2005. I was listening to ‘Tender Buttons’ (Broadcast) last night and either I am being very generous with the idea of being ‘genuinely emotionally affected’ or maybe I have never really been affected by music to the degree that you might be implying (or at the very least it has possibly happened like all of three times in my life).
December 8, 2009 was the release of an album I most recently felt emotionally affected by, but it was not the last album. I don’t think there will be a last, don’t think there could be. Probably something’s being recorded somewhere right now that I’d be affected by, for better or worse. Music’s sweet like that.
2011. Iron & Wine’s “Kiss Each Other Clean.” That’s the most recently released album that made me stop what I was doing, stare up at a corner of the room, and feel like I might wet myself. This last August.
This morning (3pm for me) I also felt that way listening to Lee Morgan’s “The Rajah,” which was released in 1966.
feels too early to have any perspective on anything released this year (6 or 7 albums need some time to breathe), but beyond that the first that comes to mind is Deathspell Omega’s Paracletus (2010). I’ve been trying to process that for months now.
from a different angle, I did nearly cry when I finally came to terms with how truly terrible and disappointing Mastodon’s Crack the Skye was in 2009.
Lacrimosa by Zbigniew Preisner, written as part of his
orchestral work Requiem for a Friend
in 1997, and used in
Terrence Malick’s Tree of Life,
which I saw in June with a good friend of mine in the Broadway Theater in SLC.
It is a slightly remixed version of the song that plays during the creation of
the universe scene, and neither myself nor my friend knew what was coming. For
one, the volume in the theater was much too high to be comfortable. The song
begins with the first images of the Big Bang–whisps of dark and red dust pass
along on the screen as the music builds. Galaxies pop into and out of
existence, and our focus on the screen is taken to just one galaxy seen edge on
and then the lamenting voice of Lacrimosa begins to sing. I cover my ears for a second but then I don’t. The
galaxy NGC4921 spins slowly while hundreds of other smaller galaxies encircle
it, and the music is overwhelming, followed by giant slow moving molecular
clouds whose densest knots begin to glow from the newly formed suns within
them, each light almost a crescendo to this maddening, beautiful song, and then
cut to a scene of the eta carinae nebula where stars are also being formed–cut
to the horse head nebula in the constellation Orion, which itself is also a
foundry of stars, and then cut to the Helix Nebula, commonly called by its
nickname ‘The Eye of God’—when the Sun dies it will look like the Helix
nebula–and the music’s volume is rising, you can feel the bass at the bottom
of your stomach or reverberating in your teeth. I own a telescope. I obsess about the sky, the sun, the
moon. Take a second to look at the sun. it’s blinding, but that’s really it,
hanging right there 93 million miles away. Try to see it as a 3D ball. This is
what its like up close to a star. We really live here, and this is the idea I
can’t get out of my head, and I can’t get this song out of my mind. This song
now gives tone to that feeling for me, to feel that it is possible to see or
feel the fleeting beautiful things we might be (but most are not) lucky enough
to experience, that this is really happening.
After reading a ‘best of the 00’s’ article on metal, a genre i am by no means familiar with but honestly curious about, i scrolled through the comments were a person with a dying unicorn avatar asked the author to ‘boil things down’ to 3 albums. I chose one of the 3 at random, Pig Destroyer’s Phantom Limb (2007).
I purchased it on iTunes around Christmas (2010) and just felt blown away by a few songs, particularly “Loathsome.”
before that it might have been GY!BE’s F# A# (Infinity) (1998?) which a coworker burned for me in 2009 after he showed me a youtube video of the band’s music synched up with Glenn Beck.
Oh, and a couple tracks from Hot Chip’s “Made in the Dark” give me that swollen heart feeling like I used to get when I was single and depressed.
8/7/2010 between 4:55-5:55 p.m.
saw the Earl Brothers lay it down at the podunk bluegrass festival.
“hard times down the road” hit my chest and it hit it hard.
the song appears on their self-titled album
We Must Become the Pitiless Censors of Ourselves by John Maus July 2011.
John Maus is basically one of the best musicians working on the scene today. He utilizes a lot of synth work and his lyrics are typically short and repeated often. For me his work just captures various emotions in such profound and sometimes haunting ways.
Can’t tell if the question is looking for the most recent release to provoke genuine emotion or the recording date of the album most recently to have provoked such. Either way, the recording date seems less interesting than the music/album itself. Unless the real subject of inquiry is readers’ attitudes about whether music is or isn’t “what it used to be”. Which itself seems a lot less interesting than what readers consider to be an experience of genuine emotion, how often and under what circumstances those experiences occur, and what music or other recorded material is capable of producing them. But anyway: this afternoon I endured a two hour meeting distracted by the desperate need to listen to “Red Money”, recorded 1978 or early ’79 by David Bowie.
A small band in Baton Rouge: England in 1819. Named after a Shelley Poem. They sound like a literary, English-speaking Sigur Ros, with a bit of Radiohead mixed in. A male singer (the band’s song writer and composer) and a female opera singer and a french horn and an oboe and the entire thing is brilliantly moving.