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Taylor Swift’s New Album, “1989,” Just Leaked. Here Are Our Instant Reactions to Every Track.

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After Taylor Swift’s album leaked online today ahead of schedule, we came to the important editorial conclusion it would be a disservice to our readers if we didn’t review her latest offering.

What follows is a transcript of the live conversation between Mother Jones engagement editor Ben Dreyfuss and Climate Desk senior producer James West as they listened to the songs for the very first time; this was the only way we could think of to get this important cultural event to you in the quickest possible manner.

This conversation has been edited for clarity—it needed it.

Track 1: “Welcome to New York”

James West: Okay. That synth beat. You were saying, Ben, that this song was pilloried. But I actually like it. It has a big, banner sound full of deep, pulsing synth; a happy beginning to the album.

Ben Dreyfuss: Right. People hate it. Actually New York hipsters hate it. But New York hipsters hate everything.

JW: And who cares if it’s a little uncool, like she thinks she’s the only one who’s ever lived here before?

BD: That’s the way people act when they come to NYC! People are stupid. It’s easy to laugh about it years later when you consider yourself a jaded Gawker reader but you were once romanticizing the city on a bus from Des Moines too.

JW: (Or on a plane from Sydney, Australia!) But also, importantly Ben, I do like how gay-friendly it is. “Boys and boys and girls and girls.” Good one, Taylor. Stick it to the homophobes.

Track 2: “Blank Space”

JW: “You look like my next mistake”—hey, that’s one helluva line. Taylor’s grown. Now that she’s in New York, she’s having some kind of bad first romance, right? That’s the narrative? It all smacks of a jealous, no-holds-barred love affair: “Fuck it,” she’s saying. And this beat is totally infectious again.

BD: The Story of Taylor’s Big Move to the Big City.

JW: That cassette click is super cheesy. But now we’re into the pared back “spoken wordy” wisdom bit. What Taylor Has Learned of Love.

BD: “I love the players. You love the game.” LOL. “Boys only want love when it’s painful” or something? That is, in my personal experience, true.

JW: I really liked that one.

Track 3: “Style”

JW: Oh, now here it comes. Instant fave this one.

BD: The beat is so good. So ’80s.

JW: It’s twilight. We’re driving on a long road trip. Blondie is definitely nearby, on a cassette tape near my feet.

BD: Michelle Pfeiffer is there.

JW: Suddenly, we’re in a truck stop, refilling the car with gas in some kind of epic, knowing way. Top Gun is playing inside on a TV. The Sunday Night Movie.

BD: “James Dean…” what was it? That is a catchy hook. Although I clearly can’t even remember it two seconds later.

JW: She’s comparing herself to a classic movie star, I think. “I got that red lip classic thing that you like.”

BD: That’s basically Lana Del Rey’s entire shtick, no?

JW: This feels better than that for some reason. Kind of.

Track 4: “Out of the Woods”

JW: Okay, here’s another single prereleased. Again, this depressed, haunting minor key thing that she’s got going on the other tracks. Incremental, darker verses, leading to loud, washy choruses. I like it.

BD: She’s doing the “here’s a story that is emotionally evocative from your teen years” thing.

JW: This is the bit about Harry Styles right?

BD: I assume so. The imagery in this song is so deliciously meaningless.

JW: This breakdown bridge bit is nice. And then the final chorus to bring it right home. Wow. There it is. That was fast.

Track 5: “All You Had To Do Was Stay”

JW: Okay, this sounds a bit more generic now. This song sounds like a first cut of one of the other tracks, to be honest.

BD: It sounds like one of Katy Perry’s lesser songs.

JW: Yes. But there’s a nice “Stay!” vocal higher up there in the mix from the backing singers.

BD: Yeah, it’s a nice refrain, but in the earlier songs some of the totally meaningless imagery worked. Here it seems like fluff that exists because the song needs some words.

JW: Totally. In fact, it’s almost a bar-by-bar formula-copy of the first four songs, just worse. Don’t get me wrong, Ben. It’s still the best thing I’ve ever heard.

BD: HAHAHA. It is catchy. By the end “Stay” does have you moving with it.

Track 6: “Shake It Off”

BD: I love this song. It’s the perfect pop song.

JW: The single! Alright, Tay Tay. I love this song, too. It’s almost too good. It’s been in my brain for weeks and weeks like a tapeworm.

BD: And here the lyrics totally work as coming from Taylor but also in their appeal to everyone. Everyone thinks everyone else is a fuckup BUT THEY DON’T SEE, well, me landing on my feet. BUT MAYBE I’M JUST PROJECTING.

JW: This is the whole “Taylor as outsider” theory advanced by, well, almost every critic under the sun. And I think it’s true. I don’t know how she’s managed to be perpetually marketed in this way. She is, well, quite a pretty, conventional singer. And let’s face it, the song is pretty bland in the sense that it recycles a lot of old stuff: the horns, the hand claps, this cheerleader thing; but the sum of Tay Tay’s parts are bigger than the individual components for sure.

