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Melissa
Etheridge - Skin
ISLAND 548 661-2 Reviewed
by RP
Melissa's well-publicised gender preference naturally makes for an interesting
twist to any of those "love crazy" songs that have been the mainstay of
her albums throughout the Nineties. Ten new loves, founded here on old-fashioned
virtues, again reveal the strength she possesses both as a writer and
interpreter of up-tempo alternative rock. A husky, deprecating voice and
brooding personality, which suffers fools not at all, is a volatile and
hard-hitting combination. Quality lyrics pluck prickly insights from out
of those everyday mundane experiences: "I washed the dishes poured out
the old wine / Called a new friend for the second time / It's not bad
this brand new life / It's clean and it's sharp like a brand new knife"
('Goodnight') proves she is an articulate wordsmith who scrubs away at
a commonplace image to show that sexuality is merely Skin deep. Peel away
at any relationship and it's obvious that all of us happen to be identical
underneath. Indifference and neglect are shared slights. Saying that "My
heart is a traitor / It led me down this road" ('Down To One') speaks
for everyone at some time or another. Of course it's easier to dwell upon
the pain, so on balance, Etheridge's perspective is a pessimistic and
vulnerable one.
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Nils
Petter Molvaer - Khmer
ECM 1506 Reviewed
by RG
ECM have an enviable reputation for producing exemplary recordings. Unfortunately
the music tends to spread from the obscure to the impenetrable via the
obtusely eclectic. Recognise a single name on the cover of an ECM LP and
you'll a) be doing well, and b) be unlikely to recognise any of the other
contributors, which can make buying them something of a lottery. Khmer
offers the familiar mix of western Jazz influence mixed with complex,
oriental tinged percussion, but this time creatively married to multiple
guitar sounds and samples. The result is a heady brew with Molvaers trumpet
sounding uncannily like the ghost of Miles as he makes a far better fist
of this kind of collaborative sprawl than his most obvious influence ever
did. Music of pattern and texture, this is a dense, intense and occasionally
disturbing concoction which will give you and your system a serious emotional
workout. Slabs of bass, wailing guitars and a haunting, tortured trumpet
- and that's just the first couple of tracks. This is at least one new
direction for Jazz, and whilst it will probably offend the traditionalists,
or even frighten them, it's the most exciting new Jazz I've heard for
a long time. Buy with confidence: Approach with caution!
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Fiona
Apple - When The Pawn
CLEAN SLATE/EPIC 496 428-2 Reviewed
by RP
Fiona's impressive 1996 debut disc, Tidal, confirmed her position as the
young queen of melancholia. A precocious talent who evoked disquieting
tableaux through the dark, shifting emotional undercurrents of her lyrics
and laments, was for me far more crab-apple than golden delicious. Perhaps
it is the hard edge in such a youthful voice, or the dirge-like speeds
of songs which seemed to suggest life experiences of someone much older
that made Tidal bitter to the taste. Certainly, the gothic black and white
images of a gaunt, undernourished and haunted-looking Fiona Apple did
little to dispel feelings that she had aged before her time, and that
saddened me. When The Pawn, is a considerably happier affair. Ten introspective
songs including, 'Get Gone', 'Love Ridden' and 'Paper Bag', focus upon
love and heartbreak, optimism and despair, vulnerability and determination.
Mature, perceptive and robust lyrics dissect her dilemmas. For every piercing,
bitter line like, "So call me crazy, hold me down/Make me cry; get off
now baby - /It won't be long till you'll bellying limp in your own hand"
('Limp') there's another of the quality of "I'm gonna make a mistake -
/I'm gonna do it on purpose/... Cuz fm full as a tick/And fm scratching
at the surface/... I've acquired quite a taste/For a well made mistake"
('Mistake') which exudes self-confidence. Apple's spirit can be bent but
it will not be broken.
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Yo-Yo
Ma / Edgar Meyer/Mark O'Connor - Appalachia Waltz
Sony SK 68460 Reviewed
by SG
The collaboration of these three accomplished performers produces music
of imaginative interaction that bridges the gaps of a number of musical
styles, from bluegrass and country to Celtic and classical chamber. As
well as these recognised genres, the music here contains certain contrasting
harmonies and rhythms, and expressive improvisations found in jazz. Each
performer supplies their own style and technique, but at the same time
each learns and modifies from the other two, giving a certain integration
to the group. Each is allowed an individual expression, but none overwhelms
the others. The performance is full of contrasting melodies and provocative
counterpoint that lay at the musical heart of the album, but there is
also a tremendous sense of enjoyment and fun. These players certainly
have a sense of humour. The sound is good, with a palpable presence to
each player within the soundstage, and a certain amount of bite from their
instruments, but it just lacks the ultimate in transient response found
on the best recordings. This is a thought-provoking disc that also entertains.
For a sample of this and Sony's other releases of Appalachian music there
is now an excellent anthology - Heartland (Sony SK 89683).
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Simian
- chemistry is what we are
Cdsour021 Reviewed
by MC
Simian are several shadowy characters that produce superb music. Beyond
that I'm not sure, and to be fair, I'm not sure anyone else is either.
