Johnny Cash - American IV - The Man Comes Around - 2002 Country Rock 180 Grm 2LP

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Johnny Cash - American IV: The Man Comes Around

Label: American Recordings
Cat#: 0600753463673
Series: Back To Black
Format: 2 × Vinyl, LP, Album, Reissue, 180 gram
- 180 Gram Heavyweight Vinyl
- Includes A Voucher To Download MP3 Version Of The Album
Country: Europe
Released: 20 Mar 2014
Genre: Rock
Style: Country Rock


A1 The Man Comes Around
A2 Hurt
A3 Give My Love To Rose

B1 Bridge Over Troubled Water
B2 I Hung My Head
B3 First Time I Ever Saw Your Face
B4 Personal Jesus

C1 In My Life
C2 Sam Hall
C3 Danny Boy
C4 Desperado

D1 I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry
D2 Tear Stained Letter
D3 Streets Of Laredo
D4 We'll Meet Again

Companies etc

Recorded At – Cash Cabin Studio
Recorded At – Akademie Mathematique of Philosophical Sound Research
Mixed At – Akademie Mathematique of Philosophical Sound Research
Mastered At – Sony Mastering
Lacquer Cut At – Bernie Grundman Mastering
Pressed By –


Art Direction – Christine Cano
Co-producer – John Carter Cash
Lacquer Cut By – CB
Mastered By – Vlado Meller
Mixed By – David Ferguson
Photography – Martyn Atkins
Producer – Rick Rubin
Recorded By – David Ferguson

On first thought, the idea of the Man in Black recording such covers as "Bridge over Troubled Water," "Danny Boy," and "The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face" might seem odd, even for an artist who's been able to put his personal stamp on just about everything. But American IV: The Man Comes Around, which also draws on Cash's original songs as well as those by Nine Inch Nails ("Hurt"), Sting ("I Hung My Head"), and Depeche Mode ("Personal Jesus"), may be one of the most autobiographical albums of the 70-year-old singer-songwriter's career.

Nearly every tune seems chosen to afford the ailing giant of popular music a chance to reflect on his life, and look ahead to what's around the corner. From the opening track--Cash's own "The Man Comes Around," filled with frightening images of Armageddon--the album, produced by Rick Rubin, advances a quiet power and pathos, built around spare arrangements and unflinching honesty in performance and subject. In 15 songs, Cash moves through dark, haunted meditations on death and destruction, poignant farewells, testaments to everlasting love, and hopeful salutes to redemption.

He sounds as if he means every word, his baritone-bass, frequently frayed and ravaged, taking on a weary beauty. By the time he gets to the Beatles' "In My Life," you'll very nearly cry. Go ahead. He sounds as if he's about to, too. Unforgettable.

This man had been writing and singing songs for forty years and all I'd heard of him was "Ring Of Fire". I knew the song. I did not know who sang it. It was all but another one of these inevitable songs on every compilation, and one of these songs every channel my parents loved so much would play. I never noticed.

Today, I still know hardly more.
One late-summer evening as I was zapping through the music channels here in The Netherlands, my thumb froze over the remote. On the screen singing was, not the usual parade of lewd, crafted, playbacking little mouths seemingly right of production lines, not good capable singers only better than the rest because of management and advertisement skills; it was a man dressed in black, looking old as death, with a voice raw as a crow's. I did not know it was he, if it had mattered. It was Cash, singing "Hurt". I looked, listened but then more. It was so unspeakably sad, so unfathomably melancholic. How can I describe the emotions hearing that song? Haunted and moved don't seem adequate.

Enchantment. I was a youth with a passion for music: metal, symphonic, classic, techno. Give it to me, give it to me every day, all day long. I'll be satisfied. I was a youth, looking at an old man, singing for me, singing of his life and emotions. Music moves me always, but it was this music, barely more than a voice and an acoustic guitar, that drew a tear, dropped into my heart - then another and another. Silent, invisible tears filling hollows, and all that showed on the outside, were a sniff of the nose and a blink of the eyes. I was a youth.

Many of the songs on this final album, including "Hurt", are covers, even though some are his own. Cash here also covers Paul Simon, Hank Williams and John Lennon. Not all of his arrangements are better than the originals. Technically. But Cash performs with such feeling, such sway, such voice, that this is the most cherished music I've bought in a lifetime.

Then, as I sat there oblivious, and wishing I had seen the whole thing, the clip ended and I saw Cash's name. I turned off the set, stood, and hoped I would hear it again. Weeks later, Cash was dead. Today, I still know hardly more.

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Condition New
Format 2LP, 180 Gram
Label American Recordings
Color Black