It seems that I must continue to belabor the point that there are many, many, many blind spots in my musical perspective. I am constantly in a state of confessing my ignorance of well revered artists, drawing reactions of “what do you mean you’ve never listened to…” Usually, I remind them that I like, just got into the Cure.
The Mountain Goats is one of these bands. Despite however much I’ve heard their name thrown around by tastemakers I respect or listed alongside bands I love, I have looked at their substantial discography and passed on the massive excavation project ahead of me.
But, I’m also a massive wrestling fan. And so when my friend Josh brought the oft-heard refrain that I neeeed to listen to the Mountain Goats, he tied an extra juicy carrot to the end of that string: Beat the Champ, a folk rock album about pro wrestling. And while this sort of project could be played for humor—and there’s plenty of humor to be found—John Darnielle handles the subject with a reverence that only a true wrestling fan can muster.