{"id":36077,"date":"1998-12-02T00:00:00","date_gmt":"1998-12-02T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/xo\/"},"modified":"1998-12-02T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"1998-12-02T00:00:00","slug":"xo","status":"publish","type":"review","link":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/xo\/","title":{"rendered":"XO"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I wasn&#8217;t sure how I&#8217;d like this disc, but I&#8217;ve ended up loving<br \/>\nit.<\/p>\n<p>At first, I listened over and over and couldn&#8217;t quite &#8220;get it.&#8221;<br \/>\nWas it merely an airy, light pop confection or was there some guts<br \/>\nhidden in there? After repeated listens, I&#8217;d have to affirm that<br \/>\nexperiencing<br \/>\n<i>XO<\/i> is like biting into a candy bar with a razor blade hidden<br \/>\ninside. The music seems all fluffy and sweet, but the lyrics bite<br \/>\nback with a vengeance.<\/p>\n<p>Smith has honed to perfection the concept of the flawless<br \/>\nthree-minute pop song, filling this disc with many numbers even<br \/>\ncoming in at 2:30 or slightly less. The songs reminded me<br \/>\nalternatively of the Beach Boys&#8217;<br \/>\n<i>Pet Sounds<\/i> to Chris Stamey&#8217;s version of the db&#8217;s pop songs.<br \/>\nSmith&#8217;s vocals alternatively have the rasp and vigor or surprising<br \/>\ntenderness of early Alex Chilton circa Big Star. Considering those<br \/>\ncomparisons, this guy has my vote for a great pop force.<\/p>\n<p>With his lush acoustic arrangements and heart-melting harmonies,<br \/>\nSmith has put together a collection of songs that are a vocal opus<br \/>\nto disillusioned love wrapped up in a gossamer musical package. He<br \/>\nconvincingly portrays the wide-eyed shock of a lover left in the<br \/>\ndust through his sweet vocals without being cloying. His themes<br \/>\nrange from alienation and confusion about love to simply being<br \/>\nblind about it.<\/p>\n<p>One moment he&#8217;s not wanting to know where his lover is because<br \/>\nhe doesn&#8217;t believe he&#8217;s &#8220;the puzzle pieces&#8221; of love&#8217;s solution.<br \/>\nNext, in the one stinging example of lyrical anger in &#8220;I Didn&#8217;t<br \/>\nUnderstand&#8221;, he alternatively laments &#8220;What a fucking joke&#8221; the<br \/>\nrelationship has become to his own self deprecation of &#8220;I always<br \/>\nfeel like shit.&#8221; Despite his rather pessimistic view of love, he<br \/>\nnever seems to fully blame his lovers for screwing things up, or<br \/>\nleast they aren&#8217;t implicated as the real reason love has failed or<br \/>\ndeserted him. Smith fairly croaks with &#8220;Oh Well OK&#8221; that he<br \/>\n&#8220;couldn&#8217;t figure out what made you so unhappy.&#8221; Apparently, the<br \/>\ncause and the blame fall mostly on his shoulders.<\/p>\n<p>The closing track, &#8220;I Didn&#8217;t Understand&#8221;, a musically angelic<br \/>\node to love lost, conjures:<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;ll soon be leaving me<\/p>\n<p>Alone like I&#8217;m suppose to be<\/p>\n<p>Tonight, tomorrow and everyday<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s nothing here you&#8217;ll miss.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Something tells me this is a guy with a road littered with<br \/>\nbroken love affairs or at least one very unhappy breakup that<br \/>\ninfluenced the entire album&#8217;s worth of gut-wrenching misery.<\/p>\n<p>My favorite tracks on the disc change daily, depending on the<br \/>\ndourness of my own emotional mood. &#8220;Sweet Adeline&#8221; has sweeping,<br \/>\nrapturous melodies, nicely augmented by some backing strings and<br \/>\nSmith&#8217;s acoustically innocent vocals. &#8220;Waltz #2,&#8221; perhaps one of<br \/>\nthe best tracks along with &#8220;Waltz #1,&#8221; showcases Smith&#8217;s ability to<br \/>\nwrite dejectedly and angrily but is contradicted through the<br \/>\nvulnerability his voice projects to the true nature of his<br \/>\nemotions. &#8220;Waltz #1&#8221; is as slippery and dreamlike as a Bach minuet<br \/>\nand most reminded me of Chris Stamey&#8217;s ballads such as &#8220;I&#8217;m In<br \/>\nLove.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My other current favorite that keeps running through my head<br \/>\nover and over is &#8220;Amity,&#8221; a song showcasing Smith&#8217;s ability to do<br \/>\nfalsetto singing as well as Chilton did on<br \/>\n<i>Radio City<\/i> during his heyday.<\/p>\n<p>Smith&#8217;s absolute obsession with love&#8217;s pitfalls never gets too<br \/>\noverbearing or self-pitying . This difficult balance is<br \/>\naccomplished mostly from Smith&#8217;s ability to use his voice as an<br \/>\ninstrument which has just the right soft touch. He may be singing<br \/>\nabout dark despair but he sprinkles in those confetti-spun vocals<br \/>\nand melodies and you just can&#8217;t feel completely gloomy while giving<br \/>\nthis disc a serious listen.<\/p>\n<p>My only true criticism of this disc is the songs sound too much<br \/>\nalike. There is no great variance in the theme, musically or<br \/>\nemotionally, on<br \/>\n<i>XO<\/i>. But then again, doesn&#8217;t that make his argument stronger<br \/>\nas his point seems to be there is no sense or happiness within<br \/>\nlove&#8217;s treacherous grip?<\/p>\n<p>My advice is to listen to this disc a lot. It&#8217;s something that<br \/>\ngrows on you slowly and blossoms with each listen. If you&#8217;ve<br \/>\nrecently broken up with someone (or wish you could), this is<br \/>\ndefinitely a well-suited tonic for the love damaged and love<br \/>\nchallenged.<\/p>\n<p>So, lay back, take a deep breath, and revel in this beautiful<br \/>\nand melancholic record. Somehow, Smith manages to make you feel<br \/>\nlike even though love stinks, it can still be a beautiful,<br \/>\ncathartic experience. And<br \/>\n<i>XO<\/i> is just the vehicle to purge your dispirited romantic<br \/>\nsoul.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":22,"featured_media":24872,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"tags":[],"artist":[6023],"rating":[5613],"class_list":["post-36077","review","type-review","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","artist-elliott-smith","rating-rating-a-minus"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/36077","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/review"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/22"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=36077"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/36077\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/24872"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=36077"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=36077"},{"taxonomy":"artist","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/artist?post=36077"},{"taxonomy":"rating","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/rating?post=36077"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}