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Peter
Case, "The Man With The Blue Post Modern Fragmented Neo-Traditionalist
Guitar," has always had a case of the mystic blues. Beeline
reinforces Case's reputation as a deeper-than-average, off-center
songwriter and an innovative performer. Very much concerning
itself with values and "internals," it is more a post-George
Harrison record than a post-9/11 record.
On Beeline, Case manages to cleverly tint his introspective,
spiritual examinations with hints of Eastern music, which only
adds to the spiritual aura. While it is essentially a folk singer-songwriter
album, the songs are dressed up with surprisingly funky ensemble
playing that features lots of interesting drumming (Sandy Chila)
and some vigorous acoustic rhythm guitar by Case. Bassist Dave
Meshell meshes with Chila and Case's acoustic guitar to generate
the energetic funk that winds throughout this surprisingly loud
quiet record. The "Eastern effect" is provided by Andrew
William's harmonium, Warren "Tornado" Klein's tamboura,
and Joshua Case's electronic guitar and computer sounds. Williams
produced and engineered the album, and he has taken the quiet
acoustic folk base of Case's songs and layered them with all
sorts of interesting sounds that provide brilliant colors and
ear-catching texture. It may not be a soul album, but as always
Case sings with lots of it.
From the opening "If You've Got a Light to Shine,"
almost a countrified blues at its core, Case's bluesy harmonica
is counterbalanced in an exquisite tension with the simulated
sitar sounds and the tamboura. With Chila's drums popping in
the mix, the effect is like having a bee inside the cranium.
Case follows up with a citified blues on "Evening Raga."
Meshell's base is literally a pumping heart.
Evenin' coffee, bring in the sheaves
My voice is crackin' like old dry leaves
If I could make another start
I'd go and find the motion in my heart
I tried and tried, it didn't work out
After a while, I had my doubts
I couldn't make a dream come true
I had to go and leave it up to you
Always known as an accomplished guitarist, Case's light, airy
finger picking on "I Hear Your Voice" makes for a tune
that is warm and easy. Case follows with "Lost in the Sky,"
where he assembles a tense, quirky rhythm texture as he is "lifted
off in New York/quarter to nine." Despite the possibilities,
this is not a commentary on 9/11, but is rather a very personal
evaluation of values, priorities, and beliefs. What better stimulation
for an examination of the internal compass and an ordering of
priorities than sitting in an aluminum bird five miles up?
Falling through the thunderheads, adrift on a seed
We're numbers on a grid, mere lights on a screen
The love I hold for you is my guiding light
The human constellation that I steer by tonight
I'm too high, lost in the sky
Feel like I'm fallin' and I'm wonderin' why
"Gone" is the type of bluesy folk that has made
Mr. Case a cultish figure in the California music community.
He has that John Lennon ability to hit the common touch with
simple words and images that add up to something intellectually
pleasing and spiritually reassuring. Case masterfully steers
back and forth between quiet folky tunes to groovy funk, giving
the album a surprising cohesion rather than what could have ended
up as a sense of jumping around. "Something's Coming"
matches "Evening Raga" for musical sophistication as
Case muses on the songwriting process and the mystery of artistic
inspiration.
Hear the telephones scream and the doorbells cry
Doctor's gave you the warning, how much time?
Kids asleep in their little bunks, next room
You're up in the kitchen now, trying to find the tune
Pulling the strings, bending the sound
Riding the ropes but you ain't going down
Something's coming, don't know when
You know something's coming, you'll never be the same again
Cold and dirty perfectly describes Case's performance of the
murky "It's Cold Inside." If Case's Plimsouls decide
to make another comeback (and believe me, I'm waiting with my
money in my hand!), "It's Cold Inside" should fit nicely
into a Plimsoul's set list. But here Case delivers with spare
acoustic deliberateness and, as with many of the tracks on Beeline,
there is an itching sense of tension.
With a career that spans New Wave, folk, acoustic blues, and
even a tribute to Merle Haggard (Tulare Dust), Peter Case
is another of those performers who has so many credits and artistic
triumphs we tend to simply yawn when he puts out another strong
effort. Beeline is a strong effort, filled as it is with
thoughtful songs of love, hope, and humanity as well as with
evocative music played and mixed in unexpected ways. Despite
a lack of pandering whistles and bells, there is nothing trite
or common on Beeline. Despite being somewhat on the quiet,
reflective side, it has considerable energy and verve. If Peter
Case keeps making records like these, I may get over the death
of The Plimsouls yet.
* Peter Case has an extensive website at www.petercase.com and there is purchase information
and lyrics for Beeline at www.vanguardrecords.com/Beeline/home.html
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