Still on a 4AD jag, this is one of the most nasty and bitter lyrics ever put to music. #mymusicmyrun

andycatlin 16 Jan 2014

The music of Mark Kozelek and his band Red House Painters loomed heavily over my later college years. The emotional lyrical content of the songs was a perfect sanctuary for a very young man torn constantly between sensitivity and brashness. Appearing a mere 8 months after the group's first record—Down Colorful Hill, a collection of demos deemed by 4AD label head Ivo Watts-Russell to be a finished product after some remixing—the eponymous 1993 album Red House Painters (now often known as Rollercoaster) was a monolith. A double LP, it was my #1 album of that year and at decade's end I ranked it as #2 of the 1990s. It's been nearly 15 years since I played it; it's practically singular in my collection as an album that is just too psychologically demanding for me to play any longer. One day I'll revisit it. I've chosen a song here that tilts toward the side of brashness; it also appears on the album in a slow piano version. Here's the full band take.   1

noyoucmon 3 Sep 2015

Pretty obsessed with the Red House Painters at the moment   1

TBBYNH 3 Dec 2013

Apenas conocí a esta banda ayer y ya soy fan. Esta canción me mata.

janmanisdead 28 May 2013