Yes, Jim Adkins, I “still feel part of something loud”. In October I flew out to Phoenix to see Jimmy Eat World play to a hometown crowd, and I felt like the nostalgic man that serves as the protagonist of this song. The chorus makes you punch a hand in the air and sing at the top of your lungs. You just can’t help it. And in Jimmy Eat World’s hometown cathedral, the it felt like a hymn in a revival tent. This is a song that speaks to the two halves of me- the wistful pseudo-adult that’s still savoring flashes of rock ‘n roll indulgence whenever he can, and the man who’s looking steadfastly at the future… aware that there’s still so much story left to write. The energy of the music, however, is fully in the present… almost inviting you to joyfully scream “I EXIST!” The band are razor sharp in this recording; every single movement and breath of the collective is intentional. Jim Adkins’ voice is somehow more vital thirty years on, flying in the face of conventional biology and the passage of time. It thunders, it soars, it stutters and starts. It’s the song every stadium rock anthem should aspire to be. It’s the best song I heard in 2022.
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