I will try to keep this as short as possible. Neutral Milk Hotel is very, very near and dear to my heart. I don’t generally pick favorites because it’s too difficult, and ultimately pointless, but I would be lying if I said In the Aeroplane Over the Sea doesn’t always immediately pop into my head the moment anyone asks me “what’s your favorite album”. There are many reasons for this. It was the soundtrack to my most formative years as a music lover and as a young adult navigating their first Serious Relationship.
It all began with a late night answering machine message from one very serious sounding Neil Fasen. “Czahr. Neutral Milk Hotel. They’re fucking amazing. I can’t explain. This is Neil.” It was brief, cryptic and I knew it was meaningful. I had just woken up in the morning for work and knew Neil would still be sleeping so I didn’t call him back for details. I looked online (this was 1998, there was very little) and saw they just had an album come out. I had time to stop by the Electric Fetus before work, so I rushed there, found the album and headed home to check out a little of it. I remember the clarity of those first chords and how they hit me. I was instantly transfixed and paralyzed by the music and had to struggle to turn it off so I could go to work. Holy shit. It was like weird aural voodoo, hitting my brain in a different way than anything else I had listened to.
This is already too long, but there’s more. When I got the message and the album, I was a couple days away from leaving for a trip to the Czech Republic to visit my girlfriend who was studying abroad. All I had for portable music was a cassette Walkman, and I wanted to travel light, so I put Aeroplane on one side of a cassette and On Avery Island (which I had rushed back to the store to buy after finishing Aeroplane) on the other side. For my ten days traveling around Europe, Neutral Milk Hotel was my only soundtrack – but I LOVED it. That trip was one of the high points and low points of my life. My girlfriend broke the news to me that she realized she was a lesbian and broke up with me on a train, with the unspeakable beauty of the Swiss Alps passing by through the train windows. That one moment is my favorite moment, believe it or not. And to top it off, the last day of my trip involved me losing my passport and plane tickets and spending an unplanned day in Amsterdam with a copy of The Diary of Anne Frank that I had purchased at the airport to pass the time until the US Embassy got me sorted out. And as we all know, that just happens to be the book that inspired In the Aeroplane Over the Sea. When I found that out later, it kinda blew my mind.
So, Bucket. Bucket was actually the first Neutral Milk Hotel song I ever heard. After listening to Aeroplane for the first time, I recognized the singer’s voice and realized they were the band that did my favorite song on the Periscope Records compilation that I had recently bought solely for the rare Beck song on it. Bucket is simple, fuzzy, low-fi and the same progression of four chords throughout the entire song. But I love it, and when Neil said we should cover anything we wanted, Bucket immediately popped into my head. I tried to keep it faithful to the original. Enjoy.