Song: "Two-Headed Boy"
Artist: Neutral Milk Hotel
Album: In the Aeroplane over the Sea
Year: 1998
Length: 4:26
Label: Merge
Rating: 10 out of 10 (for the album on Pitchfork)
The last three songs on my top 40 songs of all-time list have been part of albums that have received 10 out of 10 ratings (Sonic Youth's Daydream Nation, Pavement's Slanted and Enchanted, and The Smiths' The Queen is Dead) and this song continues that trend. (I haven't looked it up yet, but I'm pretty sure my #1 song falls short of such universal acclaim). So the question is, are my picks being influenced by such critical praise? It's possible, although I'm fairly confident 95% of the mouth-breathing public has never heard of this song or band before, so I can continue to be proud of my "alternative" and "indie" cred. I hope. Mostly, I just love these fucking records. I've probably told the story of the meaning of Neutral Milk Hotel to my life several times before, but please indulge me one last time.
I first heard this song several years after its release, in the spring of 2001. That year was a transitional one for me musically, and was the beginning of the spark of the advent of my embrace of indie rock as a genre and the Internet as a forum for delivering great, new, undiscovered musical masterpieces. Eatontown's FM106.3, the only local alternative station in the NYC area, got sold about a year earlier, and my radio use dropped precipitously as a result. My time spent listening to music dropped as well, and I truly feared whether my time might have passed and I'd spend my latter years reliving the glories of The Smiths or Pavement or Sonic Youth, for there were no "new" bands coming out with good alternative rock music anymore. What passed for alternative those days was the crap-rock of a Limp Bizkit and what passed for pop music was the fucking Backstreet Boys. I had basically given up hope. The only new music I ever heard was when I received the CD that came every month in the CMJ New Music Monthly magazine, but increasingly many of the 20 tracks included were hip-hop or dance tracks that I didn't like, or a bunch of bands I never heard of before (mostly because I wasn't paying attention). I actually bought Grandaddy's The Sophtware Slump as a result of the recommendation of that magazine, but I never actually got around to listening to it despite the dearth of new music selections in my catalog at that time. I don't know why. But anything that was too original or too different and too unknown still kind of scared me off. Until I bought In the Aeroplane over the Sea.
Merge Records is the home label of Superchunk, founded by Mac and Laura of the band, and since the Chunk were just about my favorite band at the time, I was often getting mailings from Merge urging me to buy more records from their artists. The one that kept sticking out was this weird band with the weird name that Merge was pumping for its glowing reviews equating its album with all-time musical greatness. I finally, reluctantly, after a couple years of resisting, gave in and purchased an album from a band I'd never heard a single note from, despite its weird name and weird album cover. And almost exclusively out of complete desperation to find something - anything - new, that I might like. And the rest, as they say, is history.












