Guided by Voices
Isolation Drills
Here's the main worry: that Robert Ellsworth "Bob" Pollard, Jr.--for
about fifteen years now, the leader/lead singer/songwriter of Dayton Ohio-based
Guided By Voices--having delivered the most personal, intense, smart,
sad, and powerful record of his long and lustrous career, will be accused
of having "matured." Sure, Isolation Drills is some kind of milestone:
a non-streamlined but nevertheless Big-Rock-sounding bruiser, fitted with
strings and organs and piano where appropriate, stripped raw & practically
bleeding in most other places (please remove nice sweaters and/or other
easily stainable garments before listening), motored/anchored by a genuine
touring unit for the first time in GBV history (extended touring, anyway--these
guys were on the road together for like a year). But it's no more mature
than those guys down the hall from you who just started a band last month,
some of whom don't even shave yet.
Put it down to the preservative qualities of long-time beer immersion,
or the isolating effects of living in Dayton, or maybe the lingering memory
of his fifteen years teaching fourth grade. / Whatever the cause, Pollard's
instincts re: songwriting remain wonderfully basic and un-self-conscious.
Childlike, you'd almost say, even. Like the sandbox musings of a genius
kid. (Is it a coincidence that maybe the worst album of the band's career
is called Sandbox? No!) How else to explain the uncensored outpouring
of Pollard's musical soul over the span of years--nicely documented by
this year's staggering limited edition Suitcase box? The problem with
much of this output for the general listening public (assuming such a
thing even exists) has always been the bugbear of lo-fidelity, a bugbear
wrestled manfully to the ground with the help of former Cars guy Ric Ocasek
on last year's Do The Collapse, which brought Guided By Voices to a whole
new level of semi-celebrity. Famous People were sometimes spotted at GBV
shows in New York and Los Angeles. Pollard even put a fence around his
house.
Isolation Drills is a whole other deal, though. You'll see this right
off the bat, with the song titles: "Privately," "Run Wild," "Fine To See
You," "Unspirited." What? No "Delicious Squid Paint Set"? No "Blazing
Moon Kids"? The lyrics, too, often have recognizable ways and means, which
is not to say that you'll "get" these songs any more than you've "gotten"
Guided By - Voices in the past. But you should, unless you're dense. Are
you dense?
Don't think, either, that because the lyrics make more "sense" this
time you ought to try asking what the songs are about, in specific terms.
After all, they're about what Guided By Voices songs have always been
about: love and loss (think back to "Exit Flagger", or "Drinkers Peace",
or even "She Wants To Know" from the long-lost Forever Since Breakfast
EP) and every kind of thwarted escape. "The songs deal more with people
and relationships than ever before," says. Bob. "Which has 'to do just
with what's been going on in my life. I've been in a more serious mood,
so this is a much more serious record than usual." He also reckons Isolation
Drills the "prettiest" GBV album in some time, at least since 1996's Under
The Bushes Under The Stars, l which was a very pretty record. (Not just
the cover, either, which was also pretty. Right.)
Words can only take you so far, anyway, as demonstrated on "How's My
Drinking?", one of the most profoundly depressing songs ever written.
As the last line of the song, "I won't change," fades into the guitar-scarred
murk, Pollard launches into a melancholy wordless plaint that fights for
space with the swell of some kind of organ (courtesy Elliott Smith, noted
Gloomy Gus), and eventually loses or gives up. The "church bells" of "How's
My Drinking?" then collide with the unnamed subject of "The Brides Have
Hit Glass," near the end of Side 2 (Bob insists on organizing his album
sequences into sides, as if everyone still bought vinyl and the energy
crisis were in full swing) where Pollard makes a pretty obviously vain
attempt to "hang on to my shrinking paradise," before letting go again
on "Fine To See You," (another one of the most profoundly depressing songs
ever written) where he makes the brilliantly ambiguous claim that "there's
nowhere to go but up," accompanied by plangent piano tinkling courtesy
one Tobin Sprout, legendary ex-Guided By Voices member and photo-realist
painter.
Okay, now let's talk about guitar sounds. Chief GBV axe man Doug Gillard
needs no boostering from us: he's widely esteemed as one of the best in
the "biz," and proves that in spades on Isolation Drills by expanding
the textural palette he first introduced on Do The Collapse--largely trading
in the solo pyrotechnics of that album for a broader range of tonal colors.
On "Twilight Campfighter," among others, he shows us a little Honeyman-Scott-era
Pretenders, and elsewhere flirts with Wire-esqe voicings and even some
vintage New Wave chorused jangle. Buttressed by Nate Farley's sturdy rhythm
playing, Jim MacPherson's adroit, muscular sticksmanship (sadly: his perfonnance
on Isolation Drills represents his GBV swansong; happily: his replacement,
Jon McCann from Canadian band The American Flag, has already proven himself
a tubmaster of equal skill, and is to boot a handsome devil), and Tim
Tobias' surprisingly elastic, almost Entwistle-quality bass work, Guided
By Voices has literally never sounded better--thanks in no small part
to the unobtrusive recording tactics of producer Rob Schnapf (previously
noted for his work with Foo Fighters, Elliott Smith, Beck, etc.).
"The performances were better this time around because we were able
to drink," claims Pollard, who remembers with some chagrin the dry-by-mandate
Ocasek sessions. He might as well add, but won't because he's too damn
humble by half, that his singing on Isolation Drills is the best he's
ever committed to tape, and that "Glad Girls" and "Chasing Heather Crazy"
are maybe the catchiest songs he's ever written.
But whatever. That's not his job, that's our job, and there, we've gone
and done it. Now go do yours and listen to the record.
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contact Jason Consoli at TVT Records for more info, 212.979.6410,
jason@tvtrecords.com
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