The odd thing about blogging is that when you leave a gap and slip out of the habit it’s not immediately obvious how to get back in. It’s not like reading a book, say, where there’s a bookmark holding your place or Netflix to remind you which episode of House of Cards you’re on (I’ve just finished Season 2 and am hooked).
Once you lose the rhythm, it can be tricky to find the point / manner in which to re-engage. Or at least it is for me.
It’s not that I lost interest, I’ve just been away on holiday and disconnecting from it all.
So I’ll pop back in with a Currently Spinning job while wishing I was still enjoying the Spanish sun rather than the murk and drizzle of Kent.
I’m trying – and, I hope, achieving to some extent – to get a bit mellower / less uptight with certain things as I get older. I’m pretty sure that’s happening with music, at least. Otherwise I doubt I’d be currently listening to Ryan Adams’ 1989. I cannot say that I have ever knowingly listened to a Taylor Swift song nor that I would. As much as I do try to be less of a musical snob the manufactured, substance-less fluff of that world can still not find my ears open. I can say, though, that I love a lot of Ryan Adams’ work. Accordingly it’s been some time between release and – this week – my listening to his song-for-song remake/recasting of her most recent album.
Given my unfamiliarity with the source material I cannot compare. It’s a strange concept of an album; by all accounts Adams listened to the original during the breakdown of his own marriage and decided to recast it in a way that sheds new light on the song-writing (perhaps to appeal to grumpy old sods like me) and while he’s always had a way with a cover it’s odd to enjoy his genuinely emotive and distinctive take on these songs despite their having been written by writers-for-hire that have also penned tracks for Britney Spears, Lopez et al. Oddly, Adams himself has said that “the goal was to find a middle ground between the sound on Springsteen’s 1978 album “Darkness at the Edge of Town” and the Smiths’ 1985 album “Meat is Murder.””
On the one hand you could say it’s what happens when a prolific artist has his own studio and a lot of time on his hands. On the other it’s also what happens when one artist finds the work of another so compelling that they have to pay a tribute. It seems to have been quite polarizing in terms of reviews – from 5 star in The Telegraph to a 4/10 from Pitchfork – and thanks to Swift’s own following it’s odd that this will likely be his most exposed release.
Still, his voice and playing are continuing along the same quality evolution that was present on his last album and I can’t help but enjoy a lot of this album. Probably why the vinyl has just arrived on my desk as it graduates from a Spotify-only listen.
2 thoughts on “Drifting Back”
Well, welcome back. Unless I miss my guess, you’ve been dipping in and out for a while and are saying, what, that you’re back on a more regular basis? Look forward to that if so.
As to 1989, I’m so not a fan of Taylor Swift I’m not sure if I could listen to this album even if McCartney had covered it. I’ll see if I can get through a few of his versions with an open mind. But I’ve just never ever gotten the fuss over her.
Ah, not quite; I’ve been completely out for two weeks (reading and writing) but a little distracted prior to that with the fun of house buying but thanks for your comments.
That’s why I took so long to bring myself to do so but given how little I think any of these current puppets have to do with actually making the songs (I think it’s like an Elvis situation – they have to get given a credit in order for the song to be accepted) that I’m telling myself they’re simply songs written by other people. He does do a good job of making it more of a Ryan Adams album than a fluff-radio piece though.