71. Jesu/Sun Kil Moon - “Bombs”

Mark Kozelek is back to grace us with more of his mind’s wandering musings. He has a knack for turning the quotidian into something beautiful, or at least something entertaining and exciting. It’s inspirational in a way, as if beneath the apparent repetition and meaninglessness of all our lives lies something of value – some unique sense of experience that gives our running (and often unwritten) subconscious diary entries a sense of poetry and significance. We can all relate to these moments, or at least the emotions and thoughts that they encompass, and therefore we can all see pieces of ourselves within them, almost as if we’re listening to our own thoughts unfold before our very eyes, or rather are spectators within our own minds, eagerly awaiting where our thoughts might take us next.

This jam takes the aforementioned experience to the extreme. It’s like one of those nights where your mind won’t stop pacing and perseverating on meaningless things. You try to stop it and will the thoughts out of existence, but it’s of no use. Your mind won’t go calmly into the night and simply drift to sleep. It refuses, and so instead you have to exhaust the thoughts out of existence, wearing them down with the slow and seemingly endless erosion of time.Now I know what you’re thinking – why the hell would I willingly choose to experience that sensation in song format? I don’t know, I can’t explain it, and yet somehow Kozelek turns the sensation into an enjoyable experience. I guess you’ll just have to witness it for yourself.

Also, in relation to the last verse of this song (can it even be called a verse? Maybe vignette is a better descriptor), for the sake of honesty and to avoid sounding like a sycophant I feel the need to state that Kozelek was being a dick too. Their was dickery all around.