i'm slowly working my way back through mark eitzel's work and started by picking up the invisible man a few years ago. a young kid then, probably floating around in the record store, partly terrified partly at home. i went up to the counter, tossed the cd on the counter and the older lady at the register just kinda looked at me. i said mark eitzel used to be in american music club thinking i prolly beat her to discovering an amazing artist. i had never heard anything by the guy but he was already mine. and looking like the biggest sixteen year old ever, i stepped out of the record store into my car, put eitzel on and didn't know what the hell was going on. the intro to the boy with the hammer sounded like someone just fell over and died on the piano. it was scary. this old drunken guy was whispering his stories of drunkely spewing "F**K YOU WORLD!" and then running out of the bar to sleep under the night sky at some random location in downtown s.f. "I'M ONLY SIXTEEN, MARK! JESUS..." so i safely placed eitzel near the bottom of my rotation and went back to safe, angry alternative, brit-pop or anything else that would keep whatever eitzel was singing about at bay. as time went, eitzel became more of a routine and then, without me noticing, eitzel was everywhere with me. after that, i picked up 'west', 'caught in a trap', amc's 'san francico', 'mercury', and 'music for courage and confidence'. all are phenomenal and give listeners the backalley treatment. there ain't no red carpet, there's not a soul in sight. it's just you and a drunken, depressed guy who just might be the most decent person in the world.
enough has probably been said about the invisible man. i won't try to add anything new. to the sea is unbearably fitting to buckley. eitzel really knows what he's talking about (maybe that's what separates him from everyone?). certainly, like another reviewer mentioned, it is darkness visible.