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Cursive's Domestica

07/12/2000 | Seattle's The Stranger | Album Review
Let it hereby be noted that, in no uncertain terms, and without further ado, I forthwith amend my previous highly personal list of recorded works, of which I unconditionally forbid myself to partake when I am feeling emotionally fragile, romantically devastated, or in any weakened or reduced state, psychologically speaking. Seeing as music is the most powerful force in the universe, and yet also sometimes the damaging cause of its own fantastically curative effect, I now add to the aforementioned list of very beautiful but acutely frightening albums--which contains (1) Hüsker Dü's Zen Arcade, (2) Nick Drake's Pink Moon, and (3) The Carpenters' Greatest Hits--the title of Domestica, by Cursive.

Succinctly, the reasons for this insertion can be easily ascertained by an analytic perusal of the extant list's three titles (now increased by one): namely, that Cursive's album is (as with #1) an unremitting lyrical/instrumental assault on the nervous system by naked and noisy emotional truths far too difficult to bear in any of the aforementioned weakened states; that Domestica (as with #2) is a bitter pill coated in sweet sugar, or, more bluntly stated, an undeniably well-crafted and superbly executed artistic lure into someone else's exceedingly symbolic psychological hell; and, finally, that Cursive's gorgeous and inventive yet ultimately terrifying opus becomes (as with #3) more creepy with each successive listen, and tends to linger and leave unwanted traces in the memory--which has a difficult time ignoring the music's wonderfully catchy yet ultimately brooding tunefulness.

In conclusion--and with full awareness that the inclusion of Cursive's Domestica on this list is a dubious honorific--let it be said that I can't really wish singer/songwriter Tim Kasher well, since he seems to be moved to what, I must say, are very important (if frightening) musical and poetic heights by the internal pain he suffers. Furthermore, to wish him good luck would be to bestow upon him the one thing he needs least. (I can, at the very least, hope he doesn't get married--and therefore divorced--again. One marital rock opera per lifetime is enough.)

Cursive's Domestica

Cursive's Domestica

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