All the girls stepping out, above ground

Is it just me or is Lyfe Jennings just a urine stain and a 40-bottle of backwash away from being a homeless guy? His voice sounds raw and shrill, the product of days of ranting to the sidewalk. His lyrics are would-be hallucinations -- the really poor man's poor man's vacation. On his recently released album The Phoenix, he sings, "I was born in a hurry, because my mom had to be back at work at 8:30" (from "The River"). Even more wild is "Biggie Nigga," in which he not only proclaims himself to be "Biggie, nigga, reincarnated as a skinny nigga," but also hints at even more fantastical origins ("Breast-fed by Gozilla / Mixed my Similac with Cognac"). It's amazing that someone who'd name their second album something so trite is capable of such singularity -- there is simply no one else on earth who could dream up something like, "Please don't be so naive to what your bra does when it's groping you / 'Cause they like to taste your nipples, too" (in "Stingy"). Yes, it's funny and probably a bit more than is intended, but it's also specific and fucking weird, which are two adjectives that don't apply to much of R&B today (and, as far as "specific" goes, in general). A lot of this stuff just uses a standard contemporary R&B template (sometimes wonderfully -- first single "S.E.X." is a baby-makin' jam a la R. Kelly's "Down Low" with contrasting subject matter that warns young girls not to give it up to lecherous men). When it's just Jennings solo, he gets the chance to show just how offbeat he is -- not everything can be confined to equally measured bars and, like any good homeless guy, he's a great wanderer. Check how the solo-acoustic "Down Here, Up There" meanders (and don't miss "Thank you, Lord, for making teflon").

There's definitely a trainwreck appeal at times ("Don't do it for the kids! Do it for me!" he wails on "Let's Stay Together" more histrionically than Fantasia's tampon ever could). But it's been a long time since it's been this easy to conflate "crazy" with "brilliant" in soul music -- if The Phoenix isn't the best R&B album of the year (and it really could be), it's at least the one most worthy of obsession. This is after all, an album on which Biggie reincarnated as a skinny nigga does a bang-up, sung cover of 2Pac's "Keep Ya Head Up," complete with a gaggle of kids singing along, like tangible hope that we aren't doomed to a race of babies that will hate the ladies that make the babies. Yep, crazy and brilliant. It's really nice to be confused sometimes.

And not for nothing, but Lyfe is a stone fox. He could totally get it, if only he'd shave.

Seriously: homeless.

And speaking of weird, here's Kelis who's very point since coming out has been to say, "I'm weird! Look at me! Weird!" Because of her eagerness to say that (and her lack of commitment to, you know, actually proving it), I've found her pretty easy to ignore. Still, Kelis Was Here isn't bad. It is, though, entirely too long. Kelis needs to learn that the more subtle something is, the weirder it comes off, and KWH is too long by almost a half. There's too much garbagey rock-esque bullshit ("Till the Wheels Fall Off," "I Don't Think So"), too much retorism for the sake of retroism (I love any sign of a freestyle comeback and even I have a hard time listening to the numb and half-hearted "Weekend") and waaay too much staccato whining masquerading as hooks ("Bossy," "Blindfold Me"). Still, the girl is capable of showing off her limitations and personality in incredibly flattering ways -- "Like You" finds her mumbling virtually monotone, a brilliant contrast to the opera singer imitating a piccolo in the background. The first line, "Your rough hands turn me on," is blunt and effortlessly bizarre and the chorus, "I don't just like you, I like you like you...You can fluff my feathers," is 100 percent personality. However cutesy it is, it's incredibly individual. Similarly, "Little Star" is like a first-act number in a musical about B-list celebrity ("There is nothing special about me / I am just a little star"). It's adorable. And really, any album that can pull out Funkadelic's "Not Just Knee Deep" again and make it sound fresh (by just zapping with the bass line and then allowing for a brief vocal flare-up during the breakdown), deserves a pat on its back.

And not for nothing, but did you read Sia Michel's New York profile of Kelis, aka the most barren 1500-or-so words published last week? Michel merely says that Kelis is smart and never once proves it (perhaps reflecting her subject's general tell-don't-show philosophy) So wait, Kelis's claim that, "I'm a gay guy's best accessory," isn't supposed to suggest mental deficiency? Even worse is this poor attempt at disguising vomit as a sentence: "While Jay-Z and Beyoncé are hip-hop's power couple, Nas and Kelis are its boho intellectuals." No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. Has Nas ever done one thing once ever ever ever that suggested he was "boho?" And, you know, he's fairly sharp, but intellectual? (And if I have to say it: I don't think Kelis has ever showed any sign of notable intelligence. I don't think she has much of a point of view. I do think that she probably really believes that she's the first girl to scream on a track. I mean, have you ever heard her talk? I think she's actually proved herself to be pretty pretentious by claiming to be different than the rest and still ending up as this pop puppet and not even a totally effective one that can move units.). All of this is on top of the fact that the way that Michel's bullshit is phrased suggests that Nas and Kelis are hip-hop's only boho intellectuals. Because there are only two rhythmic black folks in the meager niche of pop music that is hip-hop who can fill that quota, right? Seriously, Michel: do you need Erykah Badu to stick lit incense up your ass to achieve enlightenment? Would Common stuffing a crocheted hat down your throat help you see the light?

