benhewerdine

of Montreal often gets talked about in terms of journal entries of a prolific maddish genius and if that’s true I find this album to be the peak of Kevin getting sick of his own shit and everyone else’s. This is an angry album whose lashing out often whips back at Kevin Barnes cooking along with rhythms and Melodys that I find to be of Montreal’s most accessible and enjoyable.

Beatific visions was the first non Beatles album I fell for. Punk turned perfect country peppered with an eccentric anxiety over political climates and being incapable of love. Even in the sweetest of ballads the punk ethos is still in full effect much like Gillian Welch or Elliot Smith this album finds immeasurable strength in the most delicate of flowers and weakness in war