― Tom, Thursday, 7 September 2000 00:00 (twenty-five years ago)
Your article's only omission was a failure to put a name to the vocalist on "You You...". I just think Katherine Whalen deserves a specific mention - I know nothing about her or her band, but for my money it's the best non-Merritt vocal on a Merritt song I've heard.
― Michael Jones, Thursday, 7 September 2000 00:00 (twenty-five years ago)
― Josh, Friday, 8 September 2000 00:00 (twenty-five years ago)
'You x 5' seems to me decent but not outstanding - I can't really see why Tom Ewing sees it as (I think) the smartest pop song in this particular canon. A line like 'You make everything beautiful seem true' (I may be misremembering that, don't have access to the song) makes a kind of sense in the context of talking about romance, but I actually find it rather clunking in a pop song. The opening re. 'I don't know quite how to put this decently', etc, is OK, and seems to open up an ambiguity: does she then manage to put it decently, or not? I think 'not' may be the point. The verse melody is textbook- fine, but the chorus is slacker; and I don't really approve of the use of the word 'Tis' in a pop song. Retro is fine, but C16 retro may not be what we need. All in all, the song seems to me to have taken a quarter of an hour to write, which I suppose isn't a criticism.
re. Tom E's more general, theoretical issues re. voices and songs - good songs and bad voices, vice versa, etc - I think he was very thoughtful and on the ball. It's true that if either side of the equation goes wrong, the final product doesn't seem to work. A qualificatory, supplementary question might be: are any songs singer- proof? I mean, are there a precious few melodies (or lyrics, musical settings, etc for that matter) so good that they're hard to ruin?
Actually I doubt it: imagine, if you care to, Robbie Williams singing 'The Boy With The Arab Strap'.
― the pinefox, Sunday, 10 September 2000 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
I haven't had it entirely sink in, but the tunes feel classic, and as I've never heard Merrit's own interpretations, they stand up well. With songs like Merrit's, which are so durn good, the singer and tune itself have historically always become interlinked, partly by how well they fit, and partly because interpretation means so much to classic tin-pan-alley stuff. This isn't a fake "tribute" album to Merrit, so much as his show of devotion to the voices he loves best.
― Sterling Clover, Monday, 11 September 2000 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
I love the phrasing, the resignation, the langour, the smokiness, the restraint, the hint of nasality. The way it recalls a handful of my favourite North American female voices of the last half-century, London, O'Hara, Harry, Holiday, Berry... The way, on headphones late at night, with the traffic outside briefly containing itself, I can crawl inside the envelope of the voice, and look out through it.
I won't argue that it's not necessarily a Merritt classic, but graced with such a delicious voice, it's a sublime episode amid a mediocre (and occasionally ill-conceived) record.
Having said all that, as with everything on "Hyacinths...", I'd still love to hear SM do it himself.
― Michael Jones, Tuesday, 12 September 2000 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― a pinefox, Wednesday, 13 September 2000 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Michael Jones, Thursday, 14 September 2000 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)