Jessica Simpson's A Public Affair album is awful. Duh. What you might not have expected is how devious it is. The first single and title track garnered rightful comparisons to Madonna's "Holiday" and "Lucky Star" (and Sal Cinquemani draws a sound parallel to the spirit of a lot of Janet's stuff). "A Public Affair" unquestionably owes debt to "Ain't No Mountain High Enough" (and it knows it -- Ashford and Simpson are credited among its eight songwriters). Up after that is more recycling: a full-on cover of Dead or Alive's "You Spin Me Round (Like a Record)" (by far the best track here, though). Beyond that, "B.O.Y." samples the Cars' "Just What I Needed" and "Walkin' 'Round in a Circle" takes Fleetwood Mack's "Dreams." I obviously have no problems with sampling, but here, it's folded in capriciously -- elements of these songs are used, but actual melodies are not. We're to be reminded only vaguely. The old songs, then, sort of slip in unconsciously and the whole thing seems Pavlovian -- you responded before with your wallet and/or interest before, you'll respond again. There's no sign of tribute or really respect to these tracks (which, you know, is a hallmark of effective sampling in hip-hop) -- it's just exploitation across the board (of the originals, of the results, of the listeners). It's like the difference between sampling DeBarge's "Stay With Me" (like Biggie's "One More Chance" did) and sampling "One More Chance" (like Ashanti's "Foolish" did). The air of sneakiness is so thick that I wonder if she cut "Swing With Me" after hearing of the concept of Christina Aguilera's Back to Basics. $10 says she did.

And not for nothing but the shit that isn't based on other musical sources is no better. "Push Your Tush" makes me pray for dysentery (no pushing for me, thanks!). It's a country-disco embarrassment ("Cock-a-doodle-doo!" for real). But mostly, it's the musical manifestation of an event in the Special Olympics of Simpson's brain.

I don't know exactly what it is, but for some reason, Janet Jackson is the one artist I have no ability to be objective about (it could have something to do with my heart that bleeds eternally for underdogs). I know that so far, the singles from 20 Y.O. have been underwhelming, but that hasn't stopped me from thoroughly enjoying them. I'm almost sorry to say that I really love "So Excited." I love Jermaine's chopping of Khia's vocals that make her actual input mercifully brief ("Is you hu, is you hu-, is you hungry? Hungry? Hungry?"). I love Janet's bottom pride ("Throw me up against whatever's close and get to bossing me around"). I love the nasty "Nasty" synth. I love the fairly sly use of the "Rockit" sample -- really, when I heard they'd be using Herbie Hancock's track, I expected something like this. I guess I just didn't have the capacity to be disappointed by "Excited," then.

And not for nothing, but I'm not so into "Enjoy," another recently leaked 20 Y.O. track. Everyone else seems to think this is the best of the three. I'm alone again. I just feel like she's trying to hurt us with those notes she's "hitting."

Have I told you lately how much I love the Knife's Silent Shout? I know I haven't, but it's true -- it's probably my favorite album of the year (at least, it's one of the few albums that's gotten better over time and not faded into some distant memory). It's been out for months and it's so widely praised that I adding to that in any great detail would just be like adding a boner to the line-up of one of those really ambitious gang bangs. Who cares, right? I will say, though, that the album fills a Kate Bush void for me. Aerial, Kate's album last year, was OK and all, but it really didn't showcase what I love most about her -- widard-like (or is that witchy?) production. It's probably wise that she didn't focus on that, though, as she might be horribly inept at navigating modern technology (the weirdness of Aerial is all in the songwriting and voice). The Knife, however, are techno-savvy, and like Kate, are also willing to tell bizarre stories and risk sounding stupid to be scary. Regardless, they're using modern dance-music conventions in a pop template and they don't end up sounding like, you know, Cascada, so kudos to them.

And not for nothing, but the Radio Slave "Secret Base" Remix of "We Share Our Mothers' Health" is totally kicking my ass right now.

The Throwback of the Week this time around is an exercise in subtlety -- Shirley Murdock's "As We Lay." This song is perfect. Kelis, are you paying attention?

