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Originally Posted by AdamWill
I don't get their hype for Blueberry Boat, either. I bought it off the back of Pitchfork's ecstatic review. It's fun, but come on, it's basically a novelty record. Ripping off five hundred different styles on one record doesn't make you a genius if you don't do anything interesting with the idea, IMHO. #50? Sure, but not in the top five.
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Yeah,
Blueberry Boat was really the wild card this year. For me, I thought they did it a disservice, as did Rob Mitchum, by not naming it album of the year. This majestic journey around the world of music by Matt and Eleanor Friedberger, better known as the Fiery Furnaces, is one amazing album. Maybe not the best for you, but easily the best for me. One of the nicest and most concise expressions of why some of us love this music so much can be glimpsed in the year end writeup at the Stylus ezine site. Their original review by a different writer left a lot to be desired, in my mind, but I think J T. Ramsay really nails it.
Blueberry Boat is a testament to the operatic ambitions of all of the great pop bands of the '60's and '70's. It embodies the best efforts of the megalomaniacal personalities that fueled them, figures like Ray Davies, Pete Townsend, Rick Wakeman, Alan Parsons, and Keith Emerson. Unlike these hirsute predecessors, Fiery Furnaces departed the lo-fi coastal shoals for more treacherous tropical waters, recording an album that seems beyond the depth of even their most accomplished peers, something that approaches side two of
Abbey Road in terms of its complexity, scope and sweep. By escaping the three-minute verse/chorus/verse stranglehold that has long hobbled independent rock,
Blueberry Boat demonstrates a willingness to limn carefully circumscribed images through intricate and alternately expansive suites, resulting in a dazzling stylistic collage pasted together with vibrant
leitmotifs and arcane gestures to melodramatic pop forms.
With melodies that run from convention like fugitives, winding down back-roads, weaving in and out of the dappling daylight and bursting out of briar thickets, Fiery Furnaces'
Blueberry Boat surprised many of those who didn't expect Matt and Eleanor Friedberger to record a Gilbert & Sullivanesque sophomore album. Unlike other great records in recent memory,
Blueberry Boat imparts personality and warmth via their euphonous tones and tongue-twisting lyrics, avoiding the icy detachment common to the warmed-over esoterica too often conflated with a postmodern idyll, a notion that reeks of
epater le bourgeois. Beginning with the undulating scales of the epic "Quay Cur",
Blueberry Boat provides convincing evidence that progressive rock can once again capture our imagination, be accessible, entertain and make us dance, a truth that stands in contrast to the stubborn insistence that listeners be rendered mute by passionless techniques, stunned by deafening sophistication, and awed by such impersonal monoliths.
[J T. Ramsay]
http://www.stylusmagazine.com/review.php?ID=2145