Belle and sebastian write about love album song
Have fun with that. Lead vocalist Stuart Murdoch handles the verses, imploring the as-yet-unknown protagonist to escape their situation by writing about love.
This review attempts to address a few such interpretations. Though the song doesn't quite reach the heights of previous office-set romance tale "Step into My Office, Baby", Mulligan taps into a kind of youthful longing that wouldn't be as convincing if it came from any of the other players.
In her many years as a singer, violinist, and multi-instrumentalist in the group, Martin has not offered a hook this addictive. Either way, it is deserving of attention, unlike the chance that Jack Black gave in the record store. That might be just another storytelling gambit: Murdoch's always fictionalized and mythologized the band's history in his songs, too.
But last year's God Help the Girl project-- songs from what seems to be an entirely hypothetical movie musical-- put the lie to the "Belle and Sebastian are both Stuart! Straightforward enough? All of this mirrors the experience of a music listener, who is listening to the song with the intention of escaping their own reality for two minutes, 49 seconds.
I mean, he has written an entire song about the baseball Giants before "Piazza, New York Catcher"so isn't it conceivable that he would tackle the football Giants?
Write about love movie
To summarize: Carey Mulligan is a woman, who -- is an actress by trade, who -- plays the role of singer in a rock band, who -- sings as a sickly invalid, who -- writes about love to emulate a bored office worker, who -- "escapes" her own job to the roof where she writes about a man, who -- may very well be either Jesus, Stuart Murdoch, or a separate character entirely who knows, maybe other songs on the album are sung from his perspective? Stevie Jackson's showcase here, "I'm Not Living in the Real World", even incorporates multiple "truck-driver's gear-shift"-style upward key changes. There's a track on the album near the end that is easy to overlook, yet lyrically, it's as vital as any to the overall concept. Lead vocalist Stuart Murdoch handles the verses, imploring the as-yet-unknown protagonist to escape their situation by writing about love. Though wit and humor are nothing new to them, these days the punchlines are the only things that linger after a Belle and Sebastian song concludes. He's their main singer, their frontman, the guy who wrote everything on their first two albums and almost all the good stuff they've done since then; when the band started incorporating other members' songs and voices, they made a couple of dodgy records. The addition of the band name to the title initially feels superfluous, almost like a band pulling the time-honored trick of releasing a self-titled album several records into their career in a painfully transparent attempt at reinvention. But from Tigermilk to The Life Pursuit, Belle and Sebastian is actually pretty peppy and cheerful, and though they would hate to be called twee, they do flirt with it at times; they never get into Moldy Peaches or Beat Happening territory, but they serve all their bitterness with its fair share of sugar. Mark another victory for the mopey nerds. That's generally a great idea, with one prominent exception. This is a pleasant and engaging record that isn't as immediate as their last few albums, and yet not as understated as their early work. Those qualities still exist, in one or way another, though they have all been eclipsed for nearly a decade by a growing confidence and dynamism. I open with this point because when you listen to Write About Love, even the somber numbers have their tongues firmly in their cheeks.
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