The Narrator "This Party’s Over"

After several subsequent listens, the “whoo-hoo-whoo-hoo’s” that initially attracted me to “This Party’s Over” (mp3) have taken on nearly opposite meaning from the initial one. The music created by The Narrator contains Dischord-ian elements of populist urgency, delivered through a wall of dark, smart Chicago-style post-punk. The cliche-anvil “rewards repeated listens” thuds to the ground as I grow to fully parse and appreciate this song’s sneering brilliance with each subsequent play. The lyrics, from the beginning, (”Fake lines/Bleeding out of your/Home city’s crashed-out carcass”) are delivered with a plainspoken snideness that perfectly underscores their purpose: to augur the end of impetuousness and the beginning of obligation: “When the city embraces you/Say ‘hold me close, don’t ever let me go.’” And those joyful whoops that drew my attention? No more than ersatz revelry, an ironic signifier of a recent time thankfully passed.

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