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Animal Collective
Merriweather Post Pavilion
Review By Chris Drabick
There are a few different schools of thought on the career trajectory of Animal Collective. First are those fans that consider the band’s early peak to be its most interesting; these are folks that dig the messy noise the band was making before it even settled on the name Animal Collective. Spirit They’re Gone, Spirit They’ve Vanished (2000) is the most indicative of this period, as it was initially credited to Avey Tare and Panda Bear rather than the collective as a whole.
Then there are those that feel the group hit its stride with Here Comes the Indian, which represents the intersection between its less focused early approach and its more stripped-down later records. Lastly, we have those that feel the band was more or less messing around and finding its way early on, and that 2004’s Sung Tongs represents the real birth of the band. These fans see the records since as building toward the inevitable perfect moment; Panda Bear’s solo acclaim for Person Pitch and the early buzz for Merriweather Post Pavilion are the best evidence of the intensifying critical and popular momentum.
Let’s presuppose for the duration of this discussion that you find yourself in the third camp where Animal Collective is concerned. Your question would then be whether Merriweather Post Pavilion is all it’s cracked up to be and the fulfillment of this band’s unique approach. The answer is yes and no. Everything that made Feels or Strawberry Jam successful and listenable is here on Merriweather. A.C. pulls together some truly great melodies for “In the Flowers” and the exhausting and exhaustive “Lion in a Coma.”
The almost apologetic refrain of “My Girls” (“I don’t mean to seem like I care about material things, I just want four walls…for my girls”) represents some of the group’s most mature work. “No More Runnin’” also has a grown-up tone in its calm approach.
Everything that made 2005’s Feels or 2007’s Strawberry Jam frustrating and unlistenable is also here on Merriweather. The band has a maddening tendency to hide some otherwise fine melodies behind overly repetitious and busy arrangements, best typified here on “Guys Eyes.” “Taste” is a throwaway number that, when coupled with the aforementioned “Eyes,” gives the record’s midpoint a bit of a lull. Taken as a whole, Merriweather really isn’t the great leap forward that so many of the band’s champions would have you believe. It certainly holds up well among A.C.’s mostly superb recent records and contains some of its finest moments to date. But it doesn’t represent the distillation of the band’s strengths nor abandonment of its weaknesses, and is simply another really, really good album for Animal Collective. We’ll have to keep waiting for the great one.
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