"Looking for a ride to your secret location, where the kids are settin' up a free-speed nation, for you..."
"Daydream Nation" is a masterpiece. Without a doubt. Released in 1988, it represents the definitive maturation of Sonic Youth, a further refinement of their style after beautiful records like "EVOL" and "Sister," a progressive adaptation of no-wave experimentalism to song form, without renouncing the sonic revolution of which Sonic Youth have always been proponents. 12 magnificent tracks, seamlessly following one another, among art punk, noise, garage, psychedelia, a perfect mosaic that Sonic Youth would never replicate in their discography: the alchemy present here, in fact, has something extra, that inexplicable element typical of masterpieces, and even though great albums would follow "Daydream Nation" ("Dirty," "Washing Machine," "A Thousand Leaves," the modern New York trilogy that opened the new millennium), this will remain the milestone of their vast musical output.
How can one not fully embrace the anti-Reagan rebellion of "Teenage Riot," the supersonic speed of "Silver Rocket," generational anthems like "Eric's Trip" and "Hey Joni" sung by the immense Lee Ranaldo, before reaching the total annihilation of "Trilogy," the true masterpiece of the album, structured in three parts ("The Wonder," "Hyperstation," "Eliminator Jr."), where guitars and vocals gradually become more anguished, until the desperate hardcore conclusion shouted by Kim Gordon (I saw her dance live to "Drunken Butterfly" and I was mesmerized...). A stunning album, then, "Daydream Nation," to own and cherish jealously, a watershed in the history of rock and music equal to the great albums of the '60s and '70s, a timeless jewel that everyone should own or at least know, given that, if noise and indie rock can be discussed today, it is undoubtedly thanks to these gentlemen from New York.
And tell me if that's not saying a lot...
Sonic Youth are an unusual exception. They give rise to the flames.
That candle indeed sets the listener’s mind aflame. And it never disappoints, not even for a moment.
Sometimes noise is the best music a man can listen to.
Daydream Nation is a crazy and terrifying scream, something that makes you uneasy but at the same time is wonderful, it’s like a drug.
Every word spoken about "Daydream Nation" is certainly not wasted, as this album will never cease to amaze the audience, not even after a billion listens.
The historical significance of "Daydream Nation" is immeasurable: just considering the substantial number of bands that have drawn inspiration from it for their own sound.
"'Teenage Riot' for me was a way of being, a warning, I wasn’t and wouldn’t accept staying quiet or having a normal relationship."
"'Trilogy' which for me was honey, ambrosia that someone poured directly into my ears because then the next morning someone would come to talk to me about the storm."
Thurston Moore shouting: 'I don’t wanna die, guys.'
Their noise, especially live, could also be pure abstractionism.