Sam Beam's hushed, wistful nostalgia, riddled with half-scriptures and rich Southern romanticism, may be the prettiest folk music in decades. Tears can come easy after a few listens despite the lyrics' decidedly unsentimental approach to love and loss. "Naked As We Came" is representative of a stable filled with achingly beautiful hymns; the song is canonical in every sense of the word. Beam's music imagines backwaters, backwoods, poorhouses, and porches; the subtle, nuanced guitar-playing elevating his lyrics onto some strange spiritual plane. Indeed, Beam's allusions describe lovelorn relationships with Biblical heft. On "Naked As We Came," we get this stunning verse: One will spread our ashes round the yard.
August 23, 2009
24. "Naked As We Came" by Iron and Wine (2004)
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