Wasteland, Baby! As told by yours truly.
Nina Cried Power: Respect those who came before, especially black artists, and get up off ya ass and fight back!
Almost (Sweet Music): Long time on tour and Hozier’s baby is like and old love (Almost)
Movement: You can’t dance but shit son that ain’t gonna stop you when you listen to this one!
No Plan: The world is ending let’s dance and sing while it burns. Entropy is inevitable but also Beatiful.
Nobody: “Gay Rights!” Says local Bog Man, I might be across the world but you never truly Leave. Your love is better than gold and dodgy Molly.
To Noise Making (Sing): Who cares what your saying, say it loud and say it proud! Also the beginning of the Theme of repetition in the album to really hammer it home.
As It Was: The base line pulled out my Spine. Beautiful strings and The Otherness sound great. Ominous and dark, like the great reaching darkness of space. But your love remains unmoved. As the Shame.
Shrike: I didn’t know what I had till it was gone: Bird Edition. Beautiful lyrics but Bog Man needs pronunciation!!
Talk: Oh that sweet sweet molasis, slow strut base line. Greek Legends. Imagine being loved by me. Talking refined to not give away how I’m imagining you. (I LOVE THIS ONE)
Be: More strong baseline and repetition of the Theme in the chorus. This time Be Yourself. It’s all going to hell, Heaven is shut, Atalas is acting the maggot (messing about), Lovecraftain birds singing at the end. Despite it, in spite of the end, BE. Be as you’ve always been! BE. Also FUCK TRUMP.
Dinner and Diatribes: Fuck your friends, fuck this bar and most of all fuck me, Please. Hozier said “Pegging Rights!”
Would That I: Nostalgia: The Song. Hozier loves screaming and drums today. FUCK the past let’s blaze all night. Small strings and big lyrics.
Sunlight: Oh I cried at this one. This is the true pagan anthem honestly. A worshipping moth to your sunlight. Love and it’s decisive pain. This is a prayer honestly. Also Iccarus who?
Wasteland, Baby!: Softest song on the album. Sweet melodies and sweeter voice. A song to sing to your loved ones to tuck them into bed. Unphased by the end, as long as you have your Wasteland Baby. A deep love, quaking, shaking, love that is sung from the deepest parts. Nothing could change you. “That’s it” is a heart ripping ending to a glorious album.
I love this Wasteland, Baby!
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