Music at Mars Hill is a weekly column by Luke Larsen that seeks to find God amidst the newest trends in both mainstream music and independent music.
The process of growing up is one we all experience in different ways at different times in our lives. I’ve observed in my own life, especially as I grow older and more mature, there often has been a conflict between who I was and what I believed as an adolescent and what I am to be and believe now. For me, this conflict has often shown up and made itself known in how I experience music that I am currently listening to.
When I first started listening to M83’s newest album, Hurry Up, We’re Dreaming, I could clearly sense that struggle within me in how I was reacting to the album. In many ways, I’ve come to see Hurry Up, Were Dreaming as being similar to a classic animated Disney or Pixar film. It never hides the fact that is trying its hardest to charm you and even uses its fair share of cliches along the way. There’s always that star-crossed love story; its no different in Hurry Up, We’re Dreaming. The moments of spoken word (like in the track “Raconte-Moi Histoire”), the huge length (its a double album), the unapologetic “epic”-ness of the arrangements: it all wreaks of overwrought ambition. However, somewhere between the Disney-like magic and childlike sincerity, the album totally pulls it off and makes it hard for me to discount.
Hurry Up, We’re Dreaming is a huge album sonically that allows for plenty of space to dive into its world. The music is inspired by the best of musicians and artists with similar intentions, whether it’s U2, New Order, or even Phil Collins. With its lyrics spanning broad themes like love, dreams, and childhood, the music can’t help but feel like an open invitation to let go a little . . . to dream and aspire . . . to engage with your inner child.
(Yeah, this video’s a little creepy.)