
In his latest outing, Songs For Silverman, Ben Folds waxes poetic about subjects as various as religion, relationships, parenthood, and the passing of friends/mentors.
Lyrically and musically this album is a departure from Rockin’ the Suburbs, it lacks the wit but replaces it with a bit more of an emotional punch. At first listen, I was aching for the fun and the less dour tone of Folds previous works, but with each subsequent listen this album has tiptoed into my psyche with a gentle subtlety. Folds may not be telling any “new tales” in his songs, but he tells many of the tales of life we’re all too familiar with in such a refreshingly deep and personal way that he makes his stories ours as well.
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