The Worse Things Get is a no-brainer Album of the Year.
On The Worse Things Get, there’s not a weak song.
It's some of her most instantly gratifying work as well, perfectly encapsulating all of her personas, from the erudite, whiskey-shooting provocateur to the sweet and soulful, small town crooner who sounds like she was plucked from the pages of a novel set in the antebellum north.
On this, her latest and most emotionally charged album, she's managed to create a painful outpouring of honesty, one that strikes that coveted balance of both melodic and lyrical expression; her message is equally powerful from each direction.
On The Worse Things Get…, Case asserts herself less in a literal sense, but paints the most emboldening and endearing portrait of herself yet
The Worse Things Get may not be a definitive album for Case like the country noir of Blacklisted or an artistic breakthrough like Fox Confessor Brings the Flood. It’s not even a comeback album, as Middle Cyclone was a success in any reasonable sense of the term. But it’s Case at her tightest as a songwriter and a singer, without any weaknesses or leaden tracks on the whole album.
Somehow, The Worse Things Get is Case’s tightest record and also her strangest. With its off-kilter arrangements and eccentric turns of phrase, it’s a world unto itself.
The Worse Things Get is a listen that tears and breaks, an album defiant and loud as often as it is anxious and sad.
A new depth to her prickly but previously sometimes brattish lyrics, a grown up album by a real grown up who knows how to sugar-coat a pill for mass consumption.
For Case, this is likely a cathartic effort; it’s improbable this path will be revisited, unless more tragedy befalls her, but it’s a tremendous listen and a wonderful demonstration of her talents nonetheless.
While Harder doesn't suggest giving up this fight to be heard, it encourages the listener to think about the fight in a different way—by accepting shortcomings, recognizing the narrowness of socially-constructed paths, and starting to rise above it all.
It’s a record that often elevates the listener through its integrity and intensity, and sometimes grates through its failure to find the right music to express its complex lyrical sentiments.
Her voice is a bear hug in the literal sense; succumbing to it is like being carjacked by Patsy Cline.
Proving herself to still be one of the most authoritative voices in the alt.country firmament, Neko Case’s sixth album is typically sumptuous and lusciously heart-rending.
One advantage of Case being “peaceful and strange” and generally unique is that she can release an album like this and most listeners won’t bat an eye. Only about half of The Worse Things Get really sounds like anything she’s done before under her own name.
Wwhile the subsequent inconsistency may hold The Worse Things Get back from greatness, it does make it honest, and when it comes to art I’ll take honesty over consistency any day.
It’s wholly solipsistic. By nature, the listener is alienated, as we tend to care most about the songs we can relate to. But The Worse Things Get isn’t about us or even for us. These 40 minutes belong to Neko Case. It’s her cleansing.
She’s settled into the safety of contemporary indie-folk, giving The Worse Things Get… the same kind of innocuous sound as radio-friendly groups like The Civil Wars and Of Monsters And Men.
10 years ago, when I seriously entered in the world of deeper music, I listened plenty of artists and one of them is Neko Case. I may be a little biased by my musical roots but the worse thing is more than just a biasis.
Neko Case has a pretty long longevity since she debuted more than 20 years ago. With each of releases, she pushes more and more her songwriting and her sound. But it's with this album that I think she fully opens herself up with her songwriting and her sonority.
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This was my personal AOTY for 2013, which may have been partly influenced by it being my first true exposure to Neko Case, and THAT voice. There's this timbre to Case's singing that's so commanding but sweet. The way she attacks the notes is striking, and some songs here wouldn't have left much of an impression in the hands of a less-capable singer.
But holy hell this thing is hook-y, even as many songs forego traditional verse-chorus structures. "I'm From Nowhere" cycles through ... read more
this album feels a bit punchier than her previous work with more edge to it, while managing to preserve the kind of profundity and beauty neko so often captures. some of my favourite lines of hers are on this album
this album feels a bit punchier than her previous work with more edge to it, while managing to preserve the kind of profundity and beauty neko so often captures. some of my favourite lines of hers are on this album
Anyone who has listened to Neko Case knows that she can belt and wail as powerfully as any other singer — but she’s never full-on rocked as hard as on her excellent 2013 comeback album “The Worse Things Get …”. Here, Case’s twangy past is essentially a different memory; while her songs are still bolstered by lush alt-country instrumental flourishes, “The Worse Things Get …” feels like Case’s indie rock album, and she goes as hard as ... read more
1 | Wild Creatures 2:39 | 85 |
2 | Night Still Comes 3:47 | 87 |
3 | Man 3:28 | 90 |
4 | I'm from Nowhere 3:01 | 70 |
5 | Bracing for Sunday 2:17 | 72 |
6 | Nearly Midnight, Honolulu 2:34 | 70 |
7 | Calling Cards 2:36 | 87 |
8 | City Swans 4:04 | 87 |
9 | Afraid 2:20 | 80 |
10 | Local Girl 2:34 | 83 |
11 | Where Did I Leave That Fire 3:27 | 62 |
12 | Ragtime 5:14 | 92 |
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