Song of the Week: “Imperfect But Ours” by The Saddest Landscape

I’ve always been a fan of landscape painting, especially when it’s disorienting—especially when there’s something monstrous or beautiful or electric peering—maybe gasping for its life—out of mattress-thick fog.  Enter The Saddest Landscape (I almost wrote “ever”) and their song “Imperfect But Ours” which isn’t a J.M.W. Turner painting called Sunrise with Sea Monsters, but it should be (and is in my head), because four fifths of the way through the song, which is “clattery +” and wiry and wrong (in all the good ways that post-hardcore goes RAHHHHH! then breaks down upon the windowsill pining), there’s a voice—falsetto or female?—that appears out of the mist so melodic: “I will always be there…I will always forgive you…you are the one thing that I got right…”  Gives me chills every time.  Clearly this is what Odysseus heard when passing the Island of the Sirens in Book XII of The Odyssey.  And thanks to The Saddest Landscape, now we can hear it too.

-Matt Hart

 

Matt Hart is the author of four books of poetry, most recently Sermons and Lectures Both Blank and Relentless (Typecast Publishing, 2012).  A co-founder and the editor-in-chief of Forklift, Ohio: A Journal of Poetry, Cooking & Light Industrial Safety, he lives in Cincinnati where he teaches at the Art Academy of Cincinnati and plays in the band Travel.

 

 

 

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