album review
A review of the sophomore effort from indie-rock group Silver Jews, led by the recently passed away David Berman
The Natural Bridge starts with lead singer David Berman wryly and monotonously singing the lines “No I don’t really wanna die / I only wanna die in your eyes”. It’s this wit and wordplay that is strongly explored and utilized throughout The Natural Bridge, with this lyricism being orchestrated by this poetic frontman. There are very few albums where nearly every line of every song further shows the mastermind and lyrical wisdom of its creator. The Natural Bridge is cynical yet uplifting, it’s humorous yet depressive; it shows the listener what mess is going on in Berman’s mind. There are too many highlights lyrically on this LP, but some of my favorite lines include: “And when there’s trouble I don’t like running / But I’m afraid I got more in common / With who I was than who I am becoming” (“Black & Brown Blues”), “We used to dance in this split-level ranch / When moonlight flooded the room / Now you’re gone and the shades are all drawn / In my air-conditioned tomb” (“Albemarle Station”), “Robot walks into a bar / Orders a drink, lays down a bill / Bartender says “‘Hey we don’t serve robots,”‘ And the robot says “no, but someday you will.”’ (“The Frontier Index”). But witty lyricism isn’t the only thing that The Natural Bridge offers, what got me into the album wasn’t it’s lines, but it’s feeling, its atmosphere. The low-key and laid-back nature is inviting and warm even though, ironically, when the listener digs in deeper they discover the sardonic and dark nature of Berman’s music. Conceptually, The Natural Bridge is Berman is taking a road trip across the United States, but humorously to places you most likely wouldn’t want to go. He questions why he’s drawn to places like these in “Dallas”: “O Dallas you shine with an evil light / Don’t you know that God stays up all night? / And how’d you turn a billion steers / Into buildings made of mirrors /And why am I drawn to you tonight?” Although, Berman is not only taking a road trip around the US, but a road trip around human nature, visiting places that illustrate our nature, yet also exploring those places so he himself can illustrate to us what we are and why we are what we are. He does all of these things, leading us through the United States of Human Nature, mocking the world yet adoring its idiosyncrasies, cleverly delivering wry commentary on religion, love, and B.B King, while maintaining this friendly and relaxed atmosphere, as if this reclusive cynic is a good friend of yours. The album’s imperfections even complement it’s perfections, as the often repetitive instrumentation throughout is welcomed by the listener as they experience the David Berman road trip around the US. The Natural Bridge ends with my favorite lyrics Berman has ever written, as final track “Pretty Eyes” finishes off with the lines: “I believe the stars are the headlights of angels / Driving from heaven to save us / To save us / Look in the sky / They’re driving from heaven into our eyes / Final words are so hard to devise / I promise that I’ll always remember your pretty eyes / Your pretty eyes.” Berman writes on same track “Pretty Eyes” that “One of these days these days will end”, and now that that day has come, it’s with respect and acclamation that I write this review. May Berman rest in peace, and may this fantastic work of art rest in your ears.
9.1/10
Favorite Tracks: Pretty Eyes, Black and Brown Blues, The Frontier Index


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