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When Jason Isbell & the 400 Unit announced their new album, Weathervanes, they billed it as “life and death songs played for and by grown-ass people.” That clues the listener in even before the first note is played that this isn’t Top 40 fare meant to be background noise. Then again, Isbell albums never are.
I’ve long said “there’s a difference between truth and honesty” (and yeah, that’s the title of my debut album if and when I finally decide to write and record it, so don’t none of y’all go stealing that). Just because something is true doesn’t need it needs to be sung about endlessly (I’m looking at you pop-“country” radio). And just because something might not be a true to life experience for one person doesn’t mean it doesn’t require an honesty to tell the story, because as Greg House once said “it’s true for somebody.”
Weathervanes kicks off with the heavy song “Death Wish.” Isbell admitted he’s wanted to write this type of song for a while and that, sonically, it was experimental for him, but it kicks off the album in fine fashion. This was also the first song Isbell released prior to the release of the full album.
That leads into “King of Oklahoma,” a story about a man resorting to a plan to steal copper wire from his workplace because a work injury has left him unable to work and with a pill addiction that he needs the monetary funds to feed. He also has a wife who’s threatening to leave and take the kids due to his inability to work and support her. He reflects on the things he misses about the relationship: “She used to wake me up with coffee every morning / And I’d hear her homemade house shoes slide across the floor / She used to make me feel like the king of Oklahoma / But nothing makes me feel like much of nothing anymore.”
In Track 5, Isbell reflects on the collective strain and despair the endless wave of mass shootings, particularly in schools, takes on us all. “Balloon popping at the grocery store / My heart jumping in my chest / I look around to find the exit door / Which way out of here’s the best?” he sings in the second verse before pleading with his wife to keep their child at home and be home-schooled.
“Cast Iron Skillet” is another album highlight (and the song from which the album title comes) as the narrator reflects on small-town old-time values and wisdom that does not and should not be adhered to. He first tells a story that seems reminiscent of Nathan Lee Boyd, an Alabama man who died in prison after stabbing a man 27 times (“or was it 29”) and then follows up with a story of a father who disowns his daughter for dating someone of a different skin color. As Isbell leads into the final chorus, he sings “don’t wash the cast iron skillet / this town won’t get no better will it / she found love and it was simple as a weathervane / but her own family tried to kill it.”
Of the song “Volunteer,” Isbell writes, “This story is a narrative based on a character that is fictional, but it came from that idea of like the Steve Earle song, ‘nothing brings you down like your hometown,’ that same thing. It’s like, why can’t I really feel like I have a strong emotional connection to this place where I grew up?” Isbell reflects that his relationship with his home is complicated as he is critical of much of it, but in other ways very proud of where he comes from.
One of my favorite songs on the album is the somber “White Beretta,” our narrator finds himself thanking and apologizing to a former lover for having the strength to make one of the hardest of choices that, further, he was unable to help her make due to her being raised with religious guilt. “I thank God you weren’t brought up like me, with all that shame and certainty / And I’m sorry you had to go in that room alone” he sings. “It was so many years ago, oh, and I just didn’t know / But that ain’t no excuse / For being who you are, I thank you and I’m sorry / For what you went through.”
I’ve long said that Jason Isbell’s 2013 album “Southeastern,” reviewed here, is my number one favorite album of all time. When the dust settles, Weathervanes might be the first album with a chance to claim that title. It’s certainly climbing the hill to make a challenge as king of the mountain.
This album is Best Album Grammy caliber. Stunningly brilliant from start to finish.
5/5 stars
Cobra – Saturday, June 17, 2023
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