
Mark Oliver Everett, AKA Eels is an emotional alchemist - he is an ace at taking human misery and turning it into audio gold. His latest LP is a double disc sackful of woes called Blinking Lights And Other Revelations. It's a fascinating listen, full of scruffy pop gems that are all based on the unhappy things that have happened in E's life over the years. It has it's hit-or-miss moments, but overall it's a pretty memorable set of tunes. I mean, who else is going to write an uptempo, goofy groovin' rocker like Going Fetal? The title of this post is a line from the lyrics - very amusing words they are too. Also of interest is the featuring of Tom Waits, who is credited with "weeping" and also namechecked in the lyrics.
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