More than anything, I wanted to make an album that was generous, that was useful, says Ben Folds. "I want you to have something at the end of this album that you didn't have at the beginning."
Indeed, Folds' masterful new opus, What Matters Most, is less a statement than an offer, an open hand extended to those wounded and confused by a world that seems to make less sense every day.
Recorded in East Nashville with co-producer Joe Pisapia, the album is Folds' first new studio release in eight years, and it's a bold, timely, cinematic work that explores tragedy and the absurd in equal measure while reckoning with hope and despair, gratitude and loss, identity and perspective.
The songs are bittersweet, sometimes hilarious, but often infused with a quiet sense of longing and dread: a text message goes unanswered, an old classmate descends into the dark depths of internet conspiracies, a relationship falls apart in the middle of the lake. And yet the overall result is an undeniably joyous record that refuses to succumb to the weight of the world around it, an ecstatic reminder of all the beauty and promise hiding in plain sight for anyone willing (and present enough) to recognize their moments when they come.