You're reading this because of Damien Jurado's new album, ”Brothers and Sisters of the Eternal Son” (produced by Richard Swift). You are a progressive minded, left-leaning person who in parlor-style conversation regarding the globo-political ramifications of Sky Person relationships laughs knowingly so as not to be judgmental and very reasonably concedes "Well, I don't believe He's some old man with a beard sitting up in the clouds" at which point everyone agrees on [insert benign middle-ground] and moves on.
Consider this: What if the only way to understand a religion is to create your own? Who is this Silver community? Where the hell are they in the Bible? Is this heresy? Agnostic reference? Isn't this sun business a little, I don't know, animistic? Pagan? Go ahead and answer that question for yourself. I'll give you a second.
Do you understand the music any better?
Does it have to be the old-timey one all the time? American folk Jesus, ugh. The one who's always winning Best Soundtrack Oscars for people. Rarely do stories of faith make us identify with Jesus. It's Abraham, Satan, Silver Timothy, Salome, Dr. J, Saul of Tarsus; divinely imperfect brothers and sisters who give Gawd something to do. Damien Jurado made up his own Jesus because a Damien Jurado album needs a beautiful Jesus. Some freaky space Jesus that I don't recognize. The name is the same, a lot of the imagery is the same, but he's reborn. Born again, I mean. Yeah, as if Jesus got born again. That's what this album sounds like. Jesus is out of his goddamn mind and I want to live in Damien's America. Sign me up.

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