Friday, July 30, 2010

Forgotten Music: July 2010 - The Summary

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See everyone back on 26 August.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Forgotten Music: Lucky Town by Bruce Springsteen

I came late to the party. I'll admit that right now. During the heyday of Bruce mania (1975; 1984-85), I not only missed the boat, I didn't even want to get on. I couldn't stand him. I was too young for the "Born to Run" craze and was too enthralled in other 1980s-era Top 40 music to care about that guy who sounded constipated when he belted out "Born in the U.S.A." I mean, come on, the video juxtaposed live concert footage with the album-version of the song...and they didn't match. How dumb was that?

Cut to 1989, the year after the release of "Tunnel of Love," and my then-girlfriend gives me a copy of ToL. I listened and I paused. Hey, this ain't bad. Granted, it's not your typical Bruce cassette what with its talk of love and stuff, but it's good. I get to thinking: hey, maybe Born in the USA was actually okay. I bought it, listened to it, and liked it. Another influence in my Springsteen awakening was the books of Stephen King. There was a stretch there where ever book had at least one character comment on Springsteen. I listened to more records, bought more, liked more. When he disbanded the E Street Band, I was so unaware of Bruce's history (that he'd record his own songs sans band) that I worried that I'd never get a chance to see him live, much less get a new CD by him.

Then 1992 happened. As a new fan, I was beside myself that Bruce released not one but two CDs of music. Twenty-four songs. I was in heaven. As a result of this tortured route to Springsteen nirvana, the CDs that long-time fans think of with only a passing thought are the same CDs that have a special place in my heart. In the eighteen years since their release, Human Touch and Lucky Town have gone everywhere I've gone. But only one of them has aged particularly well.

Lucky Town is the most Springsteenian of the two CDs. Sonically, Human Touch is a direct descendant of the Born in the USA sessions with a focus on love more than any previous CD. Normally, listeners get the 'falling in love' CD and then the heartbreak CD. Not so Springsteen. Tunnel of Love was the cheating record, questioning his feelings and the efficacy of love itself. Then, Bruce falls in love, deeper than before, and writes a collection of songs about it. That's the bulk of Human Touch.

But Lucky Town shows the old Bruce reemerging, the disillusioned one, the one who doesn't want to believe in love--because the world is just too damn hard--but does so anyway. "Better Days," one of the two singles released in 1992 ("Human Touch" was the other) kicks off the CD with a rim shot and power chord you could put down in the rock-and-roll Bible. What makes Springsteen unique when it comes to love songs is the types of couplets he chooses. This ain't some 70s-era flowery, string-laden love song. This is the real world, and the real world brings with it bumps and bruises as well as the redemptive power of love. Witness the first verse:

Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening
To the hours and minutes tickin' away
Yeah, just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin
While it was all just slippin' away.
I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come
Or that train to come roarin' 'round the bend
I got a new suit of clothes a pretty red rose
And a woman I can call my friend

Who among us can't admit that there have been times when we've thought life was moving along underneath us while we're sitting still? I don't see any hands. But does Bruce mope? Naw. He gets his new skin ("suit of clothes"), a new lease on life ("pretty red rose"), and a friend with which to walk down the road of life. He takes control of his life, sloppy though it may be, but tells us all that he couldn't have done it without his wife.

It is this kind of sentiment that resonates throughout the music and words of Lucky Town. When it comes down to it, we are each responsible for ourselves. We can't blame anyone or anything for our choices because we all have choices to make. Some are good, some bad, but we have to live with the consequences. Four tracks later, the song "Leap of Faith" bursts out with a riff on the same theme. At first, Bruce sings "Oh heartbreak and despair got nothing but boring/So I grabbed you baby like a wild pitch" and then breaks into the chorus: "It takes a leap of faith to get things going/It takes a leap of faith you gotta show some guts/It takes a leap of faith to get things going/In your heart you must trust." Springsteen leaped...and landed on solid ground. And he brings with him the stories from both sides.

This isn't to say that there aren't challenges to overcome or a few you can't. Springsteen laments gang violence in his adopted hometown of LA in "Souls of the Departed." In fact, his response ("Tonight as I tuck my own son in bed/All I can think of is what if it would've been him instead/I want to build me a wall so high nothing can burn it down/Right here on my own piece of dirty ground") garnered some ire back in 1992. Sure, Bruce is rich enough to build those walls. How about the rest of us?

The highlight of CD for me is his most personal song, "Living Proof." And it's one of the greatest examples of Bruce adopting Gospel-tinged lyrics in his music. He talks about prayer, life, God, and everything else. His incorporation of religious-themed lyrics proved essential when he wrote 2002's “The Rising in response to the terrorist attacks of September 11. But they work well here, too. After his leap, after finding the right woman, he was still unsure. Like he sings, "In a world so hard and dirty so fouled and confused," he was "Searching for a little bit of God's mercy." He was searching for living proof. What was Bruce's problem? The same that many of us can related to, I expect.

I put my heart and soul I put 'em high upon a shelf
Right next to the faith the faith that I'd lost in myself
I went down into the desert city/Just tryin' so hard to shed my skin
I crawled deep into some kind of darkness
Lookin' to burn out every trace of who I'd been
You do some sad sad things baby/When it's your you 're tryin' to lose
You do some sad and hurtful things/I've seen living proof

The live version (which you can find on his 1992 CD “MTV Plugged: In Concert”--highly recommended for all versions of his new 1992 songs) blows your speakers out with its power.

