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Castle Talk
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Fat Possum
The New Year
The End is Near
Touch & Go Records

Rating: 8/10 ?

October 1, 2004
Have you ever felt as desperately lonely as the New Year's track "One Plus One Minus One Equals One"? I haven't, but that's the reason I adore it so much. Despite years of therapy, anti-depressants - you name it - there is something so incredibly broken about that track that it feels more real than anything I've ever experienced. To me, it symbolizes the core of despair that one can only reach when being completely honest and abiding the engulfing sadness. It's a perfectly human moment, but almost mythic in that regard.

The End is Near takes this feeling one step further, to a stage where you've been sad so long, you feel numb. "The End's Not Near" begins after a long, trying duration, or so it seems, because it is completely used up. The spent feeling parallels Hamlet's Ophelia, flower petals cascading around her hair as she drowns in pure water and fair skin. It feels as though suicide would bring poetic justice, and that it is the only worthwhile close to a life - as vocals chime in, "hiding from Kingdom Come," it is a call to evading the wrath of God when taking one's own life.

The precise playing and sporadic, loud guitars throughout the album function as intermittent cries for help or bursts of discontent, but all too late. Even by the second track, any notion of a God-filled world is gone, as it begins to sound like Pedro the Lion in an atheistic landscape, without the hope of salvation. "Sinking Ship" is mellow, dejected, and with an unconvincing hopefulness. The guitars bubble and rise in places, but there is no conviction, no true belief that things will get better.

"Chinese Handcuffs" moves from there as one of the most enjoyable, surprisingly spirited works on the disc. It is almost Moroccan in tone, hollow and rich but heightened by a pulse-like bass line and an engrossing awareness. It is the closest mark of idealism on the album, but even then stops short with the halting, disconnected reprise of "Plan B."

Many of the tracks have a candle-lit glow, flickering in the pitch darkness: "Disease" is reminiscent of Codeine, desolate and paranoid, and sporadically warm like finding consolation from those who just don't understand. By its close, it returns to despair, failing a connection or a change of heart but appreciative all the same.

"Age of Conceit" similarly attempts to force healing upon itself, marching along like a good little soldier. It rocks unapologetically, more so than any other cut on the album, but though hard-edged and fighting, is ultimately losing the battle. While a strong effort by all counts, we return once more to defeat.

By "18," the narrative embodiment has all but given up; cigarette-stained yellow fingers are more content with addiction than disenchantment, and move beyond to that inevitable lack of feeling that comes from hurting for too long. The End is Near remains too exhausted to wallow in misery, and at this point, any other resolve is completely gone.

The closing "Stranger to Kindness" is the final nail in the coffin, as it were. It is an aching transcription of a conversation with a lost loved one, asking what went wrong even when you don't want to know the answer. The light flickers in at a breakfast table, ashtray as centerpiece and niceties spoken from both ends, just to have your cautious hopes dashed once more. Lyrically, the phrase "Even when you smile out the side of your mouth, I can hear you say you want out" is utterly heart wrenching, but provides further evidence of a cyclical pattern that ends in a pessimistic low.

Working as well as an instrumental album as a poignant lyrical piece, The End is Near is more a touchingly human experience than anything else - you go through the ringer with the brothers Kadane, from depression to deadness to misguided hope and back again, and it leaves you as worn as every time you've felt it personally.

Reviewed by Sarah Peters
A former music editor and staff writer for LAS, Sarah Peters recently disappeared. Perhaps one day she will surface again, who knows.

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