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Dolly
Parton is an artist who's seen the ebb and flow of country music's
riptide over the decades, from its early days of down-home purity
through the countrypolitan fluff and rhinestones on into the
new traditionalists of the late '80s/early '90s and into today's
Dixie Chick/Shania/Faith Grrrrls with drawls and guitars pulpfests.
She did her time at the forefront of the countrypolitan stuff
back when, making magic, albeit not always country magic, with
Kenny Rogers et al., and brightening the dreams of adolescent
boys nationwide who wouldn't have known Hank if he'd reappeared
from beyond to put a boot upside their pubescent heads. Then
she dropped off the radar for a good while, making critically
acclaimed and fan-loved records but not really making waves.
That changed a bit over the last few years, with songs from
Heartsongs and Eagle When She Flies cracking playlists
here and there in major markets worldwide. Now she's made a
world-beater with this year's Sugar Hill release of Halos
and Horns. Dolly's an artist who's never been afraid to
mix genres like an alchemist on speed without an instruction
book. Perhaps one of the greatest legacies she'll leave is the
fact that her pure "up home" mountain country voice
can be so easily molded to fit music aeons above and beyond the
melodies most of America associates with O Brother, both
its predecessors and knock-off would be next acts.
That said, this disc rumbles into gear on a title track that
sounds just like the Soggy Bottom Boys, rippling above abundant
banjo and mandolin like an Appalachian stream while Parton's
unmistakable voice brings shivers:
Halos and horns
Sinners and saints
Hearts that are torn
Between what's wrong and ain't
Just because it feels right
Does not make it so
So we struggle through life
In horns and halos
The word "incomparable" comes to mind when first
you spin this track. It stays a spell with repeated listens,
and as of this writing I can't tell you I see the impression
leaving anytime soon. As lead-off cuts go, this one offers the
promise of rapture. Seems like a lock for a great hour or so
of listening when the next song, "Sugar Hill," leads
off with a muted acoustic guitar and Ms. Parton's warm, beautifully
aged voice paints a brilliant and vivid picture of hidden swimming
holes, skinny dipping and coming of age in a world where a man's
worth is judged by his work. It's a bit of a surprise, then,
when Dolly slows down to a solemn pace and goes for the heartstrings
with "Not Me." The song is diametrically opposed to
the mountain rhythms of the first two, full of melancholy and
sadness, and showcases lead and harmony vocals blended in jaw-dropping
fashion. Dolly notes that this particular song has been around
some thirty-five years, just before she left home for Nashville
near as she can reckon, and it's never been recorded prior.
It's a bit emotional to hear the voice of four decades in Music
City translate a lyric written in naivete at the start of the
journey, and long-time fans will find this an unparalleled treasure.
"Hello God" was born of the terrorist attacks last
September, and takes a tack not yet explored by country's stars.
Where Alan Jackson found pain, comfort and ultimately meaning
in the distant yet deeply personal experience while Toby Keith
and Charlie Daniels exhibited a far more hands-on and apocalyptic
response, Parton found herself turning back to faith and looking
for deeper meanings. No matter your particular take on that
day's events, you may find this song one to think through on
an iced-tea night while you take a break from the whiskey-fueled
rage and thirst for vengeance that eat at your soul if you've
reacted to 9/11 the way I did.
Hello God
Are you out there?
Can you hear me?
Are you listening anymore?
Hello God
If we're still on speaking terms
Can you help me like before?
I've questioned your existence
My resistance leaves me cold
Can you help me
From a distance?
Hello, God. . .hello
Faith is a personal thing, not a subject open for debate when
it comes right down to it. Seldom has an artist exhibited his
or her own personal faith in a manner so clearly genuine as Dolly
on this track. It's a gem.
On the heels of such apparent sincerity, it's odd to hear
the old Bread standard "If" translated through the
voice of Appalachia. "If a picture paints a thousand words/Then
why can't I paint you" ... Argh. If you're a longtime
Dolly fan, you'll likely get and appreciate this track. Same
if you're a Bread fan. The rest of you, hit Skip on this'n.
The mountain's back with "Shattered Image," an old
chestnut from Dolly's collection pulled out and polished to,
as she says, provide a proper response to "all the shit
that comes out in the tabloids." One must wonder just what
kind of country we've built when a woman like Dolly Parton has
to contend with the stones from the peanut gallery. If we're
only as strong as our weakest links. . . damn. Parton's not
stuck in contemplation on the subject, though, as she rips into
another back-porch beauty, "These Old Bones," using
a mimicked version of her Mama's voice and shining a spotlight
on the inner strength of the people who made the country to begin
with.
From this juncture it's point and counterpoint the rest of
the way, with cuts like "What a Heartache," "Raven
Dove" and "If Only" showcasing Dolly's adroit
manipulation of fare best heard on stations playing adult contemporary
and Today's Hot New Country, while cuts like "I'm Gone"
and "Dagger Through the Heart" inject the banjo and
raw intuitive appeal of the mountains as firebreaks in between.
Taken as a whole, the five-song segment serves as a beautiful,
poignant, even stunning Cliff's Notes take on the variety and
consistent excellence Dolly has parlayed into a Hall of Fame
career over the decades. Each track deserves an in-depth look
here, but we don't have the space. I hope you have the money
and the time, because these are sheer beauty regardless of the
genre each espouses.
That leaves us with one track to cover, likely the one you've
heard about already and are wondering just what the hell it's
all about. The rumors are true, folks, Dolly covered "Stairway
to Heaven" as the finale for Halos and Horns. In her words,
the reasons were simple:
- It was a song I loved and a song that [husband] Carl loved.
We used to love it together. To me, it's like "After the
Goldrush." It's an abstract song. You really don't know
what it means. It sounds Old World. On the last couple of albums,
I did "Shine," "I Get a Kick Out of You"
and "Traveling Prayer," so everybody is expecting me
to do something "different" on this album, too. Well,
I'm the only person to have the nerve to deal with classics.
That's why I took it, ad-libbed it and made it more spiritual.
- I didn't do it just for the gimmick my love for
the song comes from a very real place. It's not just about making
it work it's about it really being a part of you. So I
thought, "What the hey I'm just going to go with it,
and if it didn't turn out good, nobody would ever know I even
tried it." I knew I was walking on sacred ground because
it is a classic.
It's safe to say this is a different take on the work sometimes
called "the greatest rock and roll song ever." I'll
leave that debate to those who care; what I will say for posterity
is that Ms.Parton's turned "Stairway" into something
altogether different. The lyric still makes about as much sense
as a woman in the midst of that time of the month, but the feel
of the song here transforms into something oddly spiritual and
reflective. Maybe it makes sense in a Zen voodoo sort of way
and touches the soul; maybe it'd all come together if I'd just
get some good weed. Dunno, won't find out. But I like it anyway.
There you have it, Dolly Parton's new yet old and wildly genre-melding
Halos and Horns. It's the most striking disc to hit my
desk this year, and works on a multitude of levels. I highly
recommend getting a copy for yourself and finding the parts -
- or the whole - - that work for you. Find a wealth of information
on the CD at www.dolly.net,
along with plenty of other info about the artist herself. She's
made an impact on country, bluegrass and other genres for a reason
over the years. You'll find a terrific primer on the woman and
her abilities here.
Contact David Pilot at: tailgunner-at-rockzilla.net
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