BD: The cheerleader thing is the low point for me.

JW: It’s silly.

Track 7: “I Wish You Would”

BD: We’re in a car again.

JW: Ha. We are. (Did we ever leave?) Another road trip through the late ’80s landscape.

BD: The funny thing is we don’t actually drive a lot in New York.

JW: Zipcars, I suppose.

BD: This whole thing is actually just an ad for Zipcars over Uber.

JW: Musically, I like the switch between the fast, double-time verse, then the slower beat in the chorus; and this synth wash is again reminding me of watching Back to the Future as a kid.

BD: I like the “You always knew how to push my buttons” bit. The lyric isn’t great but she delivers it pretty nicely.

JW: That’s the thing. She’s really meaning all these pretty generic emotions. But that’s when the generic becomes universal, right? When you mean it?

BD: I’m impressed with her handling of the faster delivery.

JW: This song is faster than the rest, for sure. All of these songs are super-short.

Track 8: “Wildest Dreams”

BD: This is different.

JW: This reminds me a bit of Britney, actually. Dark, breakdown Britney. Sad Britney. Or the girl I saw crying on the L train the other day, with her mascara smeared.

BD: It’s funny. The image that comes to my mind is a sad Britney with smeared mascara but not on the L. I really don’t get a NY vibe from most of these. She’s sitting on the top of her beat up car at night overlooking some football field by her high school in Texas, I think.

JW: Do you think she’s ever been here to New York City?

BD: For shows. Straight from LaGuardia to MSG and then the Standard.

JW: This anthemic chorus is nice. But then, you know, these bits are my least favorite parts of her songs, these whimsical “meaningful” broken-down vocal bits, where she tries to tell you the truth. I like the “I’m not a girl, not yet a woman” vibe of the songs, rather than when she delivers half-baked truths in these bridges.

Track 9: “Bad Blood”

BD: “Bad blood” lyric to “Bad Blood” song. Is it interesting that all of these songs are her breaking up with someone?

JW: Harry?

BD: Has anyone checked on him? Is he okay?

JW: Again, her looks are really important in the lyrics: standing in a dress, rosy-cheeked, red lips.

BD: Yeah, it fits further into the Taylor as Film Star. It’s all told in a very cinematic way.

JW: Did she listen to Fiona Apple and Annie Lennox on loop before this song, with a little bit of…I don’t know…Sia Furler?

BD: I feel like Fiona Apple fans are not going to be pleased with that comment.

JW: Oh god. I don’t want Fiona Apples after me. Doesn’t delete earlier comment.

BD: It’s too late anyway. I am one of those fans. “THE CALL IS COMING FROM IN THE HOUSE.”

JW: Is she putting on a weird English accent in this bit?

BD: YES, a little.

JW: Frankly, I didn’t really like that song. A bit of a filler. Some pretty sighs but nothing that I’ll be drawn back to immediately.

BD: The sighs were the best part but yeah, no, it was maybe the worst so far.

Track 10: “How You Get The Girl”

JW: Oh, is this our first acoustic guitar? Are we back on the plane to Nashville?

BD: God, I hope we’re not on that plane. She has come so far.

JW: I’ve almost immediately written off this song half way through the chorus. This is maybe the most generic pop thing on the record so far. Twee, cloying, too cutesy; doesn’t have the heightened emotions of the first couple of tracks.

BD: I have not absorbed any of these lyrics because these lyrics aren’t meant to be absorbed.

JW: A runny slick of silliness.

BD: “Pulled your heart out, put it back together.” Wait, when did the heart break? Did it break when she was pulling it out? Was it already broken? He had a broken heart from an earlier relationship? What the hell is this song even about?

JW: I’m confused too.

BD: Is this about Ebola?

JW: ISIS?

BD: Hahahaha.

JW: I’m disappointed a bit. I have to say.

BD: Yeah I really liked a few of the earlier new ones.

JW: I’m getting a beer. Want one?

BD: Yes, please.

Track 11: “This Love”

JW: Okay. Ready to start again? Only six more songs. Go go go. Moody. This is going to be a torch ballad for sure.

BD: What is this. Is this slam poetry?

JW: It’s so…stereo. She’s coming at me in both ears.

BD: It’s like a song I remember being forced to listen to on the radio in 1993.

JW: Okay, now I’m back, Taylor. I’m so back. Are you in New York yet, Ben? I’m closer. Definitely not Texas.

BD: That’s true. She’s sitting on a stoop with a Parliament hanging out her half-gloved hand.

JW: Tay and some boy just listened to “Papa Don’t Preach” together. Now she’s by herself—

BD: —wondering if that Tisch major friend of hers who just sang that Madonna song so well?

JW: Gay? Probably. But it’s first year Tisch, so…?

BD: He hasn’t even chosen if he wants to act or direct yet. He just knows he wants to express himself.

