R.E.M. officially broke up five years ago, but in my book the band’s real end came 15 years before that. New Adventures in Hi-Fi, released in September of 1996, was the last R.E.M. album to feature drummer Bill Berry and the last to sound completely like the band I loved.
Subsequent releases had their moments. 1998’s Up, the first post-Berry record, was the high water mark for that era, fueled by the band’s uncertainty about their identity as a trio. Reveal, Accelerate and Collapse Into Now had some high spots but weren’t memorable overall.
Only 2004’s Around the Sun was a complete disaster, one guitarist Peter Buck dismissed as unlistenable, “because it sounds like what it is, a bunch of people that are so bored with the material that they can’t stand it anymore.”
But New Adventures in Hi-Fi, which turns 20 this year, was a fitting swan song. Just hearing the brash confidence of today’s random iTunes selection, ‘The Wake-Up Bomb,’ brings me right back to that fall, when I was thrilled to devour a brand-new R.E.M. album and blissfully unaware that it would essentially be their last.
I look good and mean
I look good in metallic sick wraparound blackout tease
I scud along the horizon, I drink some sweet tree tea
I get high in my low-ass boot-cut jean
I like being seen
I look good with my drink-eat-no-sleep, take-a-leap longevity
I get high on my attitude, latitude, 1973
I’m in deep
My head’s on fire and high esteem
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything
Oh, the wake-up bomb
Oh, the wake-up bomb
Oh, the wake-up bomb
Oh, the wake-up bomb
My head’s on fire and high esteem
Get drunk and sing along to Queen
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything
I had to knock a few buildings over
I make an ugly mess
I had to blow a gasket
Drop transmission
I had to decompress
I had to write the great American novel
I had a neutron bomb
I had to teach the world to sing by the age of 21
I wake up (I wake up)
I wake up (I wake up)
I threw up when I saw what I’d done
Oh, the wake-up bomb
Oh, the wake-up bomb
My head’s on fire and high esteem
Get drunk and sing along to Queen
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene
Yeah, I’d rather be anywhere doing anything
I’ve had enough, I’ve seen enough, I’ve had it all, I’m giving up
I won the race, I broke the cup, I drank it all, I spit it up
I’ve had enough, I’ve seen enough, I’ve had it all, I’m giving up
I won the race, I broke the cup, I drank it all, I spit it up
Yeah, atomic, Supersonic
What a joke, I’m dumb
See ya, don’t wanna be you
Lunch meat, Pond scum
My head’s on fire in high esteem
Get drunk and sing along to Queen
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene
Yeah, I’d rather be anywhere doing anything
Yeah, I’d rather be anywhere doing anything
Yeah, I’d rather be anywhere doing anything
I never really warmed up to this album. For me, the high water mark came years earlier with Automatic for the People.
Now this is a song I can dance to 🙂