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Van
Morrison: Down the Road
Universal, 2002
Rating: 4.2
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Posted: May 27,
2002
By
Laurence Station
The danger of making a reflective or retrospective album is that an
artist will come across as living in the past to the point of negating his
own future. Rarely do such efforts pay off, either as attempts to recapture
lost magic or effectively pay tribute to an artist's career highlights.
Down the Road, Van Morrison's 33rd release, manages to pull off the
tricky proposition of reflecting upon the music he grew up with while also
offering up a strong set of fresh compositions that prove he's hardly ready
to be put out to pasture.
The two clearest examples that Down the Road transcends merely
recycling Morrison's record collection and enormous back catalog are Hoagy
Carmichael's "Georgia on my Mind" (the album's sole cover) and Acker Bilk's
"Evening Shadows" (its lone collaborative effort). On the former, Morrison
informs the standard with such a deep sense of longing that when he bleats
the line "No peace! No peace! No peace I find," he infuses the words with a
refreshingly vital, gripping sense of urgency. On "Evening Shadows,"
Morrison adds his own complimentary lyrics to the popular instrumental,
further highlighted by a clarinet solo by Bilk himself. It's just such a
passionate approach that prevents this backwards-reaching album from seeming
stale or cripplingly self-referential.
The opening title track serves as a statement of purpose, setting the
tone for what follows -- Morrison's most consistent set of songs since 1979's
subtly brilliant Into the Music. Clearly, the burden of being
regarded as a living legend, so that the pressure to top oneself becomes near
impossible, is a dilemma Morrison has spent some time pondering. But rather
than trying to change with the time (imagine Morrison doing a duet with Fred
Durst), Van the Man embraces his heritage, electing to celebrate the
spiritual and terrestrial joy it's brought him through the years. His desire
to feed his "lonesome homesick jones" with the music of his youth carries no
hint of being out of touch; rather, it's a confident declaration, a yearning
for the music that matters most to the man and has clearly inspired the
artist.
The tender "Steal My Heart Away" proves to be Morrison's best ballad
since "Have I Told You Lately," from 1989's Avalon Sunset. "Hey Mr.
DJ" finds Morrison requesting a song he knows, smartly leading into the
bluesy, rockin' "Talk is Cheap." "Choppin' Wood" offers up a classic
character sketch of an itinerant Irishman who moves back home to Belfast
after things don't pan out stateside. Lee Goodall's saxophone work proves
especially effective, conveying a sense of lost momentum in a man who keeps
plugging away despite a life of unrealized potential.
Down the Road's greatest strength comes from its center trio of
songs, the questing "What Makes The Irish Heart Beat," the catchy, playful,
alto sax-lead "All Work and No Play," and the fiery, confrontational
"Whatever Happened to PJ Proby?" wherein Morrison sums up his feelings on
the current state of music: "There's nothing to relate to anymore/Unless you
want to be mediocre." While that line might be a bit harsh (especially if
he's talking about more than the standard bought-and-paid-for Top 40
format), it remains consistent with his overall theme.
A few subpar tracks -- the bland "The Beauty of the Days Gone By" and the
lyrically flat "Meet Me in the Indian Summer" -- are minor offenses to an
album that ranks amongst Morrison's finest. For an artist who can boast of
two bona-fide masterworks (1968's Astral Weeks and 1970's
Moondance), Morrison proves with Down the Road that he might
still be heavily influenced by his most fertile period, but has certainly
not allowed it to bury him alive.


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