Time It Was and What a Time It Was, It Was

Ultimately, and through no fault of its own, Bookends suffers from the fame of half its songs. Tracks like "Mrs. Robinson," "A Hazy Shade of Winter," "America," and "At the Zoo" are so well known that it's hard to view the album as a whole. To the casual listener, the song snippets, experiments and overdubs, so essential to the theme, come across as irritating interludes between hits. While the duo's previous LP (1966's Parsley, Sage, Rosemary & Thyme) showcased both Simon's lyricism and Garfunkel's elegiac vocals, Bookends transcends its predecessor in terms of its subtle ambition. Traditional production values and classic song structure are disavowed by Simon's lithe songwriting and Garfunkel's atypical vocal arrangements. Each of the duo's customary roles are intertwined, leaving Bookends their most diplomatic work; most notably Simon's zeugmatic lyrical stream on "Save the Life of My Child" and Garfunkel's beautiful interlude on "Overs;" (arguably the critics' least favorite tracks).
The beauty of the album is overpowering. "America," like The Beach Boys' "God Only Knows" and The Beatles' "The Long and Winding Road" is breathtaking. In Steven Holden's 1972 New York Times review he said: “It is three and a half minutes of sheer brilliance, whose unforced narrative, alternating precise detail with sweeping observation, evokes the panorama of restless, paved America and simultaneously illuminates a drama of shared loneliness on a bus trip with cosmic implications." Yeah, yeah, in simpler terms, it's beautiful; as is "Old Friends," but there instead is the perpetual sadness haunting our mortality.

Published on April 16, 2018 04:39
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