And more than perfect, "As We Lay" is strange without any sense of bombardment. It's weird that a song about cheating should sound so sweet, and even more, it's weird that a song so sweet should have a creepy, flimsy synth as the outstanding instrumental component (though, to be fair, it was '86 and it was a Roger Troutman production). Since I'm gushing, I can't neglect Murdock's effort. She steps up and delivers the tour de force that the showy '80s demanded. Her interpretation totally realizes the song's shift in focus from the rational ("It's morning," is her matter-of-fact opening) to the hopelessly emotional. She eventually reaches a decidedly unsubtle intensity, but not before taking the entire song to build it -- before the climax of the final chorus, only certain words and phrases are emphasized ("separate ways," "pain we caused," "wife"). They swell with emotional subtext and are placed brilliantly -- because of them, we know that she cares more about this one-night stand than she thinks she should. I love the choice of mentioning her trick's wife, but not her own significant other -- is it too painful a subject to bring up, or has she just not gotten around to thinking of him yet? And if it's the latter, why isn't she thinking of him? We never know for sure and the song is better for it (contrast it with Kelly Price's over-the-top 2000 cover, in which she takes the initiative to wail "wife" once again during the song's climax, helping to quash most ambiguity). Murdock finally ends the song where she began literally, but not emotionally -- she repeats, in two different vocal modes, "It's morning." In the foreground, it's soothing and collected enough to be a practical wake-up call. Slightly, sadly in the background, it's an ad-libbed lament. The two co-exist, and it's strangely peaceful.

And not for nothing, but Shirley's hair in the shot above is every bit the masterpiece that the song is.

Comments

[Rocco]

First!

[rod]

The acknowledgment of the existence of that Simpson thing is astonishing. You didn't pay cash money for that did you? I just don't see you at a store paying for it, or sitting in front of an iTunes screen downloading it, or walking down the street and a naked Joe Simpson begging your listening it, or cleaning Winston's litter and amongst the bits of corn finding it ...

[5fingerdismount]

I completely agree on The Knife. They have that "Kate Bush" flair that sub par musicians like Charlotte Martin have been trying to emulate for years.

Playing a piano with your vagina does not a Kate Bush make. The Knife definitely prove that with their music.

[Saun]

I have never successfully listened to my Lyfe Jennings cd all the way through. He may be able to sing but the minute he starts talking I go into seizures. "Ay yo you" makes me cringe.
I've never thought Janet was a strong singer just a great entertainer so her so newest songs aren't a big disappointment to me.

And as for the throwback of the week, Reason #4358875 why I heart you. I have this cd and it took some doing to find it. I love "As We Lay" but one of my top three favorite songs of all time next to Stevie Wonder's Overjoyed and Mint Condition's So Fine, is Shirley's "Without You". I'm going to have to break out that cd tonite and have a mini concert in the living room.

[david]

i love SO EXCITED as well... My favorite is the breathless, spoken "Breathe" that comes right as the song begins. It's in line with her other one word command from WHEN I THINK OF YOU... You know, "Bass".

[Laya]

"As We Lay" is probably one of my top 10 favorite slow jams of all time. I was once a teenage insomniac, so "Quiet Storm" type songs have a special place in my heart.

[Penny Woods]

Nobody cares if you're first, nyah.

I have to agree that Lyfe Jennings is probably crazy. I've heard "Let's Stay Together." Eh, I'm not impressed. But he's still crazy.

I thought the Kelis album was okay, but at least it wasn't that horrid Tasty.

And yes, A Public Affair...it's almost as bad as Ashlee Simpson's or Lindsay Lohan's latest. The difference: Somehow I made it through A Public Affair without stabbing my eardrums.

And I like the singles that Janet's leaked so far, although even if all the critics cream 20 Y.O., I'd still buy it.

[tiff]

I have a soft spot in my heart for Lyfe... homeless or not. His voice is so raw, and dispite his vulgarity (sometimes) he reminds me of church-raised Anthony Hamilton.

I too hope you didn't actually legally acquire Jessica Simpson.

I feel sorry for Kelis. She's spent her entire career singing backup on rap tracks and getting no love (even in the videos, even as recently as "I Love My Chick") and all she's waiting for is a break. I get that she's different from most other black female artists, but no, she's not really that wierd or different in the grand scheme of things.

I love your music reviews!

[Stuart]

As I was walking to work this morning, taking advantage of a cloudy day (finally!) to listen to Silent Shout for the umpteenth during my commute, I couldn't get over just how f'ing amazing it was and immediately decided that it was, hands down, the best album of the year. I really hate to quote Pitchfork, but their labelling of it as "haunted house" was perhaps the best call I've heard in a while. Mysterious, somber, but highly danceable - how can someone not like this shit! Anyway, thanks for affirming what I just realized this morning. Now I just have to get over the fact there's no way in hell I'll be able to see them in NYC (why must you play on Wednesday? why????).

