Song of the Day 7/31/08: High Places - Visions the First
I wonder how off-guard you have to be caught by a flashback to create a song like "Visions the First" by High Places - it flourishes with tense nostalgia, the kind that catches you by surprise in the middle of a routine day, swelling up in a clutch of energy behind your ribs. In my mind it goes like this: you're moving out of the place you've lived in your whole life. You find a box in your closet containing all the artifacts of early childhood: wooden spoons, windup toys, souvenir trinkets from trips to who-remembers-where. In a flash of inspiration, you craft a homemade Plinko board from cardboard and wooden pegs. You spend the rest of the afternoon spilling the knick-knacks of your childhood out over the top of the board, listening to them clatter and flip between the pegs. That's the gist of this song: a childish, wooden avalanche that means more than it sounds. Mary Pearson tops it with charming delivery, which sounds like an adult trying to imitate a child who is, in turn, fondly mimicking their parents. And, as we can be taken by surprise with a child's ability to say keen things with simplicity, the lyrical observations here are particularly astute.
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