Bill Callahan

having achieved that elusive state of happiness, bill’s first album in six years is infused with a balm of well-being, heard in twinkling acoustic guitar strings and dulcet, self-assured vocals.

As you listen to the album, a feeling of totality, of completeness, steals over you. It’s a different kind of record. Bill’s now writing from somewhere beyond his ‘Eagle-Apocalypse-River’ headspace, and this is very much its own beast. Moving gradually from reflections upon the old days in “Ballad of The Hulk” and “Young Icarus” to the immediacy of the present moment in “Watching Me Get Married” and “Son of the Sea”, Bill traces the different life lines, casually unwinding knotty contradictions and ambiguities with an arresting stillness. “the music is looser and more enchanted, impressionistic acoustic flourishes where once there would have been linear dirges” 4/5 – mojo.