JW: But don’t we all want that? He just want to love. Tay knows that.

BD: Five hundred twenty-five-thousand six-hundred minutes…

JW: Haha. Aaaand. Scene.

Track 12: “I Know Places”

BD: I actually hear a bit of that angry fast Fiona in this one…Wait, well I guess I did before this silly hunting hook.

JW: Yes. Wow. This is pretty stupid.

BD: “Lights flash.” What’s with her and this whole car motif?

JW: This is as close to performance art the album has seen (and only glancingly so). But this is Tay as “artist” for sure. Those Tisch classes are really rubbing off. Maybe she recently learned about this woman called “Kate Bush” and thought she was pretty dope.

BD: Oh God, that is so true. You know they are going to be playing this in dorms around Washington Square tonight and someone is going to call this the best song of the album because it’s so “meaningful.”

JW: At least those other ones we didn’t like weren’t pretentious like this. URGH, THAT CASSETTE CLICK THING DRIVES ME MAD.

BD: It’s a cassette player in a car. It’s all part of the same awful confusing element.

Track 13: “Clean”

JW: Drought! She says the word “drought!” Climate change! Taylor Swift, Climate Activist.

BD: Did global warming hurt you, Tay?

JW: Can I report on this, somehow, in my real job?

BD: Remember when Beyonce single-handedly stopped climate change?

JW: Adds link.

BD: Hahahahahaha.

JW: Okay, back to the song. We’re definitely in the softer part of the album now; the slower torch songs bunched right up at the end here.

BD: “I punched a hole in the roof.” I am Taylor. I feel things very strongly.

JW: I am nothing but feeling, and I give voice to what you feel, too.

BD: I am a feeling robot. *does robot movements* Ten months sober!

JW: “Ten months sober!” is she pretending to have had a…drinking problem?

BD: This is her song for the people who are wondering if they have a drinking problem. Tay, can do Lifetime drama too!

JW: The drought again! I’m taking this literally, I don’t care what people say. Gov. Jerry Brown listen up! Taylor’s climate album.

BD: That’s our headline.

JW: Gov. Jerry Brown Listen Up! Taylor’s Climate Album.

BD: “I think I am finally clean!”

Track 14: “Wonderland”

JW: IN THAT FUCKING CAR AGAIN. Flashing lights, take a wrong turn…spinning out of control.

BD: She seems mad.

JW: Is this the inevitable come down after the Tisch kids made her take molly?

BD: Hahahaha. “Tay, Tay, babe, you need a Xanax.”

JW: This is actually just a Rihanna song. This “eh, eh, eh” is just “Umbrella”…the chorus is pure “Umbrella.”

BD: Yeah. The truth is a lot of this album seems like a hodgepodge from a recent NOW CD. I don’t mean that in a necessarily bad way.

JW: Even this “Wonderland” refrain sounds like ‘Yonce at the end of the visual album.

BD: IT DOES. Also, like, is this song even about the Val Kilmer movie Wonderland? I don’t think so.

JW: God, it’s so MDMA-ish. Tay’s gripping her bestie’s hand rolling down the street. It’s not going to end well. “I never felt worse, but never better.” Yikes.

BD: They were in the top of some parking garage all together each with a pill in hand. “Let’s watch out for each other!” DRIVE.

Track 15: “You R In Love”

JW: These are all sounds from my ’80’s youth.

BD: Who produced this? I think when it works it really works, but when it misses it’s awf.

JW: Right. This one is working. There’s some inherent longing in this.

BD: Oh I like this bit. We’re getting back to the good Tay.

JW: Oh god. I just got chills. A little rush of truth and happiness mixed with uncertainty and… optimism?

BD: Cautious anticipation?

JW: Yes. Things are going to be okay, as long as I can master this “living” thing, you know?

BD: Oh that is good.

JW: That quiet moment before it hits the chorus kills me.

BD: It plays so well off “You can hear it in the silence.”

JW: Right. The most real stuff on the album is about falling in love. The break up songs don’t ring true. Am I onto something here?

BD: Agreed. The breakup songs sound like an act? Like a show. Like something she knows she needs to do but isn’t quite sure how to do it.

JW: Yes. Obligatory. But these long train rides home, feeling lost and sad and…urgh…it’s good. And Ben, Ben. We’re now really in New York.

BD: Yes! I’m listening to that on the F train in the winter.

Track 16: “New Romance”

JW: THE FINAL SONG.

BD: You never realize it’s going to be the last one until it’s too late.

JW: But this is worthy, I think. We’ve got this big chorus again. Happy. Shameless.

BD: I like this. I’m feeling it. This is the one song that sort of would make me want to take some molly. NOT THAT I EVER WOULD.

JW: “We’re the New Romantics”…that’s a big claim, don’t you think?

BD: Aim for the stars.

JW: And certainly, this is the most unadulterated dance-floor calling capital-A American song. Like Miley Cyrus’s “Party in the USA”.

