I Can Hear The Heart Beating As One - Composition

Composition

The album's sound is a blend of various genres, such as folk ("One PM Again"), rock ("Moby Octopad"), shoegazing ("Deeper Into Movies"), noise pop ("Sugarcube"), long noise jams ("Spec Bebop"), ambient ("Green Arrow"), and bossa nova ("Center of Gravity"), with a few songs showing electronic music influences ("Autumn Sweater"), which would be more deeply explored on the band's following album, And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out.

The album, like many others by Yo La Tengo, contains two cover songs: "Little Honda," a Beach Boys tune by Brian Wilson and Mike Love, and "My Little Corner of the World," written by Bob Hilliard and Lee Pockriss and made famous by musician and anti-gay activist Anita Bryant. The latter song lent its name to the soundtrack of the television show Gilmore Girls, entitled Our Little Corner of the World: Music from Gilmore Girls, where it was featured alongside music by John Lennon, Black Box Recorder, PJ Harvey, and others.

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