Album Review: Father John Misty - Pure Comedy
In a seemingly indefinite era of noise (fake news, social media, you name it), a man who gets it can be king. At minimum, philosophers can prove to be radicals by simply telling us what we should already know. The problem is that, all too often, we just don’t care.
Josh Tillman, for one, has noticed how numb we’ve become (or maybe always were), and his moniker/music project/character-come-to-life, Father John Misty, isn’t having any of it. Misty’s new album, Pure Comedy, meditates on, and makes the case for, life not being some whimsical comedy of errors, but a tragedy so unbelievable you can’t help but laugh. Misty says as much in his own stunning 1,800-word essay about mankind’s profound misunderstanding of its own survival. The fact that humans were given the chance to live in a potential utopia and instead squandered its legacy by creating hierarchies and carrying out violence against one another — all to please some mysterious Sky-Man, as Misty puts it — is outright ludicrous and so impossibly self-aggrandizing that life, above all else, has to be “some kind of demented joke” because nothing else makes any sense.
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