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Alligator
     

Alligator

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by The National
 

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The National may sound like a garage band turned down, but there's as much primal energy lurking behind Alligator as in any mop-topped group of city kids with bloodstained Danelectros in a dusty warehouse. While Matt Berninger's lyrics and conversational delivery rely heavily on the kind of literate self-absorption that fuels so much of the indie rock scene

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The National may sound like a garage band turned down, but there's as much primal energy lurking behind Alligator as in any mop-topped group of city kids with bloodstained Danelectros in a dusty warehouse. While Matt Berninger's lyrics and conversational delivery rely heavily on the kind of literate self-absorption that fuels so much of the indie rock scene today, he never comes off as preachy or unaware that the world would manage just fine without him; rather, he uses metaphor and humor as bullet points for a profound sense of displacement and anger. Out-of-the-blue statements like "f*ck me and make me a drink," from the brooding but lovely "Karen," are effective because the listener is brought into the story slowly, almost amiably, before being led to the plank. Berninger's wry, filthy, and often eloquently sad tales of materialism, sex, and loneliness are augmented by the stellar duel-sibling attack of Aaron Dessner (guitar) and Bryce Dessner (guitar) and Scott Devendorf (guitar/bass) and Bryan Devendorf (drums), who flesh out each track with so many little creative flourishes that it takes a few listens to break them down into palatable portions. There are upbeat moments found within -- "Lit Up" and "Looking for Astronauts" -- but for the most part the National are content with playing the genial fatalists, and while "All the Wine" seems designed to serve as the record's desolate backbone, "Baby, We'll Be Fine," with its quick changes, lush orchestration, and winsome refrain of "I'm so sorry for everything" is, despite an elegiac delivery, Alligator's loneliest track, and like each part of this fine collection of city-weary poetry, it's as brief as it is affecting.

Product Details

Release Date:
05/22/2007
Label:
Beggars Banquet Us
UPC:
0607618024116
catalogNumber:
80241

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Album Credits

Performance Credits

National   Primary Artist
Sarah Phillips   Clarinet
Peter Katis   Vocals
Padma Newsome   Organ,Piano,Violin,Viola
Bryce Dessner   Group Member
Rachael Elliott   Bassoon
Matthew Berninger   Group Member
Aaron Dessner   Group Member
Bryan Devendorf   Group Member
Scott Devendorf   Group Member
Nick Lloyd   Organ,Piano,Keyboards
Lin Bardin   Cello
Carin Besser   Vocals
Nathalie Dessner   Vocals

Technical Credits

National   Composer
Peter Katis   Producer,Engineer
Paul Mahajan   Engineer
Padma Newsome   Orchestration

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Alligator 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 2 reviews.
5iver More than 1 year ago
By far the National's best record and one of the best records of the 00's. Elegaic and sinister by turns, the songs bristle with untrustworthy narrators and subtle musical interplay.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Constantly listening to this one - and will be for a long time.