Why it's taking me forever to finish consuming "Boys for Pele" — 24 weeks ago
Boys for Pele is an album to remember. A major change from her first two albums – Little Earthquake and its follow up, Under the Pink – Boys is a massive emotional undertaking. To bring you up to speed, Tori Amos had a messy break-up and she decided to write songs about it – the best thing, in my opinion.
There are two parts in Boys for Pele: the really-pissed-off part and the moving-on-but-still-really-pissed-off half. The album starts off with the really-pissed-off part and eventually works itself into acceptance – though not without pangs of heartbreak. An amazing emotional epic, Boys will be understood and appreciated by all, from Pele’s – a Hawaiian volcano goddess’ – eruption, its casualties, its cooling, and finally its containment as a twinkle.
Tori Amos used the rawness of heartache to her advantage, and boy does it hurt. It’s like an open wound that itches; two stubborn things: your wound and you. Your wound won’t close. You keep scratching.
Like many, I feel that the first half of Boys for Pele is more accessible than the second half. It makes sense though – heartbreak is universal, emotional healing is more abstract and difficult to achieve. The question is, do you want to listen to emotional torment or attempts at emotional healing? Either way, I beg you – and I beg you kneeling with clasped hands – to listen to this. It will take a few spins but by god! this album is the best. It’s a perfect storm, an idealized emotional epic that always inches me into its depths, making me yearn to experience it myself. Contented or depressed, I always find reasons to reach for this album. I will never stop consuming this album. Moving on has never been so difficult.
Listen to (if I really had to choose) : Blood Roses, Professional Widow, Mr. Zebra, Hey Jupiter, Way Down, In the Springtime of His Voodoo, Putting the Damage On, Twinkle



