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Sun Kil Moon, Benji

Sunday, 1 May 2016

If there's one book you should take along with you during a train journey, just refer to my post concerning classic French literature. And if there's one music to listen to, just listen to the marvelous album named Benji by Sun Kil Moon. Mark Kozelek's band change in music the story of his life, telling us about family tales, stories of people he met, moment he lived, events that have shocked him like Newtown's shooting, or the song named Benji. More than simple songs, this album is an anthem to sincerity and beauty, with a real soul, just like poems on unforgettable melodies. 
    But you will tell me, "why do you ant us to listen to this album while we're on a train journey?". And I'll answer you, because you have to listen to those songs while time passing without you noticing. You will have time to pay attention to the lyrics, which is the most important thing to do. And then you will realized that there is nothing banal in those tracks. Every song tells a story, a part of the artist's life exposed in a poetic but harsh way. Wether it is about love stories - and sex - or his cousin's death, Mark Kozelek hides nothing to us. Without any chastity  he tells us the stories that made him who he is now, the feelings he felt in every situation, he makes us want to cry when we hear that Jim Wise will go to prison because he has killed his suffering wife, and then failed at suicide. Anthem to his own stories for sure, but also to the one that his country, the US, lived during the writing of the album. Pray for Newtown is one of them, and tells in music this massacre. The singer wants us to remember it, to think about the victims while celebrating Christmas or our birthday, cause those people won't be able to do that anymore. While Dogs is all about the writer love stories, from the first kiss to the latest heartbreak, telling everything with his almost frightening sincerity. His feelings are the heartbeat of the album, and while listening to it you will look at the landscapes while on your train journey with a different look. Maybe with blurry eyes, full of tears, when I can't live without my mother's love will spread its last notes...

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