The earnest retro soul vocals on this Dirty Projectors song fill me with irritation, not at all mitigated by the soulful-flower-children video. I can appreciate that it’s well-crafted, but its egregious effort to inspire me just makes me want to kick things. It’s like “Wind Beneath My Wings” for idiosyncratic indie rockers. Bleh.
I just realized…I think they want to be Sly and the Family Stone a little bit. It’s a worthy ambition, but the comparison is not beneficial.
But the Factual Opinion hive mind says it’s the best song of the year, so go figure.