Artists from Elton John to Blue Oyster Cult have gladly handed lyric-writing duties over to an outside party. Yet even with their deep knowledge of that tradition, psych-pop quintet Eyelids approached the prospect of recording an album using the words of Larry Beckett with some trepidation. Some of that was to do with the poet/lyricistâs legacy as a collaborator of Tim Buckley, the late folk legend. But there were also worries of not being able to connect with words that werenât their own.
None of that apprehension is present in Eyelidsâ fourth full-length The Accidental Falls. The group still finds fresh possibilities in the seemingly exhausted supply of guitar-based music, assisted through every step of the journey by producers Peter Buck (R.E.M.) and Tucker Martine. They apply the perfect amounts of shimmer and aching melody to âMermaid Bluesâ and the slow-building âCeremony,â and dogged rock on the title track and â1, 2, 3.â The latter may be one of their finest moments as a band, starting with a sinuous groove and closing with an acid-drenched guitar battle.
The addition of Beckettâs lyrics only draws the bandâs psychedelic influences further into focus. As with his poetry, Beckett delights in wordplay (âKiss me I slap/ Slap me I kiss/ Iâve had enough of âLove Me Tenderâ,â Slusarenko sings on âRiverâ), and slightly starry-eyed visions (see: the lovelorn âMermaid Bluesâ) reminiscent of his best-known work like âSong to the Sirenâ or âMorning Glory.â Combined with vocal turns from Slusarenko and Moen that evoke Left Banke singer Steve Martin Caro or Colin Blunstone of the Zombies, The Accidental Falls feels like a successful version of those re-recordings that bands from the â60s and â70s make as a way to update their hits for a modern audience.