Pitchfork gives Sufjan Stevens an 8.4. Is it overrated?
Pitchfork is a popular internet reviewing service that 'rates' modern indie music bands and sometimes hip hop bands to seem 'kewl and trendy.' Anyways, Sufjan Stevens is a folkwave indie artist who 'crushed it' with a couple of definitive indie songs that were used in meaningful indie movies. If he wanted to 'go mainstream' he would just mimic the formula, but instead he decided to get all artsy fartsy and made a bleepy bloopy electro album.
Since he is a relevant indie artist of the meaningfulcore era (2k4-2k6), it is impossible for indie critics to 'throw him under the bus' / euthanize him, so all of these formative indie presences keep getting 'high scores' even though their music isn't valuable 2 culture any more. Sorta just a celebration of 'hey--remember when we used to like this music/person?' Now it is just kinda an awk relationship, like 'dude--can u make them sound like they used to instead of going all MGMT on us, bro?'
Did P4k 'eff up' by giving Sufjan an 8.4?
Best Coast = WAVVES = Twin Shadow = Sufjan ?
They start off by trying to really sell the angle that Sufjan is 'finally free', being himself, and even saying 'the F-word' on some mp3s:
With his sixth proper album, Sufjan Stevens does battle with what we've come to expect from a proper Sufjan Stevens album. This time, instead of painstakingly humanizing the locations, historical inhabitants, and trivia of a certain slab of America, he's more concerned with his own state of mind. Banjos are out; moody electronics, deep bass, and drums that burst like geysers are in. The lengthiest song title on his last LP, 2005's Illinois, was 53 words long; here, that same superlative goes to a tune called "I Want to Be Well". He's whispering less, hollering more. And at the climax of The Age of Adz, the devout Christian and poster boy for mannered indie-dude sensitivity shouts, "I'm not fuckin' around!" no less than 16 times. Believe him.
Here is some part where they use the term 'Brooklyn-dwelling', evolving beyond the phrase 'Brooklyn-based.'
Yet, there is no mistaking this as a work by the Detroit-born, Brooklyn-dwelling overachiever.
R u depressed that Sufjan has 'lost it'?
Should he retire and get a job as a State Farm insurance agent?
Here is a paragraph where we find out that Sufjy is a 35 year old single cool dad, and that the reviewer thinks that Illinois got 'hella gay' when the mainstreamers found out abt it [via indie movies].
Because The Age of Adz is a relatively dark affair, with the 35-year-old songwriter sometimes forgoing his child-like naïveté for something more oblique and adult. Considering the triumph of style that was Illinois (and the legions of lesser lights that subsequently turned it into some sort of over-the-top Disney on Ice parody), the change of perspective is welcomed.
It just closes out with the usual crap, like 'If u listen to this a lot, u will start to like it. Sufjan is the real deal. This album is a grower.'
But instead of succumbing to trends, Stevens barrels through with another long-form work that requires-- and rewards-- time and devotion. As important questions about music's worth in the age of free continue to swirl around him, Sufjan's still combating instant-gratification culture the best way he knows how.
Did The Age of Adz 'effing blow'?
Is Sufjan in a dark place?
Should he have just stuck 2 writing meaningfulcore folk songs?
Did Sufjan miss out on an opportunity to 'go mainstream'?
Did u even listen to this album, or can u guarantee it is poopy?