|1. Misery Is The River of the World|
|2. Everything Goes to Hell|
|3. Coney Island Baby|
|4. All The World Is Green|
|5. God's Away On Busines|
|6. Another Man's Vine|
|7. Knife Chase|
|9. Starving In The Belly Of A Whale|
|10. The Part You Throw Away|
|13. A Good Man Is Hard To Find|
Again, the music is meant to accompany some sort of theatrical piece by Robert Wilson. Maybe in context, this would rivet me more, but on its own, a couple of times through this now over the course of the past year and I doubt that I'll listen to it again.
Not to mention the faces he makes in his production photos! I've made enlarged photocopies and placed them all over my room. I wish they sold Tom Waits masks during Halloween. I would put one on and growl mytheritherytherofthewurl! everytime someone opened their door. As is, I am practicing my Tom Waits face daily. It helps when I'm hung over.
This is music in its purest, most raw, and above all, most ENTERTAINING forms. No sniveling, money-grubbing producers manipulating from behind the scenes. No whiney "teen heart-throbs" wailing with "emotion" through a computer over a drum machine. No thirty-year old "punks rockers" singing about bodily functions. No retro "garage" [stuff]. No rappers. Nothing. Just brilliant poetry, and beautiful yet bizarre and almost unnerving songs.
How to describe it? It's a bit of everything I love Tom Waits for. It's got what I call "cluttered jazz" mixed with show tunes, ballads, and oompah mutant pirate music. It's weird, noisey, funny, and depressing all at once. The songs are often simple and somewhat repetetive, but still no one could pull them off the way Waits does.
I'd just like to add my thoughts on how unbelievably stupid you have to be to complain about Tom Waits' voice. He sounds "gruff", "out of tune", or "like Cookie Monster". I suppose you'd rather listen to "Starving in the Belly of a Whale" with Luciano Pavarotti at the helm? Puh-LEEEZE. Waits gets weirder with age, and compensates for that fact by writing weird music which his rugged and occasionally cartoonish voice complements PERFECTLY. Hopefully, Tom will continue to defy the complaints of these so-called fans who expect for him to write "Rain Dogs" over and over album after album.
In summary: a beautiful, catchy album. You buy now.
That haunting, smoky, philosophy spinning voice is one of the most savory products this strange universe has... Read more