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I love Jonathan Meiburg. I hate Jonathan
Meiburg.
Of course, as I do not know the man, it is
the idea of the man that I talk about. It is the familiar in the strange,
jigsaw puzzle of accessible information and emotion. One would say one reacts
most when confronted with close to mirror image of one’s own idiosyncrasy.
And relationship narratives :D
When Animal Joy was released I was not
actually waiting for it eagerly. I have heard Rooks and The Golden Archipelago
and they did not stink but they never spoke to me. Animal Joy, on the other
hand, hit me straight in the plexus with strength of a beserker. Animal Joy,
with its flare of renaissance fairs, visceral virility and unforgiving lyrics' paintbrush
describing through images of emotion, moments frozen in time.
Even with Jonathan Meiburg’s notorious secrecy in the field of lyrics explanations there is some space for speculation of
what’s really happening here.
We have here one J.M. (36) college graduate
with English and Religion majors who went (on a grant) "to study daily life in
remote human communities to Falkland Islands, Tierra del Fuego, the Aboriginal
settlement of Kowanyama in Australia, the Chatham Islands of New Zealand, and
the Inuit settlement of Kimmirut in Baffin Island, Canada”, geographer and bird
enthusiast keen to express himself through music, seasoned traveler, scientist highly
trained in perceiving his surroundings and person with the experience of marriage
and its resent dissolution writing all lyrics for an album.
What (and how!) can it be about?
To me, this is a conceptual album.
Storybook. Coming of age.
There are many reviews of this album
noticing that something new is here, something not seen before. There are also
many interviews with lots of chaff to go through.
There is this new both firm and pop sound,
so differing from artsy disconnection of previous albums. There is this
storytelling, this aura of beginning in the beginning (with Animal Life) and
going through the moves, learning his way around (Breaking The Yearlings, Dread
Sovereign, You As You Were), being suddenly confronted with the unexpected (Insolence)
from an unexpected source (Immaculate) and forced to re-think and
re-conceptualize (Open Your Houses, Run The Banner Down, Pushing The River),
until some sense is introduced to hurt (Believing Makes It Easy) and new path
opens to show that it is growth, rather than loss, that which is happening
(Star of The Age).
“Yet no matter how personal Meiburg gets, he’ll still be a long way from truly confessional songwriting, the kind of let-it-all-hang-out lyrics that share (and sometimes over-share) life’s triumphs and disappointments. “Well, no, you’re never going to get me there, I don’t think. I have a distrust of confessional songwriting. It can seem so unsophisticated and dull,” he says. “But on the other hand, it can go that way if you go too far away from the personal also. You end up with the same problems.” , tells us one of the interviews.
I’m gonna go out on a limb here and say
that this English professor is in no danger to become unsophisticated. I’m also
suspecting he knows that there is no better way to hide personal than in plain
sight.
Why Believing Makes It Easy? How did I
single it out as my favorite on an album with 10 more excellent songs, with each
song invariably contributing to make the story whole?
Because to understand that believing makes
it easy is the single most important realization of any person’s life. Realization that gets you through thick and
thin, through conflict, through sorrow, through loss of trust, through
everything.
Through everything.
I believe in the rush
I believe in the gathering radiance
I could walk alive
through a burning wall
believing makes it easy
And it comes from someone I see as an epitome of an escapist.
I love Jonathan Meiburg. I hate Jonathan
Meiburg.
I am Jonathan Meiburg.
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