[Rich]

Haha, I'll admit it: I DID buy the JS album, but only after I'd downloaded it. I wanted to check the liner notes, is all -- I really didn't expect them to credit the Cars and Fleetwood Mac samples. I was surprised that they did.

[bella]

Rich, you never fail to deliver the goods. I can't begin to tell you how much you inspired me to start my own site. Your e mail today made me squeal with delight in my sad little cubicle. Besides gushing over your music review, I wanted to thank you for Shirley Murdock's HAIR. I've been mulling over a "big hair of the Eighties" post, and that sealed the deal. Thank you, thank you, thank you for posting As We Lay! Love that song.

[jjay]

what, no review of danity kane? i got the cd for free and it's not that bad. i only like about 2 or 3 songs but that's basically the stuff is so pop and i'm an rNb chick. as far as kelis, she's got a cool song on the step up soundtrack (no, i did not and will not see that movie) called 80s joint that's nice. as for lyfe, i like the stuff off his first CD. i'll listen to phoenix eventually.

[Thomas]

I have always adored Kelis. "Get Along With You" is exquisite to me, and the acoustic version is even better in a haunting way. I also like "Blindfold Me," mostly because of the go-go boy inside me talking. But then again, I only recently realized what "fourfour" meant, so my musical knowledge/tastes are admittedly sheltered.

And Jessica Simpson needs to be stopped at all costs. Like with a robot from the future stopped at all costs.

[produzentin]

thanks for Shirley Murdock song. love it.

[JH]

Jessica Simpson has somehow managed to drain all exuberance and fun out of "You Spin Me Round (Like A Record)" and for that she will not be forgiven.

I like Kelis' new haircut, and her Dr. Luke song isn't bad. Janet's new one could be improved greatly with an elaborately choreographed video. When her videos got smaller, so did her career. She needs to get back.

[So...]

I heard J.Simp's "You Spin Me Round" re-imagining on the radio the other day and to be honest, I really rather liked it. Is there really a track on her new record called "Push Your Tush," or is that from the new Lyfe Jennings?

[Anna]

You are freaking me out today Rich! It's like we share a brain. I've admitted repeatedly in life that I do not have the ability to tell when Janet is putting out crap. It's like a dog whistle. Or the cell phones that only 13 year olds can hear. And...although they are much more obscure than my usual taste, a friend knew of my Kate Bush fascination and turned me on to the Knife recently. Haven't looked back. AND...I have hair like Shirley Murdoch. (But not always the cajones to work it out like that.)

[Michael]

"As We Lay"! How could I love something so much and forget it so completely. Sometimes it's a defense mechanism, but in this case, thanks for reminding me. Thanks, mister.

[Michael]

Goddamn if I am not SHIVERING with pleasure over that song.

[Michael]

1986...as my roommate clipper cuts his nappy do, the guide falls off and he scalps a spot.....I convince him to go clean....I finish the job for him....Shirley sings....I leak.

OK, I'll stop now. Have I thanked you already?

[Me...Starring Me]

you are so on point...."As We Lay" makes an affair sound like a good idea.

[Honey]

Rich, I can't believe you don't like Lyfe Jennings. I love his gritty songwriting and you can feel the pain in his voice. Not many R&B singers can do that these days..he reminds me of a blues singer such as Bobby "Blue" Bland or ZZ Hill. Folks who could take you places with their voices (Solomon Burke too) I think he's a gift singer/songwriter.

Gotta love Shirley Murdock.."As We Lay" , "Husband" and of course her wonderful vocals on "Computer Love"

You lost me with Jessica Simpson and Knife.

And I love Kelis, its good to see someone different drop more than one disc. I mean where is Res? Why isn't Nika Costa getting more shine?

[Rich]

But I do like Lyfe! As usual, I'm ambivalent, but I call him "brilliant!"

[Chicago's Babygirl]

I too am a lyfe Jennings fan, there is something sexy about that scruff. I am also overjoyed that he cut his hair. He's yummy with that guitar of his.

As for Kelis, I listened to snippets on ITunes, have not decided if I will download it in it's entirety, but there were a few cuts that I liked.

JJ and JS are not pulling my interest, but I will listen to the snippets when the time comes.

As for Ms. Shirley, I dig As We Lay, but I really love Found My Way, Oh What A Feeling, and If I Know. Husband and Go On Without You were mentioned also by other posters. Love those too! Oh hell, she made MANY jams, can't deny her or her fab hair! LOL

[Lapo]

Rich, you're my hero. I love how the music coverage on New york Magazine is consistently ridiculous. I love the mag otherwise but every statement they attempt, music-wise, is wrong-wrong-wrong. It's been my bête noire for months and I feel vindicated knowing that I'm not the only one.