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Friday October 5 2007<br />
varsity.co.uk/arts<br />
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REVIEW<br />
29<br />
Baby Shambles<br />
Shotter’s<br />
Nation<br />
Album<br />
★★★★★<br />
Album<br />
★★★★★<br />
It would be easy to dismiss<br />
this mini album/ep as a mere<br />
cash-in afterthought, containing<br />
as it does six unreleased<br />
tracks from the sessions that<br />
produced their last album,<br />
Thirteen Cities, and a couple<br />
of tagged-on extras. Easy, that<br />
is, if it weren’t completely<br />
brilliant.<br />
Though they fall in line with<br />
the Americana/alt country<br />
mood that that had produced<br />
so many solid bands and artists<br />
over the last couple of<br />
years (Ryan Adams, Wilco,<br />
Willy Mason, Bright Eyes to<br />
name but a few), Richmond<br />
Fontaine manage to stand out<br />
by sheer brute quality. Though<br />
sometimes the whisky soaked<br />
croak of lyricist Willy Vlautin<br />
tends to wheeze out countrified<br />
clichés (occasionally it’s<br />
Babyshambles’ second album<br />
effort was never going<br />
to be perfect. After the scatterbrained<br />
highs and lows of<br />
Down in Albion, the appointment<br />
of Stephen Street as<br />
producer was probably a wise<br />
choice, but it is his excessively<br />
clean and shiny approach that<br />
often stops the songs reaching<br />
the dizzying heights of the<br />
Libertines’ previous efforts.<br />
Earlier this year, fans were<br />
rewarded with the fantastic<br />
Richmond Fontaine<br />
$87 and a guilty conscience that<br />
gets worse the longer I go<br />
as though he’s simply listing<br />
lonely-sounding American<br />
towns), there’s an intangible<br />
presence to his voice that<br />
makes you do more than<br />
listen, it makes you really believe.<br />
It only takes a couple of<br />
lines to evoke a whole sprawling<br />
patchwork landscape of<br />
drifters, drunks, and endless<br />
highways stretched out under<br />
smoky skies, whilst at the<br />
same time pulling you in to a<br />
sudden narrative so sharp it<br />
cuts to the core (My roommate<br />
was sleeping. I took his keys,<br />
and a hundred bucks. Headed<br />
out till his car broke down,<br />
outside of Tousanne). This is<br />
a songwriter who hasn’t just<br />
been compared to legends like<br />
Bob Dylan and Bruce Springsteen,<br />
he’s been compared to<br />
the great American novelists,<br />
Raymond Carver, John Steinbeck,<br />
and Charles Bukowski.<br />
Now that’s heavyweight class.<br />
If you were ever duped into<br />
the ridiculous hype surrounding<br />
Cold War Kids, make<br />
amends by switching to this.<br />
Richmond Fontaine are the<br />
overlooked but infinitely superior<br />
underdogs, singing out<br />
their poignant songs from the<br />
bottom of a broken bottle and<br />
the dark heart of a broken<br />
continent.<br />
Josh Farrington<br />
Stookie & Jim Bumfest demos<br />
posted on the web, and many<br />
of the same songs feature on<br />
this album. Regrettably, songs<br />
such as There She Goes, with<br />
Drew McConnell’s unnecessarily<br />
jazzed-up walking bassline,<br />
suffer from their studio remodelling,<br />
and UnBiloTitled, a<br />
Libertines-era demo, feels far<br />
too radio-friendly in its latest<br />
reincarnation. Nevertheless,<br />
it’s a stand-out track, and a<br />
refreshing change of tempo.<br />
Jack Peñate<br />
The Junction<br />
Live Review<br />
★★★★★<br />
This was, Jack told us, mopping<br />
sweat from his brow, “by<br />
far the maddest gig of the<br />
whole tour”. With infectious<br />
energy, an arresting stage<br />
presence, and a pair<br />
of crazed eyes that<br />
screamed serial<br />
killer, Peñate<br />
delivered a<br />
performance<br />
that swept<br />
a hitherto<br />
restrained<br />
crowd into<br />
a rapturous<br />
frenzy.<br />
The night,<br />
however, had<br />
not begun so<br />
well.<br />
Two hours<br />
earlier, the lights<br />
had dimmed, the audience<br />
fallen silent, and a squat<br />
fat man appeared from stage<br />
left. He played with some wires<br />
and then waddled back off.<br />
Five minutes later, Wild Beasts<br />
emerged to a tangibly tame<br />
reception, despite their name<br />
promising a leonine roar of a<br />
voice and dance moves that<br />
would turn heads in the jungle.<br />
The reality was a hyena-laughable<br />
disappointment.<br />
Juxtaposed against this,<br />
Jack stormed the stage with<br />
such an overwhelming, energyinfused<br />
spectacle that nobody<br />
had time to pause and consider<br />
that he perhaps didn’t<br />
French Dog Blues, co-penned<br />
by no less than Kate Moss and<br />
Ian Brown, shines with star<br />
quality and is sure to be a live<br />
favourite.<br />
Doherty has lost none of the<br />
lyrical flair which is so often<br />
overlooked by the press in<br />
favour of his more sensational<br />
private life. It is ably displayed<br />
in Baddies’ Boogie, essentially<br />
a tragic song about romantic<br />
