The seven hundred and thirty-fifth album: #735 Paul Weller - Wild Wood

While we've seen rock explode in many different directions, Wild Wood throws back to the old days, wearing its blues roots on its sleeves and taking on a simple, at times one man folk rock feeling. It's not grandiose, but stays classic in a way that not many artists do at this point in time. The instrumental tracks stand out most, featuring more experimentation and looping in its sounds and revealing this is a newer album than its basic sound might imply and giving more to go on. Its strength is in its timelessness, fitting in a modern time while throwing back to the past.

The one hundred and thirty-third book: #511 The Lord of the Rings - J.R.R. Tolkien

This isn't the first time I've read this classic, but it's been long enough that rereading the classic fantasy novel brings a lot of new insights. I read the book for the first time before the movie, but it's impossible not to have your reading be coloured by it - the visuals, for sure, with a lot of the actors standing in for the roles they appeared in. With that said, the book is a different, deeper work, and while I can't blame the film makers for the changes made - after all, we're talking about a different medium, a different runtime, and a book that is best enjoyed in an amount of time that exceeds the runtime of the movie. Having immersed myself in the world further - having read the Silmarillion and other words since my last read, and of course having read the Hobbit again for this blog - the richness of it speaks to me even more.

What makes it that magical though? Probably the first thing that draws you in is the slow build up. Just before I started reading, I read about the push and pull in the first book, alternating between peril and safety until the group reaches Rivendell. The movies feel like they jettison a bunch of these moments, leading to expanded action sequences instead (Tolkien, clearly not a fan of fighting battles, has his point of view character black out for one more than once). Here, they explore the Hobbits' mindset, build the threat, and move from the jovial adventure of the Hobbit to one that feels more dangerous and epic-spanning. Bilbo's development in the first two books, when we see him, show as much - the darkness slipping in and exhaustion that shows, paid off by the end by his complete exhaustion. Frodo moving house as a cover - but also a place to settle - is another example of that, while Tom Bombadil's appearance doesn't matter for the story, but again sets the tone for the book while showing there's much more to this world that you only scratch the surface of. While it's entertaining to read about them separately, Tolkien also knows that you don't need to read too much about them for the work to make sense. Instead, the mysterious nature of the world adds to it and sets you up to expect anything that happens.

As that disappears, however, starting with Frodo's wound on Weathertop, our perspective on the world changes. The Shire might be their safe place, keeping out the nastiness of the rest of the world, but it's their burden to help the world. It's why the Scourging of the Shire is such an important part in the book - the darkness infiltrates everywhere, but our heroes' perspective has also changed to see it and they see how it's their duty to help out. They've gone from having an adventure thrust on them to having to take charge, a lesson each of them learns in a different way. It layers on many more things, while feeling suitably epic, but while it's long, if you're willing to immerse yourself in the world, it has a momentum that gets you through if you're willing to see the world and experience its history while making a point about standing up for yourself. Even if you've seen the movie, there's much more depth to discover in here that really elevates it beyond just a fantasy story, in a way not all later fantasy writers trying to imitate Tolkien realise.


The seven hundred and thirty-fourth album: #734 Suede - Suede

With this album, Suede provides a rather maudlin soundtrack to your day, with an album filled with calls about lost or missed love, seemingly drugs-filled and full of anxiety. It's not a happy sound and even the more upbeat rockier tracks continue to feel off like that. It's a good album, just also one hits hard.


The seven hundred and thirty-third album: #733 PJ Harvey - Dry

PJ Harvey's female driven rock is effective. The songs are to the point, feeling like they're bringing their own clear perspective in an alt rock vibe that doesn't soften but hits as hard as it wants to. It's such an effective sound that the album flew by, to the point where it just wasn't enough for me and I really need to find more.


The two hundred and sixty-first classical recording: #729 Jean Sibelius - Tapiola

Tapiola is a gentle, dramatic piece. The rhymed description Sibelius gave references forests of the north, and it's easy to get that feeling from it. There are moments of levity and moments of foreboding, but it's subdued, in a gentle darkness, and quite accessible without getting in your face. There's life in there, but it's also hiding. Its subtlety is its strength and it's engaging you to continue to draw you in throughout, making for a short but impactful work that you don't realise its strength of immediately.


The seven hundred and thirty-second album: #732 Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan - Devotional Songs

The rhythmic nature of these six devotional songs recalls the fervour that comes in from other religions around the world - spirituals in particular rely on a similar build and repetition - but comes with the Islamic bent that comes from shufi music. It's like a version of soul music - the religious elements are there, but it also builds on the music in a way that means it's a listenable, recreational experience to listen to. It's not something I'd listen to more, but it works well for this context.


The seven hundred and thirty-first album: #731 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Henry's Dream, by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

The first album from Nick Cave - out of the six I'll be covering, after several of his songs were on the songs list - is the seventh studio album from the band. It shows in the confidence of the sound - the mix and darkness is delivered perfectly, the sound works with the tone and Nick Cave's dark voice sets up the song so well, delivering poignant lyrics that reach you deeply. It resonates on a primal level, accessible and enjoyable, energetic mixed with a downer sound.


The seven hundred and thirtieth album: #730 Alice in Chains - Dirt

One of the things I end up doing exploring this list is figuring out quite what the different genres are. To me, this album is primarily a metal album - with its loud guitars and sounds - with some ballads mixed in, but it's classified just as much as grunge, which doesn't feel like it would be quite as hard sounding. I get a lot of Metallica from this, perhaps with a less artistic bend, lessy bassy vocals, but a sound that is as dark and resonates on a deep level.


The two hundred and sixtieth classical recording: #103 Jean-Philippe Rameau - Castor et Pollux

Although mostly an opera, Castor et Pollux gives a lot of room to ballet as well, leading from its roots as a Greek warrior story that lends itself for more upbeat, combatitive scenes in between lamenting arias coming from funeral and death.It's not an opera that necessarily plays with the form, but it's such a solid, early example of the genre that it stands out in the story and feelings it offers. The music may not always live up to the staging the story allows - it feels like it could be pushed further, but it pulls off being a grand score anyway.


The seven hundred and twenty-ninth album: #729 Pantera - Vulgar Display of Power

The powerful metal sound of Pantera might have reached its peak here, its aggressive riffs and raspy, loud lyrics creating a hostile feeling that permeates an anger at the world and its injustices. It's a set of songs following a similar feeling, barely broken up by anything else. It's a sound that works, but there's places where it feels like it's repeating the same trick over and over.


The seven hundred and twenty-eighth album: #728 Ice Cube - The Predator

I've been critical of gangsta rap before, and Ice Cube's work in particular hasn't connected with me. I'm not connecting with the worldview, I'm not connecting with the sound, I'm not connecting with the violence, and those are all things this album doubles down on. I get that the genre is important, but it's clearly not for me.