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Artist: My Morning Jacket
Album: The Waterfall
Bitrate: 229kbps avg
Quality: EAC Secure Mode / LAME 3.98.4 / -V0 / 44.100Khz
Label: ATO
Genre: Rock
Size: 115.56 megs
PlayTime: 1h 04min 10sec total
Rip Date: 2015-05-02
Store Date: 2015-05-01

Track List:
--------
01. Believe (Nobody Knows)           4:55
02. Compound Facture                 3:43
03. Like A River                     4:50
04. In Its Infancy (The Waterfall)   5:12
05. Get The Point                    3:01
06. Spring (Among The Living)        6:00
07. Thin Line                        4:02
08. Big Decisions                    3:52
09. Tropics (Erase Traces)           5:09
10. Only Memories Remain             7:10
11. Hillside Song                    0:59
12. Compound Fracture (Miami Jungle  2:46
    Version)
13. I Can't Wait                     4:18
14. Only Memories Remain (Jim Demo)  3:31
15. Hidden Track                     4:42

Release Notes:
--------

"I'm getting so tired of trying to always be nice," Jim James laments on "Big
Decisions", the first single from My Morning Jacket's seventh LP The Waterfall.
It's a surprising line from James, a guy responsible for a nearly weeklong music
festival in Mexico named One Big Holiday. If there was a mean bone in his body,
we haven't seen it beforeùMy Morning Jacket lyrics are mostly praise and
posi-vibes, feeling wonderful about a wonderful higher power for giving
wonderful men the most wonderful voices. On "Big Decisions", James pushes back
on the weight of a lopsided relationship, and the mundane, everyday struggle is
charged with everything that has made My Morning Jacket one of the most likeable
major American rock bands of the 21st centuryùreverberating Flying V guitars,
JamesÆ expansive rebel yell, explosive harmonies and reverb capable of
canvassing the entirety of Manchester, Tenn. and beyond. Even if James is
reasserting himself in an atypically selfish way, it sounds like a triumph big
enough for everyone to share.

Since My Morning Jacket abandoned the grain silo on their 2005 masterwork, their
albums have followed a similar format: reverb or no reverb, JamesÆ saintly voice
can redeem anything, so no song idea was too strange as long as it could still
work at Bonnaroo. On that level, The Waterfall does little you havenÆt already
heard from My Morning Jacket; they just regain the quality control that
abandoned them on Evil Urges and ditch the damage control that pervaded
Circuital. "Believe (Nobody Knows)" feels precision-engineered for the express
purpose of opening My Morning Jacket's live show for the next two years: a big,
windmilled chord anticipates every low-register repetition of the title in the
prechorus, preparing for when James lets the final "BELIIIIIIIIIEVE" rip an
octave higher. And thatÆs where the Klieg lights inevitably hit, as does the
same recognizable liftoff from "Wordless Chorus" and "Mahgeetah", a feeling that
the possibilities of life itself are limitless, not just the range of My Morning
Jacket. You canÆt fake something like "Believe (Nobody Knows)" if you havenÆt
played in front of tens of thousands of festival goers.

Then again, few found fault with the first ten minutes of Evil Urges and
Circuital; the measure of a My Morning Jacket album is their success at doing
whatÆs not expected of them. Compared to "Highly Suspicious" or "HoldinÆ on to
Black Metal", the risks here are more manageable, the results far more
successful: thereÆs "Compound Fracture", which tails off into a coda of keyboard
flutter and falsetto after flaunting Chvrches electronic stomp and Some Girls
strut. "Get the Point" delivers JamesÆ most biting lyrics to date within a
McCartney-esque acoustic ditty ("I'm trying to tell you plainly how I'm feeling
day to day/ And I'm so sorry now that you ain't feeling the same way"). The
electronic cut-and-paste of "Spring (Among the Living)" is a sleek, modernist
iPad compared to "Cobra"Æs bulky, retro ENIAC, while Eastern modes poking
through "Like a River" and "Tropics (Erase Traces)" scent the chillout tent with
lavender incense rather than the usual weed smoke. It reaffirms that MMJ are one
of the most exciting American rock bands going when theyÆre at their most
generous, curious and restless, as they are here.

