Earlimart
Burgers and health plans
I had this really odd dream last night that I was working in a fast food joint. I had one of those little paper hats that make pointy ends, and sort of just sit on top of your head. I was nervous because it was my first day and the burger joint was named “Eumenides.” I figured I was going to be exposed to making burgers while being lashed by a cat o’ nine tails and getting the fries out of the grease with my bare hands.
So the whole of the day went by and nothing out of the ordinary happened. Just your typical day of training at a fast food establishment. So I asked the portly manager at the end of the day that there wasn’t anything very terrifying or fearsome to be working at a place called “Eumenides.” His solemn answer was: “You haven’t head about the health care plan.” And then I woke up.
So I guess the lesson is that things aren’t always like they seem. Kind of like Earlimart’s Song For, which comes across as a stunningly repose, beautifully unassuming song, which begins with little else than a tenderly melodic bass groove and measured, complicitous percussions, into which arrive singer Aaron Espinoza’s breathy vocals. The song swells into a shiny chorus of organic guitarwork, evoking the most sensitive aspects of folk through a coolhanded pop execution, while dreamy keys swim in a fog of reverb and dulcet strings hum moodily in the background. There’s a purveying sense of ache to the song, exposed without drama, revealed through an indulgently gentle approach, like a close relative trying to ease you into some bad news. Yet we are not spared by its despondent ways, nor can we escape Earlimart’s nimble and captivating artistry in this alluring, polished, flesh and blood song.
Hm. I wonder what that health plan was about…
MP3: Earlimart - Song For
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