In late March I listened to ‘Arkansas’ from Damien Jurado’s newest LP, St. Bartlett, on repeat for the duration of a lonely train ride from Chicago to Milwaukee. This song will stick with me. Here Jurado combines hopeful sound with hopeless sentiment. Instead of a fully drawn narrative the lyrics read like a response letter, where heartache is amplified instead of diluted by the lack of detail.
“…I never feel magic unless I am with you.”
Damien Jurado - ArkansasFive years ago CocoRosie covered one Jurado’s finest songs into a telephone answering machine.
