Ezra Furman - Transangelic Exodus (2018) [16.44 FLAC]

  Genre: Rock
  Style: Alternative, Indie, Lo-Fi
  Source: WEB
  Codec: FLAC
  Bit rate: ~ 900 kbps
  Bit depth: 16
  Sample rate: 44.1 kHz

  01 Suck the Blood From My Wound
  02 Driving Down to L.A
  03 God Lifts Up the Lowly 
  04 No Place 
  05 The Great Unknown 
  06 Compulsive Liar 
  07 Maraschino-Red Dress $8.99 at Goodwill
  08 From a Beach House 
  09 Love You So Bad
  10 Come Here Get Away From Me
  11 Peel My Orange Every Morning
  12 Psalm 151
  13 I Lost My Innocence

  Transangelic Exodus, Ezra Furman's fourth solo album, is the most varied, dreamy, restless, sparse, and cinematic outing of his career. He describes it as "a combination of fiction and half-true memoir...a paranoid road trip...a queer outlaw saga." His protagonist is in love with an angel; the government is after them. Angels are illegal - as is harboring them. "Transangelic" refers to the notion here that humans can grow wings and become angels after a surgical procedure. Some believe this is contagious, while others are offended and want it outlawed.  Opener "Suck the Blood from My Wound" recalls Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run" in its need for flight, even if it's into oblivion. The protagonist is escaping from a hospital to break out his transangel and get somewhere safe. He's driving 90 in a red Camaro. Amid driving acoustic and electric guitars, doo wop choruses, and wonky synths: "...Even the deepest wounds will heal over time/I'll run my fingers over your scars, and yours over mine...We're off the grid, we're off our meds, we're finally out on our own...." The tango intro to "Driving Down to L.A." gives way to crunchy industrial sounds as the pair runs from Satan himself -- personified as a physical manifestation of hate and fear. Once more, early doo wop choruses float into the sonic maelstrom as the provocative confessional inspiration of Lou Reed's Street Hassle and Growing Up in Public winds its way into Furman lyrics: "There's one law and I know no other/It's the law of love I'm bound to/Drive me faster...." Wonderfully ramshackle ballads are cannily added as interludes: in the lilting "God Lifts Up the Lowly," we get direct affirmation of Furman's Jewish faith as he expresses hope