despair (it’s a lousy life for the<br />
washed up wife of a permanently<br />
plastered pissed up bastard).<br />
One thing lacking is the<br />
noodling guitar work of Patrick<br />
Walden (which characterised<br />
much of the material on the<br />
first album), now replaced<br />
by Michael Whitnall’s more<br />
schoolbook stylings. UnStookie<br />
Titled is another sterling effort,<br />
which arguably references<br />
Carl Barat’s Doherty-less<br />
Libertines residency (since<br />
you vowed to back it and you’re<br />
too proud to sack it you have to<br />
carry on on your own).<br />
Some weaker tracks such as<br />
Side of the Road and Crumb<br />
Begging Baghead highlight<br />
the deficiencies of yet another<br />
almost-but-not-quite-brilliant<br />
album. Listening to Shotter’s<br />
Nation, it’s easy to appreciate<br />
Doherty’s considerable talent<br />
as both a musician and<br />
lyricist but it’s hard to resist<br />
longing for the Libertines to<br />
reform.<br />
George Grist<br />
have the songs to back it up.<br />
While fast-paced and lively, his<br />
lyrics are sometimes worryingly<br />
emo. His heartstrings are<br />
even plucked at the prospect<br />
of catching a train (My<br />
eyes, eyes, eyes, are<br />
not dry, dry, dry<br />
he tells us in<br />
Torn at the<br />
Platform).<br />
Elsewhere,<br />
he laments<br />
she never<br />
wanted me<br />
(Second,<br />
Minute, or<br />
Hour), and<br />
the concert<br />
concluded<br />
on a similarly<br />
sombre note,<br />
with the song<br />
When We Die. Yet<br />
despite the subject-matter,<br />
Jack Peñate’s style is not going<br />
to leave you sobbing into the<br />
speakers. One member of the<br />
audience threw his fizzing can<br />
of Red Stripe onto the stage<br />
in a fit of ecstasy; and another<br />
member cast aloft his shoe, the<br />
jubilation wiped off his face<br />
only when someone stamped<br />
on his foot.<br />
Few will be provoked to<br />
throw missiles at their hifis,<br />
but add in the writhing<br />
lunatic behind the guitar, and<br />
it proved a very special night<br />
indeed.<br />
Tom Bird & Julia Tilley<br />
albums<br />
every right-minded person<br />
should own<br />
Graceland<br />
Paul Simon<br />
1986, the year before my birth,<br />
and Paul Simon releases Graceland.<br />
Since then, it’s followed<br />
me everywhere; “are we nearly<br />
there yet” car journeys, family<br />
holidays, Christmas days. So,<br />
it’s a genuine and often disheartening<br />
surprise to find that<br />
many have a rather nonchalant<br />
attitude towards this masterpiece.<br />
Graceland too often<br />
seems to pass under the radar,<br />
which I find inexplicable.<br />
You might know of Paul<br />
Simon as one half of the duo<br />
Simon and Garfunkel, but<br />
don’t judge him yet. For this<br />
solo album he shunned Garfunkel,<br />
and rightly so. Instead<br />
of continuing the folky twangs<br />
heard in songs such as Scarborough<br />
Fair (what were they<br />
thinking) he chose to record<br />
this album in South Africa and<br />
immerse himself in the influences<br />
surrounding him. In fact,<br />
Ladysmith Black Mambazo<br />
shot to worldwide fame as a<br />
result of collaborating with Simon<br />
on many of the tracks on<br />
Graceland. So, not only was it<br />
groundbreaking in terms of its<br />
musical direction, but also in<br />
its pioneering of the talents of<br />
black South African musicians<br />
in the midst of apartheid rule.<br />
But don’t feel that you<br />
should love this album on<br />
account of any political dogooding.<br />
The elements that<br />
make it a work of art are the<br />
intensely moving yet uplifting<br />
melodies, and the steady<br />
contemplation of his own (at<br />
times) depressing life embedded<br />
in some of the best lyrics<br />
I’ve ever heard. Well you don’t<br />
feel you could love me, but I<br />
feel you could - it’s simple, it<br />
doesn’t rhyme and yet it’s able<br />
to reflect an everyday thought<br />
accurately without losing its<br />
train of thought amidst poetic<br />
crap. For those of you who<br />
think Garfunkel was the creative<br />
genius of the two, you’re<br />
wrong. It only takes a cursory<br />
look at Graceland to see who<br />
that title really belongs to. The<br />
title track, Graceland, which<br />
recounts a pilgrimage to Elvis’<br />
home, is probably the best on<br />
the album; it’s truly captivating.<br />
He talks of his “travelling<br />
companion”, nine years old and<br />
the child of his first marriage,<br />
which launches him into a<br />
verse about his ex-wife (and<br />
she said losing love, is like a<br />
window in your heart, everybody<br />
sees you’re blown apart).<br />
There’s so much more to be<br />
said about the brilliance of this<br />
album, further tracks to be<br />
delved into, yet more wonderful<br />
lyrics to be explored, but to<br />
write it all down would be a<br />
work approaching an epic. Anyway,<br />
it would spoil it for those<br />
of you haven’t yet discovered<br />
why Graceland is a must have.<br />
Verity Simpson