The musical evolution of Bomethius, the stage name/alter-ego of singer/songwriter Jonathan Hodges, has been a fascinating and delightfully thought-provoking one. But Hodges is just as much a talented wordsmith as he is a musician. His words, written eloquently and in fine, often vivid detail, highlights and unmasks hidden truths in the human experience. On the curiously titled Inadiquit, Bomethius aims his pen at the woes and flaws of a religion robed in toxicity.
The musical skeleton of Inadiquit is a familiar one to those who have followed his artistic trajectory to this point. His unique blend of baroque pop, jazz, and acoustic is here in abundance, arguably as beautiful as ever. However, the more attentive listener will find storytelling ques layered above these minimalistic compositions, such as “The Machine”‘s anxious tumble into dismay birthed all too regrettably from a devotion to a system lacking in empathy and love, accentuated brilliantly by a grimy saxophone solo. Moreover, “A Mazing Tonic” is one of the most intriguing songs in Bomethius’ catalogue. With a hint of Radiohead’s quivering uneasiness, the song probes about the depth of a subconscious awakened by the AMT psychedelic and finding nothing more than an endless string of eccentric visions and false dreams of peace and enlightenment. The album’s theme culminates in its ominous and heavy-hearted title-track. It takes a chilling glimpse into the tragic effects of religious child abuse. Sinners are never loved until they’re defined by another name. Sinners will never arrive until they’ve played the part of the saint.
“What did it do to your soul? / To wring out my spirit and stamp out my hope / All in the name of the Lord?”
Inadiquit can be a bleak listen but Hodges interjects a powerful and profoundly beautiful ray of hope in these harrowing tales, concluding in what may be one of my personal favourite verses in recent memory.
But there’s more to suffering than heartache and pain / In our journey to Jesus this ride’s not in vain. / What’s done is done there isn’t any change to meet / You did what you knew but you loved me incomplete. / Like you I’ll try to love my children, to lead them up that hill / But when I fail as all of us do I’ll remember to pick up my cross and follow you.”
I’m eternally grateful that I was bought up in a loving family. Growing up in a Christian home I was taught the basics of the religion, and yet, I had every chance to discover religion and its truthfulness for myself. But many are never given that chance and, in turn, may have never come to know how good and how wonderful our Heavenly Father truly is. If anything, Inadiquit helped to remind me of how important and priceless parental love is in a Christian home. It’s a relevant piece of art that emphatically deserves your time.
You can purchase his album on his Bandcamp page here.