The new R.E.M. album “dropped” yesterday. It’s called
Accelerate and it’s the loudest they’ve been in years. The band certainly sounds reenergized, but to call the album a “return to form” is disingenuous, as R.E.M. has never limited its musical horizons and have been generally successful in all their endeavors (count me among the champions of 2004’s longish, slickly produced, but often magnificent
Around the Sun). The songs on
Accelerate aren’t as consistently memorable as on some of the band’s past triumphs, but the new direction is certainly exciting. I’ve often thought of my beloved Scottish rockers Idlewild in terms of R.E.M., but now Stipe and Co. seem to be following the example of that band’s recent
Make Another World: big, bold, and bombastic, with production that may obscure the intricacies of the musicianship but that is so thick with R ‘n’ R that none shall care. In celebration, I’ve concocted the following…
Ten Great R.E.M. Songs (The Very Best?) In Chronological Order
Ultimately, it’s all about the songs, man, and our story begins some 25 years ago…
Whether the band’s second album
Reckoning was an improvement on their milestone debut
Murmur (it was) or a marginal step down is a conundrum that will never be solved, but there’s no denying that it features a trio of R.E.M.’s greatest songs, demonstrating their many strengths. They were never more post-punk or “angular” than on "
Harborcoat," Michael Stipe never bared his soul for a greater ballad than "
So. Central Rain,” and "
Rockville” is the sort of melancholy jangle that will never fail to bring a tear to your eye. "
Driver 8” from follow-up
Fables of the Reconstruction, maximizes sing-along appeal through the strange and beautiful interlocking of the verse and chorus; never has a lyric carried through from the verse to the refrain been so pleasurable.
Three albums later, on 1988’s
Green, the political messages embedded in the band’s songs were as obscure as ever, and God knows what "
World Leader Pretend” is trying to tell us. But the song itself is staggering, something akin to a statue, noble, gray and weatherworn. And those shuffling drums, oh yeah! After that, there’s "
Orange Crush” to rescue the listener; it’s also certainly
about something, but it’s built around such a monstrous bass line that it doesn’t really matter.
Let’s give Mike Mills some credit. His golden voice graces the two best songs on 1991's
Out of Time, and "
Near Wild Heaven” is tops, the sunniest pop song the band ever wrote that isn’t simultaneously trite. Follow-up
Automatic for the People found the band embarking on a mission of pastoral musicality that would eventually put them out of favor with just about everyone, but "
Monty Got A Raw Deal” is the most haunting song on an album that introduced R.E.M. phase II (or was it phase IV?). Two rock ‘n’ roll albums later, the band was in reflective mode again, sans Bill Berry the energizer. Don’t write off 1998’s
Up as mere middle-aged noodling; it really does push the envelope, if the layers upon layers upon layers upon layers of electronics in "
Hope” is any indication. It’s also a mighty fine synth-pop song, and Michael Stipe hadn’t crammed so much language into a single song, while making every word count, since “It’s the End of the World As We Know It.”
Time now to espouse my extreme affection for 2004’s
Around the Sun, the album most critics lamented as the moment when the increasingly irrelevant R.E.M. hit rock bottom. Not so! The band was never so mellifluous, the songwriting as strong and subtle and ennobled as ever. "
Aftermath” in particular, a song about getting nothing right (is our protagonist GWB?), generates as much pathos as the aforementioned “Rockville,” and that horn section bubbling under the chorus is quite something.
That brings us full circle to
Accelerate, which for my money is the musical event of the season, even if I can’t share in the “R.E.M. is back!” enthusiasm. They never went away.
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R.E.M. - "Accelerate"
