David Bowie
“The homeward road is long.
You’ve left your prayers and song.”
Amidst the crowded sea of influences and potential, the core of the future Sufjan is visible.
The result is a net negative for the band’s legacy (hence why I prefer to pretend that this doesn’t exist).
Third/Sister Lovers slots in as a cult classic, an unpalatable album that has nevertheless found a home amongst misfits and outsiders.
With low stakes and a restrained sonic palette forced on them by the quarantine life, they sound like they’re having fun again.
That their job entails jumping around on stage and singing psychedelic pop songs is a welcome perk—but it’s still a job.
It’s a worthy celebration of a remarkable decade, and miles better than a meaningless greatest hits collection that many modern bands would have been content with.
It’s an inessential blip in the Animal Collective canon, but it’s in the same vein as Painting With—an enjoyable if unremarkable collection of songs.
Putting out something that is not intentionally pushing boundaries or sensibilities feels like an innovation in itself.