I've now properly listened to the whole thing from start to finish, without a pause. I'm definitely struck by how it really seems to be an exercise in dealing with and then, presumably, closing the door on so many aspects of her private and public life. Lots of exorcisms, it seems. And of course, an anthology is the collection of a writer's works, often published at the end of their career (or life!) With this in mind, and the Eras tour bringing all of her past albums together, I am even more convinced that she's signalling an 'end of an era', a long break and (hopefully!) a later re-emergence.
In terms of the album itself, I do love it. It's raw and yet beautifully crafted, funny and yet heartbreaking. The music does seem to take a backseat to the lyrics at times, more often in the Dessner-produced tracks, but I also love Jack's lush electro-pop especially on eg My Boy Only Breaks His Favourite Toys (so insanely catchy!) or I Can Do It With A Broken Heart, which comes off like a standard pop banger at first glance but is actually an incredibly clever 'insight' into what it must feel like to be Taylor performing live. The second half of the album is glorious for a Folkmore fan like me, and I love the little run of Mad Woman songs in the middle (I Look In People's Windows / The Prophecy / Cassandra) and the musical nods to the arrangements in the lockdown albums.
Lyrically, it's absolutely packed with pull-you-up-short moments, from the gotcha of 'I'm having his baby, no I'm not but you should see your faces' to 'You look like Taylor Swift in this light' or 'He said that if the sex was half as good as the conversation was, soon they'd be pushing strollers' (actua!ly most of The Manuscript is pretty good!).
No obvious skips at this point, although I think I'll need to play it in shuffle mode otherwise I probably won't ever hear the last quarter of the album again. Robin might end up being a skip but more because I found it incredibly moving and I can't always deal with that!
It's her most mature piece of work. Yes, there's some glorious snark and pettiness in it (The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived / Thank You Aimee) but the idea that this is music for kids is just ridiculous. Even the tongue-in-cheek 1989-style bop of So High School is very clearly about an adult relationship, and the rest is a forensic, often-painful dissection of love and fame.
Could it have done with some editing? Maybe, but I feel as if it's an album that was made with modern listening habits at the forefront - 'here's everything I've been thinking about in the last few years, the fans can take what they want from it, build their own playlists and leave the rest' I feel like she just wanted to leave no stone unturned.
I loved her music before TTPD, now I've got even more respect for her. It's a masterpiece, imo.