Songs In The Key Of Yikes (Vinyl)
“No Hope” is similarly resilient, McCaughan’s lyrics painting a crushing scene before entering its titular refrain. He repeats the phrase nine times, pauses a beat, and transforms its sentiment entirely, breaking the chant with the line “and here we are singing.” The lyric is sharp, at once a simple observation and a profound statement of being, the song’s crushing nights and endless days no less so on its account, but McCaughan’s voice finds a certain sweetness in having endured, and continuing to do so.
Paradoxically, the energy of Songs in the Key of Yikes borders on and sometimes spills into euphoria, as in “Stuck in a Dream” which emerges like a mirage-born oasis between “Everybody Dies” and “Train on Fire,” a full-sprint crowd pleaser suitable for pogoing in the pit. “Care Less” is a dark, comic mirror to that energy, a garage-y jam in which an acid-tongued McCaughan seeks refuge from the storm by pretending it’s not raging right outside his door.
This strategy doesn’t work. Of course it doesn’t. It’s a song on a Superchunk album, and Superchunk albums are arguments against insularity, parties large enough to host everyone. This one, in addition to welcoming Laura King into the fold after two years as their touring drummer, features contributions from Rosali Middleman (“Bruised Lung” and “Everybody Dies”), Bella Quinlan and Holly Thomas of Quivers (“Cue”), and touring bassist Betsy Wright (“Care Less”). The album was engineered by Paul Voran (The Menzingers, Hurray for the Riff Raff) and Eli Webb, and mixed by Mike Montgomery (The Breeders, Protomartyr).
Together, they reach no conclusions on what good art is in the face of crisis. They also make great art. Songs in the Key of Yikes is a signature Superchunk album: visceral and timeless and catchy as hell—a cathartic balm for these oppressive times that will feel even better once we’ve figured our collective shit out.
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“No Hope” is similarly resilient, McCaughan’s lyrics painting a crushing scene before entering its titular refrain. He repeats the phrase nine times, pauses a beat, and transforms its sentiment entirely, breaking the chant with the line “and here we are singing.” The lyric is sharp, at once a simple observation and a profound statement of being, the song’s crushing nights and endless days no less so on its account, but McCaughan’s voice finds a certain sweetness in having endured, and continuing to do so.
Paradoxically, the energy of Songs in the Key of Yikes borders on and sometimes spills into euphoria, as in “Stuck in a Dream” which emerges like a mirage-born oasis between “Everybody Dies” and “Train on Fire,” a full-sprint crowd pleaser suitable for pogoing in the pit. “Care Less” is a dark, comic mirror to that energy, a garage-y jam in which an acid-tongued McCaughan seeks refuge from the storm by pretending it’s not raging right outside his door.
This strategy doesn’t work. Of course it doesn’t. It’s a song on a Superchunk album, and Superchunk albums are arguments against insularity, parties large enough to host everyone. This one, in addition to welcoming Laura King into the fold after two years as their touring drummer, features contributions from Rosali Middleman (“Bruised Lung” and “Everybody Dies”), Bella Quinlan and Holly Thomas of Quivers (“Cue”), and touring bassist Betsy Wright (“Care Less”). The album was engineered by Paul Voran (The Menzingers, Hurray for the Riff Raff) and Eli Webb, and mixed by Mike Montgomery (The Breeders, Protomartyr).
Together, they reach no conclusions on what good art is in the face of crisis. They also make great art. Songs in the Key of Yikes is a signature Superchunk album: visceral and timeless and catchy as hell—a cathartic balm for these oppressive times that will feel even better once we’ve figured our collective shit out.
