I was going to hold off and just review the whole new The Joiners album closer to its release date, but I started crying and laughing on my way home from work, listening to their song, “Glorious, Glorious” and I burst in the back door and I said to the Butcher, “Listen to this,” and I put it through the big speakers and he said, “Oh yeah, I like this song. I’ve heard it on Lightning 100. Todd Snider, right? No, wait…”
“No, wait, right? You haven’t heard it.”
And he brushed his teeth in time to the music and the dog and I danced around the living room and I thought, shoot, this is as good as anything else in my iPod and better than much of it.
And, it manages to be the kind of song you hurry home to dance around the house to while also being a song about coming to Nashville and being a singer, and, by this point in history, it should be said that making a good song about coming to Nashville and being a singer is doubly hard because it’s so cliched. I mean, it’s not off-limits to paint a picture of a guy standing next to his wife/daughter, looking all solemn and Iowan, but, if you’re going to do it, you’d better nail it.
I think The Joiners nail it.
And, my god, there’s such nice stuff going on through the song. It starts out with family-style harmonies, it’s got a nice churchy piano, a rockin’ electric guitar, an organ at the end, an acoustic guitar… and that’s just what I can hear on this crappy computer. It’s like they put every musical experience a regular person might have put her hands on in real life and been inspired by into a room just to see where it might lead.
And then, there’s even the 70s/80s style a cappella break towards the end, where everyone in the whole joint can sing along.
If you don’t listen to the words, it is the most rambunctious, joyous song about everything that is good about Nashville.
If you do listen to the words, well, it’s a really happy song about some very, very tough times–“if you like what you hear, buy me something to eat.”
And there are some really great lyrical moments, for example “so softly landing/ a kiss on my face. / She liked the feeling. / I loved the taste.” The dude Joiner has this really lovely delivery on those words, like each word just needs to be cracked open a little bit so it can fill up with sound, and just before it spills over, he slips onto the next word. I don’t quite know how to explain it, but it’s like there’s this tension “We’re having so much fun singing this syllable that we don’t want it to end, but we also can’t wait to get to the next syllable, because it will be just as delightful.”
In a just world, you’d hear this song on the radio. You’d hear it start and you’d roll down your windows and you’d turn the radio way up and you’d sing along and, when it ended, you’d wish you could hear it again, one more time, right away.