Dear Reader - Idealistic Animals (2011)

Artist: Dear Reader
Title: Idealistic Animals
Year Of Release: 2011
Label: City Slang
Genre: Indie Pop, Indie Folk, Female Vocal
Quality: flac lossless (tracks)
Total Time: 01:03:28
Total Size: 353 mb
WebSite: Album Preview
TracklistTitle: Idealistic Animals
Year Of Release: 2011
Label: City Slang
Genre: Indie Pop, Indie Folk, Female Vocal
Quality: flac lossless (tracks)
Total Time: 01:03:28
Total Size: 353 mb
WebSite: Album Preview
01. Fox (Take Your Chances)
02. Monkey (Go Home Now)
03. Mole (Mole)
04. Earthworm (All Hail Our Ailing Mother)
05. Giraffe (What's Wrong with Us)
06. Man (Idealistic Animals)
07. Camel (Not Black or White but Camel)
08. Whale (Boohoo)
09. Bear (Young's Done In)
10. Elephant (Hearter)
11. Kite (Soon We'll Light Up)
12. She's Hers He's His I'm Mine (Bonus Track)
13. Monkey (Live + Acoustic) (Bonus Track)
14. Whale (Live + Acoustic) (Bonus Track)
15. Camel (Live + Acoustic) (Bonus Track)
16. Mole (Live + Acoustic) (Bonus Track)
17. Bear (Live + Acoustic) (Bonus Track)
‘Idealistic Animals’ addresses grand themes in simple terms: the search for a structure that can fill the void left behind after the loss of fundamental beliefs, the hunt for meaning in life, the random nature of our existence, and the fact that, when push comes to shove, there’s little separating humanity from the rest of the animal kingdom. “The record is quite fatalistic,” singer Cherilyn MacNeil admits, “my worst fear being that life is completely meaningless and I have absolutely no control or power.” Unless you listen closely, though, you might not recognise the sentiments that lie at the album’s heart. Dear Reader have always specialised in songs that sound as sweet as chocolate cheesecake, MacNeil’s remarkable voice – pure and unpretentious, passionate but gentle – a soothing presence that masks chunks of confusion, even bitterness, hidden within. Not for her, lines that are open to interpretation, normally a lyricist’s excuse for failing to express anything of real value or clarity. MacNeil’s feelings just tumble out, the pill instead sugared by a deceptively simple musical environment full of colourful distractions. The result is a record that somehow combines the classics and the contemporary, from the candour of Joni Mitchell and the sweet eccentricity of Kate Bush to the refined simplicity of Leslie Feist and the inventive vocal clarity of St Vincent. Given that MacNeil cheerfully admits that she rarely listens to music these days, this is an even greater achievement. But this has also contributed to the unusual qualities that the record displays: Dear Reader don’t chase prevailing trends or jump bandwagons. They just speak from the heart.