high violet

The NYT is streaming The National‘s new record High Violet next to a nice profile of the band here. I loved Alligator, I loved Boxer, and after a few listens, I love High Violet.

Please give it a shot. The article has some lovely moments, too:

The National sound has a layered, seductive quality that is filled with intimate male feeling and uneasy cinematic portent: a storm coming up outside the window; leaves blowing in the road.

“High Violet” is the National’s latest album for their time. It’s the world according to a man who isn’t getting any younger, mostly wants to be a good father and husband and employee and friend — and might be happy, but for all that resistance he thinks he keeps tamped in his own head. He used to be the Great White Hope, the hero of his own box-size living room. Now he’s got a kid on his shoulder, lives on coffee and cut flowers while thinking about clearing out of the Silver City and going back to Ohio where life is simpler — until you get there and remember why you left.

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