BD: “Please take my hand and take me dancing and leave me stranded. It’s so romantic.” Oh there is so much to unpack in that last bit. So sick. So true.

JW: I keep mishearing, and instead thinking she’s singing “Everyday is like bath salts…” Which is really horrible.

BD: HAHAHAHA.

JW: AND THAT’S A WRAP LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.

VOICE MEMO

BD: Now she’s talking about how to write a song.

JW: Urgh, I just switched off. What a mood killer that was.

BD: What’s happening? She had gotten me there. Now it’s gone.

JW: Turn it off. Turn it off!

BD: Okay, off. It’s off. It’s dead. God, never include those voice memo things after dance molly anthems.

JW: So Ben. Overall takeout assessment?

BD: I have to say: I had pretty high expectations going into this and I’m not sure this whole album really met them.

JW: Right. My question going in was: Now that we’ve heard some high-water marks in the pre-releases, what will the album fill out about Taylor herself? And on that front, I did get some more from her than I expected. This whole “living, learning, loving” narrative was quite compelling, even if musically there was a rough patch in the middle.

BD: Exactly. I mean, the beginning has some real highlights and then it hits a sad monotonous valley for a bit and recovers towards the end and the last song is a smash. But I could have done without a lot of the stupid bullshit in the middle.

JW: There was some filler for sure. But, you know, on balance, I think I’m probably a little bit more of a fan than I was before (which, frankly, wasn’t that much), and I’ll definitely put on that lovesick song next time I’m drunk.

BD: Agreed. She’s definitely matured as an artist away from the Nashville nonsense that she was known for a few albums ago. I mean, this is clearly her best album.

JW: Let’s get this on the web.

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This Quirky Indie Rocker Can Help You Win at Scrabble

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Stephin Merritt, the singer for the Magnetic Fields, refuses to play Scrabble with me.

I can’t help but be a tiny bit disappointed. The ubiquitous word game, after all, is the reason I’m sitting down with him in this San Francisco bakery-cafe. Merritt is in town promoting 101 Two-Letter Words, a collection of poems—illustrated by the loveably oddball New Yorker cartoonist Roz Chast—that he wrote to help himself remember the shortest words in Scrabble’s official dictionary.

But when I challenge him to a match, Merritt shakes his head. “The last time I attempted Scrabble with an interviewer,” he says in his slow, gravelly voice, “I accidentally stole 12 tiles from the Bryant Park public Scrabble set.”

Perhaps it’s no surprise that he doesn’t want his attention divided. Merritt isn’t known for doing things halfway. His band’s best-known record, the aptly named 69 Love Songs, is a three-volume epic that ranges from gospel to punk. On another album, i, every song title begins with the letter I.

He’s also not fond of repetition. In addition to his work with the Magnetic Fields, Merritt has written several Chinese operas, a score for a silent film version of 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, and music for the audiobook of Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events. This poetry collection is his first. “I think I would get bored easily if I did the same thing again and again,” Merritt says, so “I don’t.”

The idea for 101 Two-Letter Words, which hit bookshelves at the end of September, came to him while he was on tour playing Scrabble and Words With Friends to kill time in hotels and airports. His opponents included a copyeditor, a journalist, and the novelist Emma Straub. He found himself losing often. So, in a ploy to remember strategically important words like “aa” (a type of lava) and “xu” (a unit of currency), he began composing quatrains for each.

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“After a few,” he writes in the book’s introduction, “I thought I’d better write all of them down, and how better to do that than to write a book? I never finish anything without a deadline anyway.”

Merritt says he doesn’t have a favorite poem from the book, as he’s “not a person who has favorite things.” But he does, disproving his own claim, have a favorite illustration: The poem for “be” reads “‘Be yourself,’ all thinkers say; how odd they think alike. ‘Be yourself,’ says Lao Tzu; ‘Be yourself,’ says Wilhelm Reich.”

To accompany it, Chast has drawn what Merritt describes as “an ugly American tourist couple with his/her shirts.” His shirt says, “Be yourself.” Hers says, “I’m with stupid.”

“It blew me away,” Merritt says.

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The book owes much of its aesthetic to Edward Gorey, whose unsettling illustrated books Merritt grew up on.

“As a child with dark, morose-looking eyes, I looked like an Edward Gorey character,” he tells me. “I guess I knew that I was going to meet some horrible end. Impaled by a candlestick or something like that. Sucked into the pneumatic tube in the department store.”

Merritt never considered setting the poems to music, he says. Each song would have been only about 15 seconds long—not enough to jog his memory. But some aspects of his creative process are consistent, no matter the medium. He prefers to work in the nearest gay bar (loud, drunk straight people annoy him), with a cocktail in one hand and his notebook in the other, trying to tune out the television and let his brain wander. If he’s at home, he says, there are too many other pressing things for him to do.

