AudioFile: Okkervil River

Intricate stories that span throughout albums, deep brooding lyrics that unravel and reveal sometimes dark assertions on the human soul; organs, soft string instruments, trumpets and acoustic guitars, soft crackling vocals — ohh I’m swooning! One band, one record even, encapsulating everything I love most about music. This is my love letter to Okkervil River... Sometimes music makes you sad, sometimes music makes you happy. Sometimes it makes you think, makes you wish you could write poetry, makes you wish you could articulate what, exactly, it is that a particular line in a particular song is pricking at inside your heart. It is rare when you find a group of musicians whose music does all of these things. In one single verse, frontman Will Sheff can go from softly cooing lyrics about loving somebody who is fixated on another, to screeching about having a heart of stone. So eloquent, so brilliant! One of the most wonderful things about Okkervil River is Sheff’s penchant for storytelling. His lyrics are poetry, oft grim, but never frightening, his verses sometimes seem like cautionary tales. But the words don’t tell us the whole story. The music itself does as much storytelling as the lyrics, maybe more. The band employs instruments like steel guitars, mandolins, cellos, trumpets, organs and banjos to illustrate its stories. Every chord dripping with depth, emotion; Sheff’s crackling, straining vocals the perfect pairing with the tone of the music, the perfect narrator for these lurid, fantastic stories. , the band’s 2005 release, will tell you all you need to know about this folk and blues-rooted band. The songs encapsulate a perfect scale of delicate songwriting, set with soft melodies and moving to tumultuous guitar riffs and crashing symbols while Sheff’s straining vocals scream out revelations of unrequited love — feelings of love and desperation for somebody who will never notice you, because they are in love with a stone: something dead, someone who will never love them quite the right way. Of course, it’s not so simple. And with each listen, the lyrics come to mean something new. Its intricacies begin to open up, to let you in to their deeper meanings. is still, for me, the ultimate Okkervil River record. It is essential on a road trip, alone in my car crooning along with Sheff, feeling every rhythm as if it’s the first time I’ve listened to it.

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