But "Big Decisions" puts the focus squarely on a new place for an MMJ record:
the lyrics. The song, and the album as a whole, gives Jim James The Person
center stage for what feels like the first time, instead of just The Voice of
Jim James. As on record, James has been open with the big picture while skimping
on the detailsùafter 15 or so years of giving his all on stage, heÆs left just
as much off it, and here he is at 37, nearly crippled by workplace injuries,
spent from partying and wondering aloud in Rolling Stone, "what have I done
wrong in every relationship I've been in until now?"

There are legitimate personal stakes here and The Waterfall allows for James to
express some uncharacteristic negativity without dwelling on it. For a record of
spiritual and romantic reckoning, itÆs remarkably level-headed and pragmatic.
James sweetly coos over Chi-Lites psych-soul, "ItÆs a thin line/ Between love
and wasting my time", clearly assessing a broken situation to which he mends on
"Get the Point": "Daydreaming of leaving/ I only had to do it." He wishes his ex
the best of luck and then immediately celebrates the exhilarating, frightening
rush of single living on "Spring (Among the Living)"ùduring each rambling guitar
solo, you can picture James right-swiping to his heartÆs content.

For many, Jim James is basically synonymous with My Morning Jacket, so itÆs
justifiable to find parallels in the rejuvenation of eachùMy Morning Jacket has
another album on the way some time next year. ItÆs welcome news for the band's
fans, but maybe a bit disappointing considering how a predetermined release
schedule usually results in two very good albums in place of one great one, and
The Waterfall gets close to greatness. With a little troubleshooting, it might
have matched At Dawn's cohesion or Z's dazzling diversity: The misty-eyed
reflection of "Only Memories Remain" cycles back to a breakup narrative on Side
B that otherwise feels like it was put on shuffle, and The Waterfall stalls the
most during the usually incendiary guitar workouts. But this is Jim James
accepting where he and My Morning Jacket are at the moment: a bit older, a bit
broken, more skeptical but very much among the living.



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Artist: My Morning Jacket
Album: The Waterfall
Bitrate: 229kbps avg
Quality: EAC Secure Mode / LAME 3.98.4 / -V0 / 44.100Khz
Label: ATO
Genre: Rock
Size: 115.56 megs
PlayTime: 1h 04min 10sec total
Rip Date: 2015-05-02
Store Date: 2015-05-01

Track List:
--------
01. Believe (Nobody Knows)           4:55
02. Compound Facture                 3:43
03. Like A River                     4:50
04. In Its Infancy (The Waterfall)   5:12
05. Get The Point                    3:01
06. Spring (Among The Living)        6:00
07. Thin Line                        4:02
08. Big Decisions                    3:52
09. Tropics (Erase Traces)           5:09
10. Only Memories Remain             7:10
11. Hillside Song                    0:59
12. Compound Fracture (Miami Jungle  2:46
    Version)
13. I Can't Wait                     4:18
14. Only Memories Remain (Jim Demo)  3:31
15. Hidden Track                     4:42

Release Notes:
--------

"I'm getting so tired of trying to always be nice," Jim James laments on "Big
Decisions", the first single from My Morning Jacket's seventh LP The Waterfall.
It's a surprising line from James, a guy responsible for a nearly weeklong music
festival in Mexico named One Big Holiday. If there was a mean bone in his body,
we haven't seen it before—My Morning Jacket lyrics are mostly praise and
posi-vibes, feeling wonderful about a wonderful higher power for giving
wonderful men the most wonderful voices. On "Big Decisions", James pushes back
on the weight of a lopsided relationship, and the mundane, everyday struggle is
charged with everything that has made My Morning Jacket one of the most likeable
major American rock bands of the 21st century—reverberating Flying V guitars,
James’ expansive rebel yell, explosive harmonies and reverb capable of
canvassing the entirety of Manchester, Tenn. and beyond. Even if James is
reasserting himself in an atypically selfish way, it sounds like a triumph big
enough for everyone to share.