Stephin Merritt performs in New York. WFUV/Flickr

I ask him whether thematic constraints, such as writing only love songs or focusing on two-letter words, help stimulate his thinking. He frowns. “It puzzles me that people keep asking me that, he says, because doesn’t everyone give themselves thematic constraints in their work? Isn’t that what a work is?”

“Yes, definitely,” I counter. “But not everyone makes an album where every song begins with I.”

“No,” he says. “I think most people make albums where everything is more similar than I do. People make albums with only five instruments on them, doing more or less the same thing again and again for the entire album, and no one bats an eyelash. If I did that, I would be bored, and so would the audience. Everyone has constraints; I just have unusual constraints, I think. The Rolling Stones have sounded like Muddy Waters for 50 years, and no one has said, ‘Don’t you find that limiting?'”

With this book, Merritt says, he didn’t even choose his own constraints. He had a specific set of words he wanted to learn, and there happened to be 101 of them. He adds that he’s always been drawn to small things: He plays the ukulele, he drives a Mini Cooper, and his pet chiuahua Irving (after Irving Berlin) slept in his shirt while he wrote some of the poems.

Merritt has a theory about the origins of this affinity: “I’m 5-foot-3.”

So, I ask, have the poems succeeded? Is he now better at Scrabble?

Without a doubt, he says. And his mother is too, ever since he gave her a copy.

“It’s not like I have a moral crusade to help people improve their game,” he adds. “But why not? It makes the world a little more fun.”

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This Quirky Indie Rocker Can Help You Win at Scrabble

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Yet More Crackpotism From the Tea Party Darling in Iowa

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TPM’s Daniel Strauss provides us with the latest intel on tea party darling Joni Ernst, currently favored to win a Senate seat in Iowa. Here are her answers to a survey from the Campaign for Liberty in 2012, when she was running for the state legislature:

Strauss naturally focuses on Question 5, in which Ernst happily agrees that Iowa should allow state troopers and local sheriffs to toss federal officials in the slammer if they try to implement Obamacare in their state. This is complete lunacy, but of course no one will take any notice. For some reason, conservative Republicans are allowed to get away with this kind of stuff. There’s a sort of tacit understanding in the press that they don’t really mean it when they say things like this. It’s just a harmless way of showing their tribal affiliation.

However, I’m also intrigued by Question 1. I assume this was prompted by police use of drones, which was starting to make the news back in 2012, but does it also include things like red light cameras and automated radar installations on highways? Does Ernst really oppose this stuff? She might! And maybe it’s a big deal in Iowa. I’m just curious.

UPDATE: And as long as we’re on the subject of Iowa, Senate seats, and the press, maybe you should check out Eric Boehlert’s fully justified bafflement over the national media’s infatuation with a crude Republican smear campaign based on transparent lies about Democratic candidate Bruce Braley and his neighbor’s chickens. Click here for more.

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Dot Earth Blog: Staying Upbeat and Engaged in a Turbulent, Complicated Climate

Seven climate-focused people explain how they sustain their energy and enthusiasm. More here: Dot Earth Blog: Staying Upbeat and Engaged in a Turbulent, Complicated Climate ; ; ;

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Dot Earth Blog: Staying Upbeat and Engaged in a Turbulent, Complicated Climate

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Mitt Romney Takes Another Crack at Explaining the 47 Percent

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In a recent interview with Mark Leibovich, Mitt Romney offered up a new excuse for foolishly venting to a supporter during the 2012 campaign about the perfidy of the “47 percent” (i.e., the folks who take no personal responsibility for their lives and just want lots of free bennies from the government). Here it is:

Romney told me that the statement came out wrong, because it was an attempt to placate a rambling supporter who was saying that Obama voters were essentially deadbeats. “My mistake was that I was speaking in a way that reflected back to the man,” Romney said. “If I had been able to see the camera, I would have remembered that I was talking to the whole world, not just the man.” I had never heard Romney say that he was prompted into the “47 percent” line by a ranting supporter. It was also impossible to ignore the phrase “If I had to do this again.”

David Corn calls bullshit:

That supporter was not rambling. Here’s what he asked: “For the last three years, all everybody’s been told is, ‘Don’t worry, we’ll take care of you.’ How are you going to do it, in two months before the elections, to convince everybody you’ve got to take care of yourself?” That was a straightforward query, succinctly put, not rambling at all. It was Romney who took the point to the next level and proclaimed that a specific number of Americans were lazy freeloaders who could not and would not fend for themselves.

But I don’t think this is fair. “Rambling” and “ranting” are Leibovich’s words, not Romney’s. All Romney says is that he was “speaking in a way that reflected back to the man.” And that’s true. In fact, this was pretty much my guess about what really happened that night, and I suggested at the time that it revealed a lot about Romney’s execrable people skills. After all, every candidate has to interact with true believers, many of whom are also rich donors.

A politician with even a tenuous grasp on how to handle this kind of pressure knows what to do: you redirect. You can’t tell these folks they’re crazy, of course….But you can’t really agree with them either….So you soothe. I get where you’re coming from. And then you back away. Maybe you blame it on polling data….Maybe you change the subject….Maybe you appeal to authority.

