Tuesday, April 2, 2013

if there's a way out it will be / step by step through the black

Transcendental musical experiences that are not wearing out: the last verse of "Riding with the Ghost" ("I put my foot to the floor to make up for the miles I've been losing / I've been running out of things I didn't even know I was using") and the last thundering two minutes of "Farewell Transmission" with the wailing guitars and crooning chorus and drums all dying out to the final repeated commands: "Listen!.....Listen!.....Listen!" and then the music stops.

(Dammit, Jason.)