Since My Morning Jacket abandoned the grain silo on their 2005 masterwork, their
albums have followed a similar format: reverb or no reverb, James’ saintly voice
can redeem anything, so no song idea was too strange as long as it could still
work at Bonnaroo. On that level, The Waterfall does little you haven’t already
heard from My Morning Jacket; they just regain the quality control that
abandoned them on Evil Urges and ditch the damage control that pervaded
Circuital. "Believe (Nobody Knows)" feels precision-engineered for the express
purpose of opening My Morning Jacket's live show for the next two years: a big,
windmilled chord anticipates every low-register repetition of the title in the
prechorus, preparing for when James lets the final "BELIIIIIIIIIEVE" rip an
octave higher. And that’s where the Klieg lights inevitably hit, as does the
same recognizable liftoff from "Wordless Chorus" and "Mahgeetah", a feeling that
the possibilities of life itself are limitless, not just the range of My Morning
Jacket. You can’t fake something like "Believe (Nobody Knows)" if you haven’t
played in front of tens of thousands of festival goers.

Then again, few found fault with the first ten minutes of Evil Urges and
Circuital; the measure of a My Morning Jacket album is their success at doing
what’s not expected of them. Compared to "Highly Suspicious" or "Holdin’ on to
Black Metal", the risks here are more manageable, the results far more
successful: there’s "Compound Fracture", which tails off into a coda of keyboard
flutter and falsetto after flaunting Chvrches electronic stomp and Some Girls
strut. "Get the Point" delivers James’ most biting lyrics to date within a
McCartney-esque acoustic ditty ("I'm trying to tell you plainly how I'm feeling
day to day/ And I'm so sorry now that you ain't feeling the same way"). The
electronic cut-and-paste of "Spring (Among the Living)" is a sleek, modernist
iPad compared to "Cobra"’s bulky, retro ENIAC, while Eastern modes poking
through "Like a River" and "Tropics (Erase Traces)" scent the chillout tent with
lavender incense rather than the usual weed smoke. It reaffirms that MMJ are one
of the most exciting American rock bands going when they’re at their most
generous, curious and restless, as they are here.

But "Big Decisions" puts the focus squarely on a new place for an MMJ record:
the lyrics. The song, and the album as a whole, gives Jim James The Person
center stage for what feels like the first time, instead of just The Voice of
Jim James. As on record, James has been open with the big picture while skimping
on the details—after 15 or so years of giving his all on stage, he’s left just
as much off it, and here he is at 37, nearly crippled by workplace injuries,
spent from partying and wondering aloud in Rolling Stone, "what have I done
wrong in every relationship I've been in until now?"

There are legitimate personal stakes here and The Waterfall allows for James to
express some uncharacteristic negativity without dwelling on it. For a record of
spiritual and romantic reckoning, it’s remarkably level-headed and pragmatic.
James sweetly coos over Chi-Lites psych-soul, "It’s a thin line/ Between love
and wasting my time", clearly assessing a broken situation to which he mends on
"Get the Point": "Daydreaming of leaving/ I only had to do it." He wishes his ex
the best of luck and then immediately celebrates the exhilarating, frightening
rush of single living on "Spring (Among the Living)"—during each rambling guitar
solo, you can picture James right-swiping to his heart’s content.

For many, Jim James is basically synonymous with My Morning Jacket, so it’s
justifiable to find parallels in the rejuvenation of each—My Morning Jacket has
another album on the way some time next year. It’s welcome news for the band's
fans, but maybe a bit disappointing considering how a predetermined release
schedule usually results in two very good albums in place of one great one, and
The Waterfall gets close to greatness. With a little troubleshooting, it might
have matched At Dawn's cohesion or Z's dazzling diversity: The misty-eyed
reflection of "Only Memories Remain" cycles back to a breakup narrative on Side
B that otherwise feels like it was put on shuffle, and The Waterfall stalls the
most during the usually incendiary guitar workouts. But this is Jim James
accepting where he and My Morning Jacket are at the moment: a bit older, a bit
broken, more skeptical but very much among the living.



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