The Stand Ins

Its always dangerous when rock starts write music about how hard it is to be a rock star, but in last year’s seminal release The Stage Names, Okkervil River frontman Will Sheff managed to capture how unglamorous the daily grind of being a musician really is. A little over a year after releasing that album, Okkervil River has returned with The Stand Ins. Recorded at the same time as The Stage Names and originally intended to be released with it as a double album, The Stand Ins is less of a direct sequel and more of a continued rumination on the same themes of the struggles and failures of near success.

The major difference between the albums is the amount of space that Sheff has included in this one. Whereas The Stage Names had Sheff declaring that life “is just a bad movie where there’s no crying,” within seconds of the album starting, The Stand Ins begins with a brief instrumental. While The Stage Names benefited from being packed full of Sheff’s witty wordplay and angry observations, its nice to have a little more breathing room this time. Once “Lost Coastlines” kicks in, the album really gets going. The catchy first single, “Lost Coastlines” is a twangy song that builds slowly from a great bassline. It also features vocals from Jonathan Meiburg, the band’s guitarist who has left to focus on Shearwater. However, Lost Coastlines isn’t the only song that cribs off of the sound of 1970s AM radio. From the Dylanesque insult song “Singer Songwriter” to the jangly “Calling and Not Calling My Ex” the album has a warmer, slower sound than previous Okkervil albums.

Which is not to say that the songs lack the emotional punch of those earlier albums. Starry Stairs, which finds Sheff crooning the sad story of a porn star over Stax Records-style horns, has an especially potent moment where the horns swell as Sheff sings “I am alive/but a different kind of alive/than the way I used to be.” “Calling and Not Calling My Ex” is about having an ex who gets famous and hits its heartbreaking climax when Sheff sings “you look the same on TV as when you were mine.” Most surprising is the new wavey “Pop Lie,” which has Sheff railing against “the liar who lied in his pop song.”

Watching Sheff turn his poison pen against the shallowness and falsity of the music industry and the touring life has been a pleasure. The Stand Ins is not as life-changingly epic as its predecessor, but it ups the subtlety without toning down the darkness. The cycle of songs ends with a song about a fictional interview with middling pop star Bruce Wayne Campbell, who perfectly sums up the album when he confesses that he’s “sick with singing the same songs in the bars they’ll soon be drinking, let me cash my check and sing along.”