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My older sister introduced me to Neutral Milk Hotel when I was about 16, and I fell in love with their music immediately. It was weird, and unique, and so brutally honest at times, and so mysteriously cryptic at others. Music for the socially awkward artistic kids I identified with. The kind of music I could scream along to on all night road trips into the dark of the desert. I've come to think of it as "lizard brain" music. Jeff Magnum writes with such passion about the indescribable beauty, and unbelievable horror of existence as a human being. The themes of intense young love, the death of innocence, the cruelty of war, the sticky realities of our bodies, the joyous gift of childbirth, or the pain of lives lost too young, these all strike deeply into that millions of years old instinctive lizard brain part of our subconscious, and that makes his music so powerful for those who are willing to feel it.
This song touches on all of those themes, and in my mind it is quintessentialy Neutral Milk Hotel. It can hold up on its own, but really it fits best within the context of the whole In the Aeroplane Over the Sea album, and the rest of the discography. There's a fascinating and mysterious story that Magnum unfolds over the very few albums the band released. It's honest and true enough to draw me in, yet cryptic enough to keep me wondering, and returning to their music over and over again