Word: songs
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...signature hum returns, too, as she thinks to herself: “If I wait, it doesn’t mean you will return.” “December,” too, radiates warmth like a Christmas carol; Jones’ comforting humanity radiates through the song in her more earthen style...
...swim around / wanna drown me in synch,” she sings. Somehow, too, “Back to Manhattan” sounds like pure jazz—like Jones at her best way back when—while also incorporating the wistful moan of an electric guitar. The song seems to resonate in a void, as Jones admits “I know nothing ’bout leaving but I know I should do it today...
...stands out as an example of a successful experiment; Jones balances heavier electronics with a simple drumbeat. The powerful melody, hearkening back to the best of U2 or Coldplay, is refreshing for a jazz vocalist, but it’s hard not to wonder if Jones could do the song better in her own acoustic way. The same goes for “Light as a Feather,” which comes off as a compelling tune with a worrying background whine...
This style is most apparent on seven-minute highlight, “Elephants.” The song opens with ninety seconds of guitar assault and screeching riffs. Even after the vocals enter, the attack continues but, extraordinarily, it softens into a couple of beautifully melodic passages. These are short in duration, but they lend a fascinating depth to the song. The lyrics humorously complement the song’s inability to settle on one mood, Homme singing, “No I can never stay melancholy for long,” then snarling as the guitars return...
...aggression of TCV’s music does not mean that the album lacks its accessible moments. The album front-loads its two catchiest songs immediately after the opener. “Mind Eraser, No Chaser” features vocals by both Grohl and Homme, although this serves only to reiterate the superiority of the latter. Grohl’s over-enthusiastic and humorless singing pales by comparison with Homme’s sophisticated sneer, and fortunately most of the album sees Grohl consigned to his natural place, behind the drum kit, providing successfully muscular, if surpisingly understated, beats...