….But you handle them. Except that apparently Romney can’t. And that’s pretty weird, isn’t it? He has more experience handling the titanic egos of rich people than anyone in politics. If anyone should be able to stroke big-dollar donors without saying anything stupid, it ought to be Mitt Romney.

This is basically what Romney is fessing up to. He wanted to pander to this questioner, but he didn’t have the skills to do that off-the-cuff in a safe way. So, since he thought he was speaking privately, he just went ahead and gave him the full pander instead.

Whether Romney really believed what he was saying is sort of irrelevant. I figure he probably did—sort of—though I suspect that if he’d been in a different mood he would have said something a little different. But what we really learned from this episode is that Romney had neither the guts to stand up to a rich donor nor the people skills to soothe and redirect in a safe way. In other words, he’s not really the kind of guy you want to be president of the United States.

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Portraits of 11 of the Americana Music Festival’s Most Intriguing Acts

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The Americana Music Association, which just wrapped up its 15th Americana Music Festival, is not so much about defining a genre as it is about circling the wagons around a wide variety of roots-influenced styles and staging a big-tent meeting for the faithful. The music spans roughly three generations of artists, from the likes of Loretta Lynn and Billy Joe Shaver, who helped define classic country music; to musicians like Ry Cooder and Taj Mahal, who during the ’70s combined reverence for the past with rock and roll; to young artists like Robert Ellis, The Milk Carton Kids, and others who are innovating and expanding the older traditions with fresh energy. No matter their age, Americana artists are finding a growing audience to start and sustain careers; it’s as much about moving forward as it is preserving the past. With 160-plus acts in Nashville for this year’s festival, there was no shortage of great music and fascinating individuals. Here are portraits of 11 artists who are definitely worth a closer look.

Jim Lauderdale

Nashville’s guardian angel of songwriting, Jim Lauderdale, is truly the face, and voice, of Americana—a humorous, kind, and gracious ambassador to the association, and host of the Americana Awards for the last 12 years. Lauderdale’s songs have been recorded by George Strait (more than a dozen of them), Vince Gill, Blake Shelton, and the Dixie Chicks, to name just a few. His most recent album (number 26), I’m a Song, features songwriting collaborations with Elvis Costello, Robert Hunter, and Bobby Bare. Near the end of his set at the venue 3rd and Lindsley, he was joined onstage by Lucinda Williams, who asked the crowd, in her trademark drawl, “Why is Brad Paisley up on all these billboards and not Jim?”

The Milk Carton Kids: Kenneth Pattengale and Joey Ryan

Winners of the 2014 Americana Award for Best Group/Duo, The Milk Carton Kids are the Los Angeles-based guitar and vocal duo of Kenneth Pattengale and Joey Ryan. With an uncanny chemistry, they blend their voices and guitars through one microphone into gossamer folk songs with the precision and depth of Simon & Garfunkel or the Everly Brothers.

Robert Ellis

Robert Ellis was nominated for Americana’s Artist of the Year, Album of the Year for The Lights from the Chemical Plant, and song of the year for “Only Lies.” While heavily steeped in country and western music, his current album goes into more experimental territory, blending elements of prog/psychedelic rock and jazz within a sparse soundscape. The Houston, Texas native recently relocated to Greenpoint, Brooklyn.

The Howlin’ Brothers: Jared Green, Ian Craft, and Ben Plasse

Nashville’s own The Howlin’ Brothers— Ian Craft on banjo and fiddle, Jared Green on guitar and harmonica, and Ben Plasse on bass—play dirt-under-the-fingernails bluegrass, blues, Cajun, social-dance music, and anything else “old-timey” they can scratch up, mixing originals that sit nicely along side timeless songs. Their third album,Trouble, was released this year on Brendan Benson’s Readymade Records.

Leo “Bud” Welch

Leo “Bud” Welch of Bruce, Mississippi, is both one of the oldest and newest artists at the festival. Welch, 82, released his first album, Sabougla Voices, early this year on Big Legal Mess Records, home of Junior Kimbrough and RL Burnside. He had been playing gospel in small local churches, and blues at picnics and parties for decades in a stripped-bare style, but a cold call to the record label finally got the ball rolling.

Doug Seegers

Doug Seegers is finally doing what he was born to do: write and sing soulful, sharp-witted, universally identifiable country songs. For much of his 17 years in Nashville, Seegers was homeless, drunk, and playing for change on the streets. A trained cabinet maker from New York, Seegers had tried to make it as a musician and songwriter in the ’70s and had played in a band with a then unknown Buddy Miller in Austin, Texas. Through luck or divine intervention, Swedish country singer Jill Johnson (country music is big in Scandinavia!) met Doug while producing a documentary on Nashville musicians. Dumbfounded by the quality of his songwriting, she recorded a single with him that hit No. 1 on iTunes in Sweden. Through the path of recovery, and support from artists such as Emmylou Harris, Buddy Miller, steel guitarist Al Perkins, and producer Will Kimbrough, Seegers released his first album, Going Down to the River, on Rounder.

