Mama, I'm Swollen
Cursive's new album, Mama, I'm Swollen is the marriage of the past that brought them recognition and the spirit of evolution that keeps them from falling stale. There are plenty of trials of self-truth and self-abuse evident in songs like "From The Hips" and "I Couldn't Love You," when Kasher sings, "One thing I can say for sure / Is I couldn't love you any more" we're left wondering if he loves so much he can't possibly love any more or if he's just done loving, period.
Those who've come to appreciate the superego-infused lyricism of Happy Hollow will enjoy "Donkeys," a Pinocchio-inspired tune about overindulgence ("The problem with you, kid / Is you can't say no / You can't take a little nibble / Gotta lick the bowl"). In a similar mode is "We're Going to Hell," regarding the Janus-faced ("You've kept your image squeaky clean / Such a fetching smile /But my, what sharp teeth / We're going to Hell"). The album is filled to the brim with Jungian themes of duality, conflict and decency.
Mama, I'm Swollen climaxes, but a denouement is lacking as the imagined and imaginative protagonist pleads for air ("Let Me Up") and contemplates his history ("What Have I Done?"), but in the end is no closer to understanding than he was when we began. If the resolution isn't the reward, then it's the journey and this album is one hell of a ride.
LP / CD / MP3
LP / CD / MP3
LP / Deluxe LP / CD / MP3
LP / MP3