April 2, 2008

Prove It All Night

Some unusual things happened in Portland, Oregon on March 28. It snowed. Then the sun came out. Then it snowed again. And Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band played the Rose Garden. It was a Friday to remember.

Playing to a slightly less than capacity crown, and on the road in support of his rocking, serious-minded new album "Magic," Bruce and his band of brothers breathed fist-pumping energy into an incomparably great repertoire and blew away any apathetic shadow that might have loomed over the hearts of all assembled. Springsteen was in the house, and Portland was on its feet.

Though the well-paced, career-spanning setlist for the Rose Garden show followed roughly the same pattern as most shows of this second leg of the "Magic" trek (Born to Run's saxophone-heavy call to action "Night" as the opener, into "Radio Nowhere," etc.), it was clear that the framework Springsteen wanted consisted of the "Magic" material. Indeed, the new songs came off more powerfully than the obligatory favorites ("Born to Run," "Dancing in the Dark") and Bruce geek-appeasing deep cuts (a slightly tentative version of "For You").

Standing out among the recent material was the driving "Last to Die," both a no-nonsense elegy to the soldiers and foreign civilians dying daily overseas and an indictment of the leaders and politics whose mistakes have cost those lives. Several songs earlier, the haunting title cut of the new album found Bruce in stripped-down mode, with only fiddle player Soozie Tyrell accompanying him. With its sleight-of-hand message and words of resignation, "This is what will be," it proved one of the most telling and resonant moments of the 2 hour, 20-minute show.

Despite his seriousness and sense of artistic responsibility, the stage has never been a bully pulpit for Bruce; if anything, it's the ground floor for rock n' roll revival, and reverend Springsteen preached from the good songbook. The defiant "Prove It All Night" was a triumph, as were the joyous "She's the One" and the harmonica-seared, stomping-blues take on "Reason to Believe."

The entire performance was spectacular, with Bruce, Steven Van Zandt, Nils Lofgren, Gary Tallent, Clarence Clemons, Max Weinberg, Tyrell and Charlie Giordano (subbing for the cancer-stricken E-Streeter Danny Federici) anticipating each other's moves perfectly and giving their all to every number. While the show's cruising altitude was high throughout, two songs that were requested by audience signs jetted even higher into the stratosphere: the devastating slow-burner "Lost in the Flood" (in place of "The River" on the setlist) and the gorgeous, climactic "Jungleland," where Clemons' soaring and heart-rending sax solo alone was a testament to the incredible power of rock n' roll. By the time Bruce and the E Streeters closed with the uplifting Pete Seeger rave-up "American Land," the Rose Garden was pleasantly exhausted. Bruce? He was just getting started, it seemed.

April 1, 2008


Just streamed the new R.E.M album "Accelerate" today with some trepidation; all the critical hype around Michael Stipe and co.'s supposed "comeback album" really made my skepticism hackles go up. Though I rated "Up" as one of the 10 finest albums of its release year, "Reveal" and their last outing, "Around the Sun" did leave even the most fervent R.E.M. fans at least a little cold. Maybe a lot cold.

However, I'm exceptionally pleased (and not a little shocked) to say that the strident, rhythmic and melodic "Accelerate," song for song, indeed represents the Athens, GA's band return to form. It's inevitable on such an occasion as this to toss around the word "comeback" like a tennis ball, but I'd go so far to say that this is their "All That You Can't Leave Behind," the record that put U2 back in critical and commercial favor after the techno miscalculation of "Pop."

While some might say R.E.M. is going "back-to-basics" (yawn), it's not spin-doctoring to say that they surveyed their strengths, and channeled them to striking, cohesive effect on these new songs. Sure, there are echoes of vintage R.E.M.: the political finger pointing of "Document" and "Green"; the emotional lyricism of "Murmur" and "Life's Rich Pageant; the loud Peter Buck power chords from "Monster." However, "Accelerate" finds synergy amid its ingredients, and Stipe, Buck and bassist Mike Mills have finally become whole again in the post Bill Berry-era.

R.E.M., an undeniably huge and influential American rock institution, hasn't just accelerated; they've outrun the diminishing expectations their last three records have forced upon them. It's the end of their critical woes as we know it...