Carlene Carter

The granddaughter of “Mother” Maybelle Carter, daughter Carl Smith and June Carter, and stepdaughter of Johnny Cash, Carlene Carter is music royalty’s wild child. She recorded her first three albums in England. Her 1978 self-titled album with Graham Parker and the Rumor and 1980’s Musical Shapes, with her then husband Nick Lowe and his band Rockpile, blended country music with high-energy New Wave. Last year, she returned to her family’s legacy with Carter Girl, produced by Don Was. The album brings her youthful energy to songs from the Carter Family repertoire. Beginning in early 2015, she will join John Mellencamp on an 80-date tour.

The Haden Triplets: Petra, Rachel, and Tanya

The Haden Triplets use their sibling chemistry to beautifully reanimate classic country and gospel music. They are the daughters of jazz bassist and composer Charlie Haden, who also grew up in a country music family, performing on the radio in Iowa as part of the Haden Family Band. Five years after Charlie’s country music tribute album Ramblin’ Boy, which featured the triplets, they now have their own self-titled album, produced by Ry Cooder and released on Jack White’s Third Man Records.

The Mastersons: Eleanore Whitmore and Chris Masterson

The Mastersons, a husband and wife duo, play straightforward country-inflected rock with big-hearted lyrics, tight song structures, and sweetly intertwined harmonies. They released their second album, Good Luck Charm, this past July on New West Records, but are already touring veterans as the core of Steve Earle’s band, the Dukes.

Ethan Johns

England’s Ethan Johns recently released his second album, The Reckoning, a suite of stark, mythology-steeped songs that draw from British folk and early American blues. Johns also has a substantial career as a producer, having worked with Ryan Adams (who returned the favor to produce this album), Tom Jones, Paul McCartney, and Ray LaMontagne. He no doubt learned a few things from his father, Glyn Johns, the legendary producer of The Rolling Stones, Led Zeppelin, and The Eagles.

Sons of Bill: From left, Sam Wilson, Todd Wellons, James Wilson, Seth Green, and Abe Wilson

Sons of Bill are brothers James, Sam, and Abe (father: William Wilson), plus Seth Green on bass and Todd Wellons on drums. The band’s sound ranges from “No Depression” alt-country of Uncle Tupelo and Son Volt to Byrds-like folk-rock to the Chapel Hill alt-rock of early R.E.M, and many points in between. Their new album, Love and Logic, is produced by Ken Coomer of Uncle Tupelo and Wilco.

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Bluesman Gary Clark Jr. Is the Guitar Hero for Our Time

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A guitar hero for the modern era, Gary Clark Jr. plays bluesy rock with a blistering urgency that makes the hoariest conventions feel brand new. For all his flashy expertise, the muscular solos and buzzing riffs never feel gratuitous, while Clark’s terse, tough singing nicely complements his fretwork. This 15-track, 97-minute feast is the perfect showcase for his brilliance, mixing versions of standards like “Three O’Clock Blues” (popularized by B.B. King) and “Catfish Blues” (also covered by Jimi Hendrix) with pungent originals, from sleek boogie (“Travis County”) to tender soul (“Please Come Home”), with lots of fireworks in between. While it’s tempting to view him as the next coming of Hendrix, especially in light of his take on Jimi’s “Third Stone from the Sun,” Clark is closer in spirit to Stevie Ray Vaughan: less an exotic, godlike genius than a gifted guardian of tradition who never fails to thrill.

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Listen to Some of Liberia’s Top Artists Sing about Ebola

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Since it started in March, West Africa’s Ebola outbreak has spread to five countries in the region. But its toll on the Liberian people—who account for more than half of the 5,700 cases—has been especially devastating. To instill a sense of unity amid the crisis, several Liberian organizations brought together some of the country’s top artists to make a song about the crisis. The result, called “Save Liberia,” debuted last week. You can listen to it below:

“It’s like ‘We Are the World‘ for Liberia,” says Lawrence Yealue, Liberia’s country director for Accountability Lab, an anti-corruption NGO that helped organize the project. “We Are the World” was a 1985 collaboration between more than 40 artists—from Michael Jackson to Bob Dylan—to raise money for famine relief in the Horn of Africa. This song, Yeaule says, will help spread a message about Ebola’s seriousness to “every village and town” in Liberia.

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Contact: Wandering Troubador Sean Rowe’s Inner Madman

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Sean Rowe began his music career 10 years ago in his hometown of Troy, New York, playing covers in bars for a living. Now based in Woodstock, Rowe (rhymes with Tao) is still known for his emotive interpretations of other people’s songs at his live performances, which are as likely to happen at a private house concert as a club or festival stage.

