The Undertow of Okkervil River
When I first heard of the Austin band Okkervil River, I foolishly assumed that they played bluegrass. Their name conjured up the image of a group of good ol boys picking banjos as they floated downstream in inner tubes, surrounded by moccasins and other freshwater creatures. It turned out the band is instead immersed in the nebulous waters of indie rock. As for their name, its pulled from the shelves of Russian literature: its the title of a story by Tatyana Tolstaya. Not only had I misjudged the book by its cover, it seems that Im also not very well read.
Will Sheff, on the other hand, appears to be quite well read. The singer of Okkervil River pens lyrics that can only come from the mind of a man who spends considerable time in the company of classic authors and dead poets. Weaving simple verse into complex stories with a bards sense of symbolism and imagery, he transforms daily tedium into grand dramas that touch on the universal. The bands latest effort, The Stage Names, is a glowing example. Although its theme is clichédits another year-in-the-life-of-a-band storySheff and his bandmates have polished the old and made it new again.
The album is lush and dense, both lyrically and musically. Waves of guitars and organs and drums and pianos build and crash with great drama, and at the end of its 42 minutes I feel worn out. Similarly, Sheffs emotive voice rises and falls from hushed whispers to aching screams. He often sounds like hes on the verge of tears in that angsty Bright Eyes way. While I dont doubt Sheffs sincerity, at times his overwrought delivery can seem a bit over the top. But this is no doubt one of Okkervils fans favorite traits.
Like Black Sheep Boy, their 2005 album that didnt sell especially well but received superlative reviews, The Stage Names has been called one of this years best by many critics. This month Okkervil is getting more press than ever, and Sheff, talking to me from the road somewhere between Seattle and Salt Lake Citysays he feels lucky that the band seems to be breaking through to the next level.
Not to jinx anything, but its our time when people are noticing that we are a band and that were out there. Weve been doing this for nine years, and with each record theres been a little more recognition. I think its a slow-burn kind of thing.
Although theyre playing a lot of the same venues on this tour, hes noticing more hardcore fans in the crowds. He isnt exactly seeing themI dont see anything, actually, because I take my glasses off, because it spooks me a little bit to see all those people out there looking at me and thinking things about me, and I dont know what theyre thinkingbut he hears more people singing along and yelling out more requests.
While most of Sheffs bandmates reside in Austin, hes spent most of the past two years in New York when hes not on the road. He wrote The Stage Names in Brooklyn, so this weeks show is a sort of homecoming. We worked our way up from a tiny little shitty Village Underground gig that nobody came to, to this Webster Hall show. This feels like a massive turning point, and for me, its a really great, very special thing.
Sept. 28,[ Webster Hall, 125 E. 11th St. (betw. 3rd & 4th Aves.), 212-353-1600;] 7, $20.