by Zolton in New Music on Wednesday 21 November 2007

When I first heard the Bill Callahan — aka Smog — song, Rock Bottom Riser, I didn’t know whether I loved it or hated it. Loved it because it stuck in my head for a good hour and twelve minutes afterwards (not that I was counting); hated it because … well, that’s an awful long time to have one tune spinning around your inner ear iPod. In the end, I gave myself over to it completely; to its organic beauty; its sense of imperfect pleading; it’s purity and sentimental hopelessness. It’s a major chord lament with minor chord persuasions. Listen to it under the warm sway of a glass of Australian red and it’ll sit inside your heart like every childhood dream you never had.

Listen to Smog’s Rock Bottom Riser and watch the illustrated clip to the song.