Tomorrow, Rowe releases Madman, his third album on ANTI- records. The songs—while mixing elements of his early influences of soul, early rock, and slide-guitar blues—often feel more like incantations calling for deeper awareness, reflection, and personal connection. The video for Madman‘s title track is a good introduction into his world, a humble and unvarnished road diary of the people he meets, the living rooms he visits, and the walks he takes in the woods. I spoke with and photographed Rowe in Brooklyn. The following is in his words:

If I really sat and analyzed what it is I’m doing, I would be exhausted just thinking about it. Because it’s a lot. Sometimes I want to tour everywhere and just perform and that’s all I want to do, and then I remember, “Oh yeah, I have a family and that’s the most important thing in the world to me, and I want to get that down right.” I love being a dad, I feel like I’m really good at that. But it requires a lot of energy to be a really good parent—being present, which I feel like I’m really struggling with, being away a lot. Balancing all that is just mad. That’s kind of where the song “Madman” came out of. I put a lot of myself into the record this time around.

And the city has a way just to make you forget,
about half the stuff you love and things you don’t know yet.

That was the first line. I sat on the song for four years. I had the line, and I had the chord progression, but it never finished itself. You gotta wait until it comes out. I realized after some time what the song was really about. The city life—I don’t think we’ve quite evolved to live that lifestyle. As exciting as it can be, and as great as the idea-sharing possibilities are, I don’t think physically we were made to walk on pavement and to be as absent-minded as the city can make you. It creates a certain mentality that is only good if you are dealing with the laws of modern society. It’s not really a universal feeling. I think it can be distracting; it can take you away from a real lasting sense of place.

When I was younger, I liked to think that I was leading some kind of esoteric existence, dreaming of being some kind of hermit or vagabond wandering into the woods to live off the land. But touring has showed me so many different kinds of lifestyles that are equally valid. People are people—some good, some bad. I don’t think that what I do is particularly virtuous other than I think it’s important to get in touch with your surroundings on a very basic level. Although there is spirituality in it for me, I think it is just a good practice to be aware of your neighbors, not just people, but plants and animals. It gives you a better feeling about everything. I think everybody can relate to that. I left my phone at the gig last night, and my wife and I were joking that it was God’s way of forcing me to be quiet for a little bit.

What I’m doing with the house concerts is about connecting with the fans in a direct way. House shows are pretty intense, just by the nature of the way they work. They aren’t open to the public. The people who contact me to do them are really big fans and they just have all their friends and their family come. Most of the people have never heard of you before and usually I’ve never met the hosts. And the first time they’re seeing me play is in their living room. It’s a pretty raw experience. It’s a beautiful thing, though. Music has a way of breaking down a lot of walls. It takes away the awkwardness pretty quickly and gets you in the door. One of the great things is really getting to know people, seeing what they do for a living, how they got to where they are. There’s a lot of humility in it. There’s really no pretense, there can’t be.

When I started out playing in bars it was primarily to pay the bills, because bars were the only places that would pay. That means having to play a lot of cover songs, because people want to hear what they already know. But I had always chosen the covers that I loved to play. I don’t have to play covers now, but I enjoy doing it, because if I can bring something different to it and keep the intent of the song intact, then I’ll do it. For example, I cover a song by Richard Thompson called “1952 Vincent Black Lightning,” which is one of those songs that you really don’t touch. I think that I play it because I can keep the emotion alive that was intended.

Everything is up for grabs in songwriting, It doesn’t matter if you’re in the woods or a high-rise apartment, you have to be open to every kind of experience to be a good writer. My baseline lifestyle is centered on trying to live as naturally as possible. It just feels really good; it’s not the kind of thing you need to over-explain. I’ve learned not to force what I do onto other people, but for me it’s really exciting to get out there and harvest wild food and spend time in nature.

I don’t think about it too much when I’m in the process of writing. I’ll certainly try to wrap myself around the song as much as possible, but once the song is done, it has a way of becoming more than the sum of its parts. And then it just becomes the song as a whole entity. It’s like a comedian who knows something will be funny but he can’t really prove it yet; he can take something small and seemingly insignificant that he knows must be happening to everybody else, too. It’s a lot like that in songwriting, you just trust that this stuff happens to everybody.

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“Contact” is a series of artist portraits and interviews by Jacob Blickenstaff.

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Music Review: “To Turn You On” by Robyn Hitchcock

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TRACK 3

“To Turn You On”

From Robyn Hitchcock’s The Man Upstairs

YEP ROC

Liner notes: Hitchcock gives Bryan Ferry’s morose love song a charming, irony-free makeover, setting his surprisingly tender vocal to a delicate chamber-folk arrangement.

Behind the music: The former Soft Boys leader teamed with producer Joe Boyd (Fairport Convention, Anna and Kate McGarrigle) for this vibrant mix of originals and covers (Doors, Psychedelic Furs).

Check it out if you like: Vital vets like Richard Thompson and Marshall Crenshaw.

This review originally appeared in our September/October issue of Mother Jones.

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