What do you get after all of this suffering and self-awareness? The mountaintop. Having just come through the valley of darkness, through all the tribulations of his life since his career began, Springsteen tells of his "beautiful reward." His character is searching for his beautiful reward but Springsteen has found his: a loving wife, children, a house, and a good job. It don't get much better than that.

Lucky Town may not the best Bruce Springsteen CD out there, but it is worthy to stand alongside the great ones. Give it another listen or listen for the first time. And think about your own life. I'll bet you that at least one song from this collection will resonate with you. Find that song and add it to you Life's Playlist. You won't be disappointed.

Forgotten Music: July 2010

Welcome to the July 2010 edition of the Forgotten Music Project. Inspired by Patti Abbott's Forgotten Book Friday series, here we examine music that has fallen off the public's radar or other music that never made a blip. We're doing this on a once-a-month basis, the last Thursday of every month. Aside from my own entry, here's today's line-up:

Paul D. Brazill
Sean Coleman
Bill Crider
Martin Edwards
Gordon Harries
Randy Johnson
George Kelley
Evan Lewis
Todd Mason
Eric Peterson
Charlie Ricci
Ray Foster

If I have missed your name or got the wrong address, let me know and I'll fix it here and for future months. Anyone can join: just let me know here in the comments section, by e-mail, or in the comments section of my entry that you'd like to join in next month and I'll add you to the list.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Forgotten Music: July 2010 - Call for Entries

Hello all. This Thursday, 29 July, is the July 2010 edition of the Forgotten Music Project.

By now, I've collected some regulars. Here's the deal: I'll post links on Thursday to everyone who posted in June. If you have the time, great. If you can't make it, you can either let me know before Thursday (and I'll remove your name) or not not (whereby readers can jump to your blog and read your latest entry). If you want to join and you haven't posted before, just let me know and I'll get your name on the list for Thursday morning. As usual, I"ll do a summary at the end of the day.

Looking forward to everyone's entries.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Book Review Club: Hominids by Robert J. Sawyer

(This is the July 2010 edition of Barrie Summy's Book Review Club. For the complete list, click the icon at the bottom of this post.)

Science fiction is riff with the question of "what if?". It's a mainstay for a genre that includes space opera as well as alternate history. In Hominids, Robert J. Sawyer's Hugo-Award-winning novel, you get to experience a fascinating "what if": what if Neanderthals became the dominant humanoid species on earth?

This is not, however, a story of a Neanderthal person having to make some grand quest as a way of showing Neanderthal Earth for what it is. Rather, this is a hard science, parallel universe story. Ponter Bodditt, a Neanderthal physicist, is conducting an experiment on (actually, under) his version of Earth when a portal is opened and he falls through to our Earth into a heavy water tank where Homo Sapiens scientists are running test. Our scientists are shocked to find a Neanderthal not only living but a modern man, complete with a computer implanted in his arm. Not only are our scientists surprised to discover Ponter's presence in our Earth, Ponter's partner, Adikor, is equally shocked at Ponter's disappearance from his world.

What follows are two main threads. Ponter, with the help of his talking computer implant and the kindly scientists and doctors, learns about our version of Earth. He is quarantined with his physician (male), a nuclear physics grad student (female), and an expert on Neanderthal DNA (female). Back on Neanderthal Earth, Adikor is accused of murdering Ponter. This story line gives Sawyer a chance to paint the life of modern Neanderthals through their judicial system.
My biggest criticism of this book is that I found the murder accusation and subsequent trial on Neanderthal Earth much more entertaining than Ponter's time on our Earth. Ponter almost did nothing but sit around a house and talk. In your typical "stranger in a strange land" story, the stranger travels. Religion is discussed--and I found some of the ideas here quite fascinating--but Ponter experiences Christianity via television. Not exactly titillating. And the usual stuff against homo sapiens--extinction of mammoths and other creatures, pillaging the planet, murdering others--gets played here. You never get the broader history of Neanderthal Earth so there isn't a chance for Ponter to feel bad about something Neanderthals did.

The Adikor side got almost Perry Mason-like in its tension. Since we the reader knew Ponter was alive, we get much more invested in Adikor's defense. It was quite entertaining and I found myself wanting to skate through the Ponter-on-Earth parts to get to the Adikor-on-Trial stuff.

These comments bring up an interesting question in my mind: how did this book win a Hugo? I'm not dogging the book or the award. I'm guessing that the Big Ideas surrounding Hominids is what did the trick with the Hugo voters. Sawyer packs his book with some Big Ideas. But, interestingly, he doesn't dwell on any for any length of time. That's both a good and bad thing. It's good in that the "sitting around talking" exposition doesn't linger too long (since there appears to be little conflict among the characters). Still, some of those ideas demanded some extra attention. Since this is book one of three, perhaps Sawyer goes into more detail in the sequels.

Note: I wrote most of this review before I met with my SF book club. The four of us all pretty much agreed that Hominids was "SF Lite." One of my friends summed it up succinctly: Hominids is the type of SF book he'd recommend to someone who doesn't know if they even like literary SF. It's not too deep but has enough Big Ideas to give a reader a taste of the larger SF world. I'd have to agree.

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