The music they produce is singularly unique. It consists of a blend of
trance, cafe chic and poetry. 'The Wisp' for instance appears to combine
throbbing bass, squelchy white noise and plainsong chant. It's a hard
pill to swallow, lying as it does so far outside the bounds of popular
music, but it's sure to do you good. What is actually surprising is how
conservative they have been on this album, considering the more avant-garde
offerings they have issued before. In fact this album sounds suspiciously
similar to some of the later Boo Radleys material: if someone had stolen
Martins Carr's guitar and left him with a Moog and a sampler you could
imagine him producing something not entirely dissimilar. It's a delicate
album, and at times just slightly disturbing, the haunting melodies, with
their awkward harmonies, drift over incredibly intense sub-bass. 'chemistry
is what you are' contains surprises at every turn, and can delight with
every one. Let there be no doubt that Simian are moving music forwards,
and in entirely the right direction.
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Nelly
Furtado - Whoa, Nelly
Dreamworks 450 329-2 Reviewed
by DA
OK, OK, so you might be suffering from Nelly over-exposure, as it seems
like you can't escape from 'I'm Like A Bird', the fifth track on this
album, anywhere you turn this summer. Don't let that put you off, for
whilst the aforementioned track is a fine song, it's not entirely representative
of the album. In fact, the new single 'Turn Off The Light' is much closer
to the overall feel of the CD, with its quick tongue tripping lyric and
hip-hop tinged style. Although born in Canada, Ms Furtado has Portuguese
origins, and these come through on tracks like 'Onde Estas', which is
sung in her forefather's tongue - thankfully she provides us with a translation
and whilst Nelly's not a lyricist beyond her years, there are a few nice
flourishes along the way. For example: 'I'm cleaning my dirty mind like
a toilet but it won't give in' and '...I'm sorry that I made myself feel
better by making you feel never good enough', the latter showing a burgeoning
insight into the human psyche. Watching her perform with such incredible
confidence on Later.... with Jools Holland was a revelation, here is one
performer who is going to be around for some time, and I for one say good
luck.
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Rufus
Wainwright - Poses
Dreamworks 0044-50237-2 Reviewed
by JH
Comparison between this album and the Eels latest (also reviewed in this
issue) is interesting and informative, Poses is more melodic but is saturated
with a similar whimsical style of understated presentation, particularly
of the lyrics which are, similarly, very subtle but no less noteworthy.
With-this album Mr. Wainwright makes a strong statement of his credentials
as a poet of note. Reporting in song lyrics on the state of society isn't
new but this album manages the balance of entertaining musically and commenting
social better than most. For example what at first seems to be a standard
West-Coast influence on 'California' turns out to be anything but. Listen
to the lyrics "life is the longest death in California" and you are suddenly
aware of the disparity between the upbeat tone and the sentiment expressed.
He manages a range of emotions from dreamy and uplifting through to great
tension in 'Evil Angel' and it's all helped along by the complex song
construction. Here we find a mix of a great many instruments strings,
guitars and percussion all well organised to add depth to these songs
its all very complete. An excellent and largely complete album that you
will keep coming back to, it's just a pity Rufus can't really manage to
sing in tune.
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Oasis
- Definitely Maybe
CRECD169 Creation 1994 Reviewed
by MC
Ten years after their first ever live performance, Oasis are climbing
back into the limelight, so I thought it might be a good idea to take
a look at the album that raised them to fame back in 1994. Lets be clear
about this, Definitely Maybe contains not one original idea. For five
albums since, they have been struggling to show they can be fresh and
creative, and for five albums since they have sounded tired and faded.
And for what? Because their debut album, whilst being a virtual facsimile
of 60s and 70s rock, bristles with an excitement and intensity that no
band have recaptured. What is still striking about the album is that it
really does convey a sense of innocence, it really does convince the listener
that here are five lads from Manchester you could meet on any night down
the local, a sense long since lost. And that's the key, every track is
imbued with a slightly grimy quality, every song simple and effective,
and all played with such naive energy. And it sounds great. Noel may not
have been a genius on the guitar, but in Liam they had a truly great singer,
spitting out lyrics like every word was a personal affront. Forget your
prejudices, forget the tabloids, forget all that happened since. Put it
on, turn it up and see just why Oasis rose so fast. And whilst you're
there, listen to 'Bring It On Down' and wonder just how loud those guitars
must have been.
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Hefner
- Dead Media
PURE115CD Too Pure 2001 Reviewed
by MC
What were Hefner thinking when they let Darren Hayman sing? He may represent
one of the most intelligent, witty and emotional song writers of alt time,
but he sure can't sing. If you haven't heard Hefner before, then you have
been missing out. For four previous albums they have been putting stories
of breathtaking frankness and normality to music, in ways that are moving
and satirical in equal measure. This album marks a change in Hefners style,
where previous albums mixed sharp, incisive lyrics with heartfelt delivery,
this album courts chart success ever more desperately. 'Dead Media' finds
the band dallying with electronics for the first time, ditching their
skillful steel guitar for vintage analogue sequencers. And that's the
problem, because Hefner, whatever they do, will never be cool. There still
remains a fine set of classic songs, enhanced, rather than ruined by the
addition of synthesizers. But gone are the ballads of missed opportunities,
and gone are the anthems of discontent. Darren's voice is undoubtedly
less hostile to the casual listener, but it never really reaches its full
howl. This is by no means a bad Hefner album, it's just that all the things
which made Hefner so brilliant and unique in the past have been let slip.
