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#963: Modest Mouse – Ocean Breathes Salty

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‘Float On’ was the much bigger single from Modest Mouse’s ‘breakthrough’ Good News for People Who Love Bad News album. And I don’t mind it. But the other single released from it, the one that stands before you this moment, is the one that I’ve been much closer to for a while now. I didn’t probably get into the band until about 2017 or something, but Good News… had been on my iTunes library since at least 2014. And even then, I don’t think I probably paid attention to ‘Ocean Breathes Salty’ until I decided to listen through the band’s albums in 2018. I wasn’t actively trying to avoid listening to their music, I swear. Some things just get in the way, such is life. Once I did get round to actively giving Good News… my full attention, ‘Ocean’ stood out as a clear highlight.

Just those opening seconds with Dann Gallucci’s arpeggiated guitar riff and Eric Judy’s ascending/descending bassline were enough to put my mind in a place of ease. You ever need a song to start off your train journey when you’re looking out the window and watching everything pass by you? ‘Ocean’ is the best way to start it off. And with Isaac Brock’s guitar line that mirrors the vocal melody during the verses coming not to soon after, it makes for one of Modest Mouse’s best song intros. Full of emotion, subtly impactful, and it doesn’t take too long for it to roll into the first verse. In that, it becomes clear that someone close to the song’s narrator has passed away. That narrator will keep their friend in their head, heart and soul. But this narrator isn’t one who’s into all this afterlife stuff. They don’t hold out a chance that they’ll see each other again once they’ve died too. It then soon becomes clear that this person’s quite annoyed with this departed friend because they didn’t make the most of the life they had, and if they didn’t make the use of time while alive, what use would living in the afterlife do? That is if there is a life beyond the grave.

I think it’s fair to say that’s the main point of the song. You’ve gotta make the most of the time you have. Brock takes it further by accusing this person of missing their death due to their lack of appreciation for life. Probably meant in a half-jokingly kind of way. At least that’s how I’ve taken it, but there’s still a poignancy to it. This track really is a package. You’ve got the somewhat heavy existential crisis point, but there’s still that sarcastic tone that stops it from becoming to melodramatic. Plus the musical dynamic of switching from the guitar setup during the verses to the Mellotron-led choruses gives an extra kick too. Longtime fans of Modest Mouse usually say that Good News… was where the band’s material marked a change for the worst. It was certainly different to what came before. Bigger production, a lot more slicker. But certainly the tracks on there took a huge benefit from this change. I believe ‘Ocean…’ is a prime example.

#962: The Beatles – Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da

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Man, I think this song’s great. This is a sentiment that wasn’t shared the three particular members of the Beatles while they were working on it during their sessions for what would become the White Album in 1968. Paul McCartney wrote this song, borrowing the title from a Nigerian friend of his, about fictional couple Desmond and Molly Jones and ran through it so many times that George Harrison, Ringo Starr and John Lennon became fed up with the whole thing. A take of the track that was eventually released on Anthology 3 in ’96 showed what the song could have been like had it not been worked on further. Now, I’ve seen people comment how this version is miles better than what ended up on the album. I could never understand that point of view. Just sounds so tame in comparison. At least on the album, the group actually sound like they’re not taking themselves to seriously, which adds a lot to its charm.

It all begins with that striking piano introduction by John Lennon, one that he immediately and angrily demonstrated to the group when he arrived at the studio late, and stoned, and found out what song they were working on. This move apparently redirected the entire direction of the track, and it turned it from that laidback acoustic number to the jumpy, faux-reggae version it was born to be. In the end, it sounds like the band had a fun time recording this new take on the track, especially when it comes to the vocals. With McCartney taking the lead, you can hear Harrison and Lennon jump in with these subtle ad-libs. Maybe to throw McCartney off, I don’t know. For example, when McCartney sings “Desmond lets the children lend a hand,”, Harrison says “arm” and Lennon yelps “leg.” Lennon spells the word “home” at one point. And caught up in all the excitement, McCartney makes a mistake and sings “Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face” in the final verse when it should be Molly. Through all his efforts of trying to make the song perfect, he hilariously slips up. But again, all adds to the charm.

“Ob-La-Di…” has been in a few “Worst Song Ever” lists over the years. I could see why. Guess people just don’t like songs that are too happy and too silly and probably don’t have much substance. But I’m not one of those people. Get those lists out of here. I think in the past there may have been some anti-bias against it due to John Lennon labelling it as the ‘granny shit’ that McCartney had seemed to be churning out in those years. But damn, I’ll sing the damn bassline or those ‘la-la-la’ backing chorus vocals any time of day. Is it my favorite Beatles song? Let’s not go that far. But it makes me feel good when I listen to it, and that’s what all of my favourite songs do. So if you want some fun, take Ob-La-Di-Bla-Da, heeeeeeey.

#961: The Maccabees – O.A.V.I.P.

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I knew I was going to see you again. It’s been a long break. Actually finished writing up the previous letter section in April, even the last post was officially out in the middle of May. Just goes to show how much time I give myself to write these things and come back to them if need be. But I’ve been okay. I went to the first weekend of Primavera Sound in the month of June, saw Pavement which is something I would tick of my bucket list if I had one, and generally been working ever since. But a hole in my life needs to be filled, and that’s writing on this blog again. So here it goes. Here come the O’s.

The inaugural song to mark the occasion comes courtesy of The Maccabees, a band I’ve written about a few times before on here. ‘O.A.V.I.P’ is the seventh song on their debut album Colour It In, opening up its second half in a similar manner as the whole record. From what I recall, opener ‘Good Old Bill’ is about the death of one of the bandmember’s grandparents. ‘O.A.V.I.P’, standing for ‘Old Age Very Important Person/Pensioner’, is a dedication to the widow who’s now dealing with that loss.

“She collects medicines in the box where once he had kept his / And holds out hope the year old Werther’s will be gone long before she goes.” Those are the two first lines of the track. They set the scene immediately. Though they read quite bluntly and to the point, it’s singer Orlando Weeks’s delivery of them that add the emotional weight. As The Maccabees’ journey as a band continued, he sort of grew out/got rid of the quivering yelp vocals that were a standard throughout Colour It In. It was that style that made those songs stand out to me compared to lot of the other indie NME-hyped bands that were around at the time. Don’t get me wrong, the band play extremely well too. Brothers Felix and Hugo White play some great guitar lines that weave and create some great countermelodies. But those moments when Weeks pursues those descending-scale “Whoa-oh-oh”s and reaches that high “Farewell old dear” nearing the song’s end… Well, it’s enough to bring a tear to the eye. It’s a very sincere and sweet song. Always been a highlight for me from this album. After it, the albums just never hit me the same way.