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Six
albums and one collaboration disc with the Robison brothers into
his career, Dallas' Jack Ingram is sitting atop the pile of alt.country
artists not concerned with Elton John's felicitous approval (see
Ryan Adams) or the adulation of the frat pack acolytes. Long
noted for live shows that channel the energy and intensity of
Jerry Jeff's Lone Wolf phase back in the glory days of the Outlaw
Movement's birth in Austin, Ingram has tried several approaches
in an effort to balance that aspect of his music with the limitations
inherent in recording. While the six CDs he's released with
his faithful Beat Up Ford band have been standouts, and some
tracks have gotten close to the snarling ferocity the band unleashes
onstage (see "Barbie Doll," for one), even the Unleashed
Live disc from Gruene Hall didn't really do him justice.
Now, with the energetically titled Electric, it appears
Ingram has opted to make a true studio record. The eleven tracks
here are mostly mid-tempo country-rockers that translate exquisitely
onto disc while maintaining a driving anthemic quality that can
only explode onto the senses in a live setting. And while Ingram
has always distanced himself from some of the Texas college beerhall
crowd with thoughtful and poignant lyrics, he's taken things
to a new level here with an introspection and honesty uncommon
in the business these days.
The one truly rocking track on Electric bats leadoff;
"Keep On Keepin' On" is a tight percussion and bass-driven
cut stuffed to the gills with crunchy riffs. Nothing new in
the lyric here; it's your basic "when the going gets tough."
theme. Takes on a different level of meaning, though, after
you wade through some of the searing takes on the struggles and
pains that come with relationships which make up the bulk of
the track list. See "Fool," the second cut on Electric,
co-written by Ingram and Tom Littlefield. Ingram notes that
the song was initially born of his own appraisal of his life
in general music, marriage, and so on. Littlefield recommended
removing the first person approach, placing the protagonist in
a bar with a beer and thereby telling the story of each of us
in a four minute and thirty-nine second snapshot.
There ain't no problem
You can't solve with one more beer
But there's nothing you can do
About last call
You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here
It's too bad you ain't got no place to fall
Fool, you're fooling yourself
Other collaborations abound on Electric, one of them
the striking "What Makes You Say," written with Bruce
Robison. This one manages to combine the lyric genius that's
quickly becoming Robison's trademark with the raw vocals Ingram
wields as effectively as anyone since Mellencamp or Springsteen.
Pete Coatney's drumkit keeps the tempo moving exactly as it
needs to, while a ringing and melodic electric guitar accentuates
the phrasing that makes lines like "Stand here in the silence
that remains/Loving you still does not change a thing" crystallize
into that pivotal moment when a marriage (or any other relationship,
for that matter) succeeds or fails.
Pop rock with a twist of pedal steel gets a loving treatment
on the Ingram-penned "One Thing," while the upbeat,
almost flippantly happy tones of "Everybody" both belie
and fully illustrate the internal struggle of the mind of the
insecure individual in each of us that the song is all about.
Damn, but this orchestration of sound and lyric composed to
illuminate a thought from every angle is exactly what makes a
good musician qualify for the title. And Ingram is certainly
a good one. Maybe that's why Jim Lauderdale helped pen "One
Lie Away," a stripped-down and nearly acoustic look at,
again, one of those pivotal moments where everything - - EVERYTHING
- - rests precariously on the direction of the next sentence
one speaks. Truth? Lie? Life.
The first of two covers here, fittingly enough, is the Scott
Miller track "I Won't Go With Her." If anybody since
Waylon and Willie were meant to play together, it's got to be
Ingram and Miller. Hasn't happened yet, but listen to Jack make
this song his own and you'll see where I'm going with that.
There's only one reason she don't stay
It's 'cause I work so damn hard to push her away
Like most of us when we're confronted with the rush of madness
life can bring, Ingram finds himself eventually taking a long
look at faith. Drummer and longtime friend Coatney is a practicing
Christian, and plenty of nights on the road and exposure to the
reality of Pete's faith gave birth to the nostalgic mono recording
of "Pete, Jesus and Me." Far from being evangelistic,
it's a song that revives memories of wooden pews in country churches
before kicking into a driving rock finish that highlights the
question of eternity from the outside looking in. A prayer
and a scream at once, it's a song intended to drive home the
fact that some things greater than us require our questioning
and attention, but ultimately depend on our own personal revelations
and choices.
Closing out with the somber and strikingly beautiful "Goodnight
Moon," Ingram's final encore of choice in his stage shows
over the last couple of years, Electric exits stage left
having touched all of the raw nerves and excited all of the senses
that make an evening with Ingram and the Beat Up Ford band so
explosive. It hits you here from a different angle, as it was
intended to, but the end result is the same. With this disc,
Ingram seems to have found a piece of himself that hadn't quite
fit into the picture earlier in his career. This one serves
as notice to the pretenders - - the man who was atop the pile
already has just built his own mountain you'll have to climb
if you want to keep up.
See www.jackingram.net
for extensive details and personal comments from Jack on
Electric's track list. (Some of which, naturally, were
referenced in this review) You can get your own copy of Electric
there, and find plenty of other nuggets about one of the country's
best current artists. Ingram's putting together a label of his
own both to re-release his earlier projects and to help some
up-and-comers along the way. In the meantime, he's put out an
early favorite for one of the best albums of 2002.
Contact David Pilot at: tailgunner-at-rockzilla.net
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