Two posts deep and we're already on Sufjan watch. Who could have possibly seen this coming?
Your friend and mine, Stevens is no stranger to the stamp of blogger approval. It seems like for years he's been highly tauted for his quirky stage get-ups, his army of brass and string wielding disciples, and of course the epic, knock-you-over-the-head arrangements of words that seem to burst out of him like an unattended garden hose. It's as if Stevens lyrical faucet was left on full and we get to collect all the magic through those three wonderfully placed porcelian holes.
Now that the salad's out of the way, it's on to the meat and potatoes.
Austin City Limits recently showcased the Detroit-raised captain of all things indie in a 4 song set combining tracks from the two state albums and Seven Swans. The visual of the Stevens mob decked full out in butterfly wings and a hybrid of military/boyscout uniforms was stunning in and of itself, but Stevens whispered pitch and elegant falsetto carried whatever sense of abnormality that may have been present right into the warmest parts of the heart and budded into an understanding. 'Casimir Pulaski Day' left my Manilow-vouching grandmother in tears and even caused her to go as far as to tell me she loved me; he's got one finger firmly fretting his banjo and the other picking gently at our heartstrings. It's well worth checking out, especially if you've already joined the legion of Sufjan fans that wait anxiously for the next installment of... well anything he seems to do.
You can catch a video of Pulaski along with a pretty sweet interview here:
Sufjan
More Sufjan Fun:
Majesty_Snowbird.mp3
04_Jacksonville.mp3
07_Sister_Winter.mp3
Come On! Feel The Illinois! http://tinyurl.com/yl7hr7
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