At the heart of every album, either good or bad, is a thesis. As I listen to "Sukierae," I hear a father on guitar/vocals and a son on drums. More than that, I hear family in the lyrics. I am reminded of the importance of quality time and being there for each other. Memories of getting to create, build, explore and be my most true self around my dad, are brought to the forefront of my mind. I have no way of knowing if this was the intention of the Tweedy men, but I guess that is the joy and agony of art. We write, record, paint, etc. with our own interpretations, but once it is in the hands of the public they are free to make it their own. This album will sit with me for some time to come. Each time through, a vision of my father will be waiting on the other side.
Thanks for entering my world,
-Nathan