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...Though Stipe??s face clearly showed the marks of age, he looked smart and alert, constantly taking in everything yet letting very little slip. The rest of the band took their cues from the frontman. They seemed to start off almost a little weary and subdued (leaving questions about the absence of Peter Buck’s signature guitar poses), but soon enough Buck himself was leaping in the air, and bassist Mike Mills was smiling beatifically beneath his ever-wilder hair...
...were the darlings of the college rock scene, selling nearly 45 million albums. Even after leaving indie IRS Records for Warner Brothers in 1988, R.E.M. maintained musical credibility, generally lauded by critics and fans alike. The combination of Peter Buck’s lush guitar work and Michael Stipe??s piercing, emotion-choked vocals, made their sound truly unique...
Unfortunately, Around the Sun fails to explore any new terrain for the band. Songs like “Make it Okay” and “Aftermath” recycle past R.E.M guitar lines, and Michael Stipe??s vocals sound disinterested and rangeless. “The Worst Joke Ever” might have been a fine song on Out of Time, but by this point in R.E.M.’s career, playing these same mildly-pleasant melodies is nothing short of redundant. The single “Leaving New York” paints a sepulchral...
...want to breathe again / I want to dream / I want to float a quote like Martin Luther King,” and stuff that just makes no sense, like, “I want to bathe in grape / must swim the length of the milky way.” Stipe??s whiny drone lends itself to unspecific philosophical maxims, so R.E.M. has always gotten away with more than a normal amount of this sort of thing, but many of the lyrics seem to shy away from actually making any points...
...lithe, staccato “Solitaire.” Yet the punch is all in her lyrics, full of extended metaphors and vivid imagery that catch the listener off-guard like a pit-trap in the leafy beauty of her music. She has Michael Stipe??s talent for turning unmanageable turns of phrase into effortless cadences. There are few who could sing, “Look at all the waifs of Dickensian England / Why is it their suffering is more picturesque?” without it clunking in the ear like a trash-compactor, but the line slips...