 CANADA'S Most Intriguing Rock Band? Heck, with
Neon Bible, Time may just be convinced to put the
Montreal-based collective on its cover again! And
this time, the headline would surely have to be revised
to read: World's Most Intriguing Rock Band.
Hip music rags have labelled Arcade Fire's music
baroque pop and that's fair enough, I guess. The organ
is, after all, upfront in the mix on most tracks. And yeah,
there is a liberal use of counterpoint melodies. Just one
thing I don't get, though... when was Bruce Springsteen
ever considered baroque pop?
I don't doubt that the folks who helped Neon Bible
reach No.2 on the Billboard 200 are the same ones who
find nourishment in the eccentric neo-psychedelia of
outfits like The Polyphonic Spree and The Album Leaf.
Yet, if you were to eliminate the organ, choral harmonies and grandiosity from Arcade Fire's sophomore
LP, you'd be left with a pastoral, earthy set of tunes that
bears a striking resemblance to the 10 cuts on Darkness
on the Edge of Town.
Lyrically, too, the parallels are startling.
On the title track, for example, frontman/chief song-writer Win Butler laments the fact that every generation
strives to better the last only to find that there is no
escaping fate and history. It is, of course, a tragedy that
Springsteen first bemoaned some 30 years earlier on
Adam Raised a Cain - "You inherit the sins, you inherit
the flames."
It's often said that imitation is the highest compliment and if your aim is to explore the disenchantment
of a generation that shuffles its feet under the heavy
clouds of war and diminishing spirituality, you could do
worse than to borrow from Springsteen.
Still, what makes Neon Bible unique is that Butler
presents the old tales in a post-modern setting. His
plaintive cries for reason are focused not at blue-collar
everymen but an MTV generation that's content to
lounge on beanbags and elect pop stars instead of
leaders (Antichrist Television Blues) while humanity
methodically destroys itself (Black Mirror and
Intervention).
Also in contrast to Springsteen, there is no redemption offered at the end. Only simmering, seething disillusionment.
It's depressing no doubt. But wonderfully delicious all the same.
Surely the best record so far this year. |