We're not typically in the habit of reviewing 45-year-old albums here--especially not ones as well-known and widely heralded as The Zombies' Odessey & Oracle--but it really is the perfect record with which to wipe clean the slate and start the year anew. Amongst the densely-layered harmonies this is a record that runs the full gamut of human emotion from elated, to in-love, heart-broken, creeped out, etc. but with a uniquely hopeful slant throughout it all.
Despite the fact there's not a single rose left for Emily's grave she manages to keep her pride somehow. And of the myriad of prison songs out there "Care of Cell 44" is the only one we can think of that's written from such a joyous angle. No matter what the emotion the lyrics remain optimistic, for instance "Maybe After He's Gone" when hope is held out for a lover's return instead of mourning their departure.
Maybe it is unrealistic or naive to think that just because the page is flipped on one's yoga cats of the month calendar that it means everything will be better suddenly. After all, what makes the 1st so different from the 31st? What will change from Saturday to Sunday? If nothing else perhaps simply our own perspectives, one of the few things left we all do have control over. And just maybe this will be our year, lord knows it's taken a long time to come.