Word Virus

The first time I read Pitchfork’s list of top 100 albums of the 1990s, I couldn’t figure out why Neutral Milk Hotel was number 4. I guess it was still too close to the 90s and so many bands that I loved seemed more important to me than this single album by a group at the end of the decade.  Over the years, In the Aeroplane Over the Sea, has really grown on me, and now, 11 years later, I might be willing to argue that it was the best release of the 90s.

There’s not a bad track, and lyrically, it’s second to none, take a listen:

Oh Comely

Your father made fetuses
With flesh licking ladies
While you and your mother
Were asleep in the trailer park
Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums
The music and medicine you needed for comforting
So make all your fat fleshy fingers to moving
And pluck all your silly strings
And bend all your notes for me
Soft silly music is meaningful magical
The movements were beautiful
All in your ovaries
All of them milking with green fleshy flowers
While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines
Smelling of semen all under the garden
Was all you were needing when you still believed in me