Good Feelings
Byrne's got the whole world in his head
by Ted Drozdowski
David Byrne ain't exactly Dr. Feelgood. The cynicism and satire of Talking
Heads songs like "Don't Worry About the Government" and "Once in a Lifetime"
resurface in his latest solo album. But the former head Head has grown
considerably as a melodist since the days of "Psycho Killer" and "Born Under
Punches." Especially in making albums like his love affair with Brazil, 1989's
Rei Momo. So the easy grooves and buoyant melodies of Feelings
(Luaka Bop/Warner Bros.) provide tendrils of sunshine in even its darkest
corners.
"I learned from the Brazilians, who have no fear of writing beautiful melodies
and harmonies to accompany funky beats, radical sounds, and words that hit
home," attests Byrne, who plays Harborlights this Monday. "Northerners, whether
in the US or Europe, have a fear and suspicion of beauty. We believe it can
imply a shallowness, a Hallmark sensibility. We think that if something looks
good or sounds good, then it can't be the bearer of real, sincere, intense
honest feelings. We assume that noise, abrasiveness, and difficult music equals
profundity. In America our suspicions regarding pretty sounds and images are
often well-founded, but not always. And elsewhere things are often different.
We censor our hearts and minds and miss a lot of what's out there. But things
are changing."
Indeed, like much contemporary art, Byrne's pretty-sounding Feelings
reflects the increasing panculturalism of our country. It's a richly
percolating stew of Brazilian, Cuban, African, electronic, hip-hop, rock,
ambient, and Anglo folk musics. It's the streets of New York City rolled into a
little silver circle. The lyrics of the wickedly bright "Miss America," sung
with a melismatic Latin feel, carry the theme. The song is a metaphor for the
promise of the States, declared in the voice of a frustrated immigrant, with
Miss Liberty transformed into a vixen who's intensely desirable but as hard to
attain as the proverbial American Dream. The song is quite appropriate to 1997,
since recent federal legislation has cut deeply into the rights and
opportunities of working US immigrants.
"I feel that we're at a historical moment, when the old vision and model of
America -- although no longer valid and applicable -- is being held onto with
an intense ferocity by those with vested and personal interests in it," Byrne
observes in the course of our e-mail exchange. "A last-ditch effort in my
opinion, but not surprising . . . like the old Communists
continuing to hold onto power throughout much of Eastern Europe. Power changes
slowly, but inevitably. And the more inevitable the social and economic
changes, the more tenaciously those with power hold onto it. Like the end of a
love affair.
"I also sense that despite this resistance we're at an incredible moment when
musical categories have fallen away and the powers that be are temporarily
rudderless. Which is great. It's a moment when jungle can mix with country,
when hip-hop can mix with rock, when orchestral can mix with dance and no one
style holds sway.
"It's a time of musical chaos and confusion for a lot of people. The
multinational labels are desperate, as they're by definition conservative. But
for musicians it's healthy. This feels like home to me. I realize the door may
close at any instant, but for now it is wonderfully open."
So Byrne stepped through for Feelings. He recorded the CD in home
studios, including his own apartment, with collaborators the Balanescu string
quartet, fellow art punks Mark Mothersbaugh and Jerry Casale of Devo,
avant-gardists the Black Cat Orchestra, an international menu of session
players, and trip-hop heroes Morcheeba. Byrne describes the last of these as
"genius producers. They totally submerged themselves into the songs. Their
studio is in a former workshop in the back of a car-repair garage in Clapham, a
neighborhood in South London. It was formerly the home of the Orb. Morcheeba
worked in a way that continued and expanded on the way I was already working on
these songs as demos -- samples, loops, treatments, and whatever
instrumentation seemed appropriate."
Byrne explains that on this tour "the live players are a weird mix, just like
the record." There's Bruce Kaplan from American Music Club on midi-pedal-steel.
Israeli programmer/mixer/drummer Rea Moichiach, out of New York's
illbient/jungle club scene. Jamaican bassist Desmond Foster. And Danish singer
Ingela Klemetz.
"You can see it all in that mixture of personalities, origins, and interests:
country, deep grooves, atmospheric textures, theatricality, and funk. It's the
music in our heads, to paraphrase Ornette Coleman."
David Byrne plays Harborlights this Monday, August 11. Call 423-NEXT for
tickets.