It was all a dream.

Song: "Requiem"
Artist: M. Ward
Album: Post-War
From: Portland, Oregon
Year: 2006

"Sometimes when he got into talking, man he could rattle on and on."

Yep. That's right. I know that man. Hey man, shut up! M. Ward, also known as Matt Ward, is jiggling away on the guitar to his requiem. A requiem is often noted as prayers for the salvation of lost souls. Is little Matty's soul lost?

No, I think he found it in this song. Or at least he's trying to help that "man" find it. Or at least he's hiding it pretty well under the steady rhythm of his fingers. "Requiem's" intro sounds distorted, like it was recorded in some old factory next to Harrison Ford's cheating ass. The far away-distance on the track gives me the vibe that M. Ward is referring to someone far away. "He's gone", Ward sings, and for that I will echo the missing through muted noise.

"He suffered all of his joy when he cried." Clearly this man, whoever he was, (father, brother, bully, bro?) was emotional- as are other requiems. Obvs I can't help but think of my favorite movie, Requiem for a Dream when I hear M. Ward's little prayer rendezvousing to the holy land. Jared Leto and Ellen Burstyn are two of the creepiest characters I've ever seen portrayed in a film, and I fucking love them for it. Most people cringe at the sound of this movie title "just because it's so fucked up dude!" I grin like a cat at the pure genius of Mr. Aronofsky. If we take Aronofsky, (the once) Coney Island, and M. Ward, what would we end up with? I would guess some addict jumping off a pier with a stogie and harmonica- but it's all for the greater good. It has to be.



This song can't hold a finger to the Kronos Quartet's soundtrack in the film- but it's a nicer, upbeat, version of things fucked up...or at least a complicated cover for introverted men.

Take a listen.