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...soon. At least Spoon and the Pixies came to town; along with Sufjan Stevens and The Mountain Goats (those two it-boys of sensitive singer-songwritering) I spent a summer that was more tragic than hip. My song was “This Year,” the Mountain Goats?? tragic but exuberant story of adolescent defiance...
...Mountain Goats?? latest album may come as a shock to longtime Goats listeners. Gone is the trademark boombox-taped lo-fi Mountain Goats sound and in its place is full-blown studio sound courtesy of well-respected producer Tony Doogan (Mogwai, Belle & Sebastian) and on well-respected label 4AD (Pixies, Cocteau Twins, Throwing Muses). While the sound on Tallahassee may be much more polished than any prior Mountain Goats release, all of their strengths are plainly apparent. Frontman and only permanent Goat John Darnielle bolsters his claim to the title of indie-rock’s poet laureate...
John Darnielle, the man behind the Mountain Goats, performs from his enormous catalogue of emotional, acoustic guitar-driven songs. The Goats?? latest offering, We Shall All Be Healed, marks their twelfth album in less than ten years, and that’s not including EPs, singles and other releases. Come early for the local roots-oriented rock of Choo Choo Larouge and the reflective folk strumming of Manishevitz. Tickets $12. 9:30 p.m. T. T. the Bear’s Place...
...decade later, the Mountain Goats are one album deep into the second phase of their career, signed to 4AD Records and with a little less of the DIY power that lent their longs such urgency back then. While 2002’s stunning Tallahassee finally made the Mountain Goats?? incomparable songwriting accessible, on the recently-released We Shall All Be Healed, songwriter John Darnielle tiredly rehashes concepts, playing the same guitar lines he’s stuck to his entire musical career. And though every old-time Mountain Goats fan will want to blame the professional major-label...
...Mountain Goats?? lyrics have always been their strong point, making up for the fact that the singer can’t sing or play guitar very well. But poetic lyricism is absent on We Shall—the ultimate tragedy of the album. Darnielle’s poetry suffers from a lack of any coherence; it’s unclear by the end whether this is supposed to be a concept album or not. Some images recur (cargo ships in a harbor, broken electrical equipment, unearthed specters) but add up to nothing. Darnielle’s Homeric similes...