Time In 6:11
A Box
07. Coyotes 3:30
08. Pups To Dust 3:30
09. Sugar Boats 4:03
10. Wicked Campaign 3:33
11. Be Grave 3:31
12. God Is An Indian And You're An 1:17
A**hole
13. The Tortoise And The Tourist 3:40
14. The Best Room 4:24
15. Of Course We Know 5:22
Release Notes:
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Modest MouseÆs 22-year career to date is something of a Cinderella story.
Despite a frontman in throaty philosopher Isaac Brock who sounds like Tom Waits
shouting into a wood-chipper; despite a consistently wonky sound that's evolved
from awkward fuzzbox pop (2004Æs æGood News For People Who Love Bad NewsÆ) to
sea-shanty concept albums about drowned sailors (2007Æs æWe Were Dead Before The
Ship Even SankÆ); and despite the gloomy, fatalist streak to their lyrics, the
Washington scrappers return from an eight-year break a weirdly mainstream
concern. Their songs have been covered on American Idol. TheyÆre regular
festival headliners in the US. And æWe Were DeadàÆ û featuring the writing
talents of Johnny Marr, who's since left the band û was a number one hit on the
US Billboard chart, selling over 500,000 copies in the US alone.
New album æStrangers To OurselvesÆ seems determined to challenge that status,
delivering some of their most brilliantly deranged moments yet. From grizzled,
slap-bass disco freakouts (æThe Ground Walks, With Time In A BoxÆ) to campfire
lullabies (æGod Is An Indian And YouÆre An AssholeÆ) it's an impressively
unpredictable record that veers down wildly different paths, in ways no previous
Modest Mouse album has dared. BrockÆs lyrics remain the same: dense thickets of
imagery and introspection (ôAnother branch on the tinder-bound tree/Birds flying
lower, lookinÆ downwards to feedö, he sings over tender acoustic guitar on
æCoyotesÆ) but otherwise 'Strangers...' is an adventurous reinvention.
Not all the risks come off. The curiously named æPistol (A Cunanan, Miami, FL.
1996)Æ is a twisted, ill-advised parody of Gwen Stefani chart hip-hop, which
sees Brock booming ôWhy donÆt you come to my room and clean my pistol?ö But
after two decades, what matters is that Modest Mouse are still taking those
risks. æStrangersàÆ doesnÆt pack the emotional punch of their classic albums,
but thereÆs something laudable about its genre-hopping loopiness. Their
Cinderella story just got a surreal new chapter.