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Rather than append a few tracks to my earlier post about Bowie's '90s years fighting his way back from the wilderness of critical disdain, I'm starting a new post.

So: Bowie's '80s were a bit dismal, true. After the triumphant Scary Monsters in 1980, which summed up several ideas of his Berlin trilogy, Bowie followed with Let's Dance in 1983 (despite its title, it's not all commercial: the horn chart on that album's "Ricochet" is quite jazzy) and the rather underachieving Tonight in 1984 (the album contains a couple of fine tracks but mostly flounders through ill-advised covers - mostly by Iggy Pop), Bowie hit his nadir with Never Let Me Down in 1987. He seems to have known he was struggling; his next album of new material didn't arrive until six years later.

And despite some stylistic uncertainty, Black Tie White Noise finds Bowie revitalizing the experimental aspect of his music, this time along with his interest in dance music, R&B, and jazz. This makes for a rather densely recorded album, in which funk bass and Nile Rodgers' trademark guitar style sit alongside Bowie's sax playing and (something I suspect Bowie had been wanting to do for a long time) namesake Lester Bowie's free-jazz trumpet blurts. "You've Been Around" seems to exist in a flow of several different songs, the melody riding on top of everything - but that sort of confusion and profusion of surfaces is one thing that moves this record past the occasional dated backing vocal or synth blurp.

His next album, Outside (or according to some pedants, 1. Outside, which is what's printed on the cover...even though the spine gives the title as merely Outside) didn't exactly play nice with the public: it's described in the liner notes as "a non-linear Gothic Drama Hyper-cycle" (QQF?), and its subject matter - set at the then-upcoming turn of the century, it features a detective trying to solve a series of ritualistic art murders - must have seemed utterly daft and incomprehensible to most. (It is, however, based on the ideas of a handful of actual artists, the Vienna Actionists.) Despite the return of Brian Eno, and Carlos Alomar and Mike Garson (a lad insane on the piano) from Bowie's '70s bands, the music presents few of the easily graspable touchstones of that '70s work. Instead, it's dense, noisy, dark, chaotic, often nearly atonal, again with Bowie layering his melodies on top. Repeated listens reveal them as solid melodies, and there are indeed some catchy songs here, but this is dense, knotty (and long) work...and for listeners unwilling to put in effort, it probably falls confusingly flat. (The endorsement around this time of Bowie's music by Trent Reznor - then at the peak of his popularity - didn't really help either artist: Bowie's music here was far more complex and less visceral than NIN (ironic given the literal viscerality of the artwork in question), and Reznor's fans seemed ready to jump ship to simpler renunciations of, you know, shit that isn't dark...) "A Small Plot of Land" begins with Garson playing one of his typical frightened-cat-on-the-keyboard solos over a murky bed of rhythms, out of which gradually emerges Bowie's slow, measured vocal.

That contrast of simultaneous fast and slow textures was probably one thing Bowie found attractive in the then-just-past-edgy drum'n'bass (or jungle: let the aficionados argue whether the terms are equivalent). In trying to incorporate some of the sound and feel of that genre in his next album Earthling, Bowie ran afoul of the usual dilemma critically confronting older, established artists: continue to do what you did successfully ten years ago, and you're stuck in a rut, irrelevant, washed-up; pay attention to what's going on, try to incorporate it, and you're a train-jumper, a trend-follower, a hack who just doesn't "get" the style. What those critics missed was that Bowie wasn't trying to make a d'n'b record, he was making a DB record. (Sorry: I couldn't resist.) Stripped down to their skeletons, these are a batch of distinctively Bowie songs, with all his harmonic and melodic characteristics intact. What's new is the arrangements - which aren't slavishly d'n'b either (several tracks don't borrow from the style at all) but which incorporate more "rock" sounds than was typical of the genre. A few tracks fall a bit short, and Bowie dropped the density of sound characterizing his last two releases for a relatively transparent arrangement and mix. "Dead Man Walking" is a good example: while the rhythm treatment clearly is indebted to jungle, the track is built on a solid chorus counterpointed by Reeves Gabrels' cobra-like guitar line.

Overall, while none of these CDs is as consistent an album as Bowie's best work, they all present Bowie doing what he's always done: exploring and trying to find ways to present his material that sound both apt and arresting, catchy and innovative. (And it should be remembered that "classic" Bowie albums in the '70s sometimes had one or two forgettable tracks; we just remember the classic tracks and overlook the less-impressive ones...)

David Bowie "You've Been Around"
David Bowie "A Small Plot of Land"
David Bowie "Dead Man Walking"


Anonymous said...

Iggy went through a similarly dismal phase (to borrow your phrase) in the 80's, and I had thought about writing a post that cherry-picks those albums in the same way that you've done here for Bowie. I have a pet theory that Bowie covered so many Iggy songs during these years as a favor to boost Iggy's income. To be fair, Bowie co-wrote many of them.

Phil said...

Y'know...a sort of period-by-period sampling of Bowie (like you did with Cat Stevens) would be lapped up gratefully by at of us.

(Package arrived safely this afternoon. Mucho obligado.)

2fs said...

Phil - Ooh, that's more work than I can handle! Although who knows, it might be Bowie collection is pretty complete (and it would motivate me to fill in the gaps).

Jon - Just a picky point: the three albums I draw from here I would not characterize as dismal. Really the only album of his I'd so characterize would be Never Let Me Down...and even that has a couple of good songs. I think: I can't remember them. (Of course, I like Iggy's late '70s/early '80s output pretty's his more recent stuff that seems to me to have lost the trail, at least what I've heard of it.)

Phil said...

>Ooh, that's more work than I can handle! Although who knows, it might be Bowie collection is pretty complete (and it would motivate me to fill in the gaps).

Ohhhh you know you want to. Even if you just did a sort of sampling of certain phases in his career rather than all...

Hell, I'd be pleased with anything. I only have two of his albums (Hunky Dory and Ziggy Stardust) and I'd be willing to try some more if I could just decide where to go next.

BUT of course it IS a lot of work. I was just mentioning that if you DID...somehow...decide to do it...y'know...there'd be someone out there to enjoy it...

anacediavslhrs said...

Bowie suffers from the problem (enviable? unenviable?) of having put out a string of iconic recordings back in the way back when. He'll always be either scorned as irrelevant for reliving endlessly his old glories, or else dismissed as someone who somehow forgot his roots if he doesn't play all the hits. I remember seeing Neil Young back in the days (that was his best album, you know), and all the people who showed up were waiting patiently for "Sugar Mountain", all the people who might have enjoyed the show stayed away in droves, no doubt fearing "Sugar Mountain".

Anywhat, this is supposed to be all about the Bowie, right? Those truly committed to spelunking down into the deepest caves of noninspiration that the Eighties Bowie fearlessly explored would do well to take a minute to sit and pensively consider the example of the ghastfully ill-advised Tin Machine project, in which Bowie (and several of the blind fish he befriended down in the caves) proved that, yes, it is possible for Bowie to create a record that just plain blows.

Fortunately, Bowie has remembered that he was- at one time- cool, and after appearing in a series of adverts in glossy magazines (what was he selling anyway? I fergit!) has staked a claim again on his own 40 acres of coolness.

Word up on the "Scary Monsters". With Hallowe'en coming up, if I were of lesser character I'd advise everybody to give a listen to Superchunk's cover of "Scary Monsters (and Super Freaks)". Which in itself, tells you all you need to know about Bowie. If Superchunk covers you, you're fucking COOL.

Hell, they covered Motorhead.

And Lemme is bad-ass.