Hefner's other albums sound strangely personal, 'Dead Media' sounds mass
produced.
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Muse
- Origin Of Symmetry
Mushroom MUSH93CDX Reviewed
by DA
Origin of Symmetry is a dramatic album, or rather melodramatic in an American
soap - mugging to the camera - sort of way. By forming a melange of ELP,
Queen, Rainbow, and Bach topped off with lashing of millennium attitude,
Muse have managed to produce an album that is simultaneously fresh and
familiar, at least if you're an ageing prog-rocker like me. Singer and
songwriter Matthew Bellamy comes over like a cross between Van Der Graaf
Generator era Peter Hammill and Freddy Mercury. Whilst not having Hammill's
subtlety, or either's voice, his approach lies firmly in the box marked
'intensity', possibly with a 'camp' sub-title. Lurking towards the end
of the album there are a couple of reflective tracks, such as 'Screenager,
but must of the album is firmly in the full-on, in your face category.
This is an album that makes you want to furrow the brow and sing it out
(bet you can't make the top notes on 'Micro Cuts'). Probably better not
to stick it in the CD Walkman when you're on the train. Not since, Moloko's
Things To Make And Do, and before that Skunk Anansie's Post Orgasmic Chill
has an album so firmly glued itself into my CD player. One to add to my
desert island discs.
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Eels
- Souljacker
Dreamworks 450 335-1 Reviewed
by JH
The founder and inspiration of the Eels is Mark Oliver Everett, the son
of Hugh Everett the author of the many worlds theory of quantum physics.
Fortunately for us Mark did not take to quantum physics but fell instead
into music and in 1995 formed the Eels. The rest is now history with three
highly acclaimed albums behind them they have recently released there
fourth studio album Souljacker. So where does the new album fit in? Superficially
less accessible than Beautiful Freak or Daisies for the Galaxy but thankfully
lacking the bleak bottom of the heart, soul wrenching of ElectroShock
Blues, the Eels have further cemented their position as a very serious
force on the alternative scene with this album. Souljacker illuminates
a band that are still experimenting despite finding a popular sound which
has to mark them out for greatness, a simple rehash would have kept most
people happy! One influence that is a little less than original is the
inclusion of the usual suspects dancy beats. Fortunately the integration
with the rest of the songs has been done well. Possibly the best Eels
album to date, but I'll need to hear it a few more times to be sure.
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The
Strokes - Is this it
RTRADECD030 Reviewed
by MC
A lot has been said about The Strokes in the media recently. And justifiably
so, for a small band from New York City to burst so suddenly and so explosively
into the UK music scene is quite an achievement. The unexpected success
of The Strokes is representative of a growing interest in guitar driven
music which concentrates on the content rather than the gloss. With a
handful of American groups behind them (White Stripes etc) and a host
of excellent British bands waiting to take advantage of their success,
Is this it may prove to be the most important release this year. Which
is a shame, because it fails to deliver the excitement that was promised.
However, every song has style, every song has swagger. The Strokes have
a sound which is unique and timeless, even allowing for the obvious quality
issues. And yet something isn't quite right; there is simply too much
filler, and not enough killer songs. But it isn't all bad, not by along
way. The Strokes sound laid-back and confident, full of attitude and sharp
enough to cut themselves. The singles rock, and even when the songs lack
substance, they don't want for pure attitude. A good album then, perhaps
even the spark that lights the fire, but at the very least a breath of
freshness amidst the chart pap.
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Suzanne
Vega - Songs In Red And Gray
ARM RECORDS 493 111-2 Reviewed
by RP
A single moment convinced me that Vega was a phenomenal performer: courageous
and immensely talented. She stood in front of a packed Albert Hall, hushed
an expectant audience, waved away the band and found perfect pitch to
hit the right key for an unaccompanied vocal rendition of Tom's Diner:
Totally stunning. This rich voice has always caressed the listeners ear
until the most gentle delivery of a lyric successfully lulled us into
a false sense of security before heaping the real substance of those highly
literate songs upon us. Songs In Red And Gray returns to this formula
with a vengeance through lines like, "The Virgin Mary on a chain has hit
me in the mouth again as we explore the carnal scare of sacred and profane".
('It Makes Me Wonder'). All thirteen tracks, here, are underpinned by
her seriously good acoustic guitar, while bass men, Mike Visceglia and
Rupert Hine, together with some carefully considered drum work, provide
an understated but essential musical foundation to this album. Thematically,
her material has not much altered, either. Picking over the bones of doomed
marriages ('Soap And Water'). Trading in broken promises ('Songs In Red
And Gray'). Observing how easily violence against women is committed ('If
I Were A Weapon'). Angst disarmingly wrapped, for which her distinctive,
warm cadences are so much more than packaging.
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