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- Singer In Search Of A Soul
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- By Kevin John
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- Candy From A Stranger
- Soul Asylum
- Columbia
-
- Journeyman. Craftsman. Beautiful Loser.
Formalist. All of these callings are difficult to hear on the fly. Sure, their
practitioners can blindside you now
- and then with a zinger that teaches a damned
old dog new, catchy tricks. But, especially in a context that demands closer attention
(say, over the length of an album or, ugh, a career), the songs often get as blandly
predictable as an
- episode of "Home Improvement."
-
-
- Dave Pirner has been called one and all of
the above by those for whom Zen
- Arcade is Robert Johnson: The Complete
Recordings in an attempt to come to
- terms with their continuing pleasure with
Soul Asylum's continuing inability
- to take a new direction. His career in song
traces the same depressive,
- therapy-thirsty steps from hardcore anger to
grunge angst that Dinosaur
- Jr./Sebadoh have traversed with a jaded,
uncertain single-mindedness that
- borders on obsession. Those obsessions
finally paid off when they meshed
- with a jaded, uncertain pop moment, but it
grew wearisome to keep hoping
- that Pirner would eventually shake them and
become preoccupied with something
- else.
-
-
- Let Your Dim Light Shine (1995) was the
first time Pirner let some new
- light shine in. The songs were his
catchiest; the one- liners were his
- cleverest ("tried to get ahead but only
got decapitated"); the narratives told
- stories for telling's sake and were as
deftly constructed as a ... well, it's not
- for nothing that they called one song
"String of Pearls." But most
- importantly, several songs showcased
pronouns in the third person (most notably,
- "she"), fixing the spotlight on
the fact that not only were there other people in
- the world, but that they could be as jaded
and uncertain as the auteur
- himself. Maybe even more. Now, there was no
particular reason why this development
- had to occur at that particular moment in
Pirner's career. Indeed, Candy From A Stranger sadly
- makes it clear that his having finally seen
the light was more than likely a
- fluke. And now we're faced with 11 more
acely-crafted tunes that leave you
- wondering why, after almost 15 years, has
this man not gotten over this
- strange relationship or that goddamn job.
-
- Let's talk about "No Time For
Waiting" in this respect. The song vaguely
- recalls Sweet's "Fox on the Run"
the way "Bittersweetheart" vaguely recalled
- "Summertime Blues" last time out;
that is, they palm off of milestones sexier
- and sunnier than Soul Asylum can probably
ever write themselves. The same
- great snare-drum pomp counts out every beat.
It even has some of that
- faux-prog synth action happening. A fine
song. Unquestionably.
- But, jeez, wouldn't you rather listen to
"Fox on the Run," especially
- when confronted with Pirner's latest
crybabyisms? He whines about the same "no way
- out" situations ("it's enough to
make you stay, it's enough to make you go
- away") and the same
"nobody-understands-me" lots in life ("you don't
- understand how I'm feeling," ugh!). And
the song as a whole fits too nicely
- into the album's theme of time wasting away.
He could have at least sung the
- chorus ("There's n-no time for
waiting") the way Sweet sang "F- Foxy!" Then
- again, the comparison is probably unfair
since Sweet were the greatest group
- of all time.
-
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"Why can't he get generous and air out that homesick psyche once
- >>> >>> >>> in a
while?"
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- I don't want to overstate my disappointment
with this album. I like it fine.
- Pirner remains an above-average songwriter
and his voice is gaining more and
- more shades of emotion. There's really not a
bad song in the bunch. I even had
- "Draggin' The Lake" in my head
during a waking sleep a few nights ago. And the
- longest song is 4:45, with the album
finishing out a hair over 45 minutes. So
- long-windedness is not Pirner's problem.
-
- But the promise held forth on Let Your Dim
Light Shine seems to have
- prematurely diminished. It's evident that
the attraction of country music for
- Pirner lies in its pathos and not in its
amazing sense of narrative detail and
- concision, or even its pinched, white soul.
And he could stand a heaping
- helpful of the latter two. He needs to tell
more stories (they can even be
- about him, as long as it tells a story). He
needs to stop relegating covers to
- crappy EPs and place some on an album for a
change of pace. Ditto for
- stridently political songs like
"P-9." He's one of the more generous rockers
- out there.Why can't he get generous with his
full-length releases and air out
- that homesick psyche once in a while?
- Maybe we have to wait 'til next album, since
he admits here that he's "Close"
- to peace of mind. In the meantime, there's
still "The Game." For four and a
- half minutes, he lets his Husker Du down and
recounts a jealous tug-of-war
- with a best friend's wife. It's the only
track that kept jumping out at me
- when I listened to it five times in a row
while searching for cheap sex on
- AOL. Ten more of those and he'll never be
hard to hear
- again.
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