I don't know if this is an end or a beginning, but what better way to greet it than with the first song on this album. This is the New Year may be the best album opener ever. This alum is charged with grief, rebirth, love, guilt. It flows both sweet and cruel, and to depths it speaks of longing.
Lyrically simple, the words almost sound like they are being choked out of Ben Gibbards soul.
There are no specific highlights to this album, as a whole it is a must listen. But there are certain points I fall in love with every time I listen. Like how the song Tiny Vessels is a confession with lines like:
"And she was beautiful, but she didn't mean a thing to me"
and the whole bridge
" I wanted to believe in all the words that I was speaking
As we moved together in the dark
And all the friends that I was telling
And all the playful misspellings
And every bite I gave you left a mark
As tiny vessels oozed into your neck
And formed the bruises
That you said you didn't want to fade
But they did and so did I that day"
And then the songs of being a young man, like in "We Looked Like Giants". Ben tells the story of being a young man in the north part of the country. But we finish on the sweetest note, when Giants ends, and swells into the finale of the album, "A Lack of Color". After rehashing old thoughts of old souls, the singer is now looking at now. This song is simple, beautiful, and wanting.
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