專輯名稱與1971年Sly and the Family Stone的經典專輯同名,呼應美國社會正面臨相同的黑暗時期。減少吉他聲響比例,凸顯如詩如畫的流動感。Krautrock演奏曲"You are Here"揭開序幕,替整張專輯寫下甜美前言;“For You Too”彷彿重新演繹經典名曲“Blue Line Swinger”,過去的催人淚下昇華成自在豁達,而極微聲響"Shortwave"之後的曲子,則是呈現Yo La Tengo近年節拍實驗的豐碩成果;Sun Ra式前衛爵士的"Above the Sound"、森巴搖擺的"Esportes Casual"、帶有trip hop氣味的"Out of Pool"。
在海上隨波浪漂浮時,耳裡嗡嗡作響,找到與自己對話的凝結時空,我們想起了夢想是什麼。這就是
Yo La Tengo的音樂暴動,直叫人感嘆:「幸好有Yo La Tengo,他們的音樂將拯救一切!」
There s a riot going on. You don t need me, or Yo La Tengo, to tell you that. These are dark times, in our heads as much as in the streets. It s easy to lose contact with the ground. Confusion and anxiety intrude into daily life and cause you to lose your compass. There are times that call for anthems, something to lift you out of your slump and put fire in your feet. And sometimes what is needed is a balm, a sound that will wrap around you and work out the knots in your neck.
For Yo La Tengo, this is a slow-motion action painting. Ira Kaplan, Georgia Hubley, and James McNew did it all themselves, in their rehearsal studio, with no engineer and no complicated equipment (John McEntire later assisted in mixing). They did not rehearse together beforehand; they turned on the recorder and let things coalesce. Songs came together over long stretches, sometimes as much as a year going by between parts. You d never guess this, since the layers are joined with such a liquid brush. You d imagine most of the songs had sprung forth whole, since they will enter your head that way. Within two listens you will be powerless to resist the magnetic draw of “Shades of Blue,” will involuntarily hear “She May, She Might” on your internal jukebox first thing in the morning and “Let s Do It Wrong” late at night.
While there s a riot going on, Yo La Tengo will remind you what it s like to dream. The sound burbles and washes and ows and billows. If records were dedicated to the cardinal elements, this one would be water. There are shimmery hazes, spectral rumbles, a ash of backward masking. You are there. And even if your mind is not unclouded--shaken, misdirected, out of words and out of time--you can still float, ride the waves of an ocean deeper than your worries, above the sound and above the Sound.