Upon my introductory listen, the first half of the album seems in danger of falling flat; repetitive in musicality, predictable in dynamic, and relying too heavily on the forward delivery of working class imagery and icy countryside. That is, until the climactic track, "Stamp", which starts off hard, showcasing the uncompromising, relentless skill of drummer, Paul Banwatt. He kills it in this song
At that moment I knew I was in for something special. Oberst’s amigo Denny from El Paso gives a pretty awesome description of the Garden of Eden and he has finally cleared up for me how the dynamics of the universe and how they rotate counterclockwise with eight other universes and create a super universe. With all of my life’s questions being answered within the first three minutes of this album everything from here on out was a bonus.
Having seen Cursive at festivals and medium-sized venues, one gets the illusion that Kasher is untouchable, a god of the stage who is just out of reach. To see him at a bar on the city's north side, nervously strumming through poignant, delicately worded songs he attributes to nobody but himself was something special.
One of the best interviews on the state of the music industry in a long time.