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Split Loyalties
Electric Eden, Rob Young (664pp,
£17.99, Faber)
Acoustic Territories, Brandon
Labelle (276pp, £14.99, Continuum)
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Let me make it clear that both of these books are highly
enjoyable and informative reads. Rob YoungÕs has had me hunting out a number
of great albums and artists previously unknown to me, whilst Brandon
LabelleÕs has challenged me to think about sound and listening in interesting
new ways. Having said that, I think both books try to do too many things, and
suffer because of that.
Electric Eden is subtitled ŌUnearthing
BritainÕs Visionary MusicÕ, which in the main Young has taken to mean ideas
of rural utopias filtered through folk and its electric offspring. In fact,
the bulk of this book is a history of folk music and the experimental hybrids
formed when folk collided with pop and rock. Young is particularly good at
digging up obscure names with tenuous connections to other obscure names,
less convincing when discussing well-known artists such as John Martyn and
Nick Drake. This might, of course, simply be over-exposure to them; but the
same could be said about the likes of Bob Pegg and Mr. Fox, whose work I know
well. But here, Young seems fresher-eared and offers new contexts; I also
learnt Pegg had written two books, which courtesy of Amazon are now on my
shelf.
ItÕs not just me being grumpy about Martyn and Drake Š both are artists whose
music I like, itÕs just that, for instance, Bill FayÕs quasi-religious
keening and Shelagh McDonaldÕs Stargazer album are far more pertinent to YoungÕs idea of the visionary which
he pursues.
IÕm interested and informed, entertained and educated by this volume, but the
final part of the book is both a let down and a signpost to what might have
been. As folk rock and the art of singer-songwriters expires in the early
80s, Young makes a strange, intuitive jump to Kate Bush, Talk Talk, David
Sylvian and Julian Cope. These obviously fit with the idea of electric
visionaries, but itÕs a strange leap from electric folk to themÉ ItÕs here I think Young needed to go
back and decide if he was following through the idea of folk music [whatever
he decided that is/was], which might perhaps lead through the acoustic punk
of The Pogues and the Levellers to the post-punk of The Raincoasts and on to the
gnostic occult outpourings of Current 93; or if he was pursuing the idea of
visionary music, in which case I suspect heÕd have had to backtrack to
rewrite earlier chapters without focussing on folk so much, and then broaden
later chapters to include others as original and innovative as the four late
20th century artists he has selected. Actually, what we probably need is
simply volume 2! I for one would buy it.
As I said, this is a fantastic book, which IÕve enjoyed reading twice
straight through and dipping into again. Any book that leads me to a dozen
new albums is alright by me, and as a kind of hybrid of Michael BracewellÕs
wonderful volume on Albion and a personal take on 60s and 70s obscure folk
music it canÕt be beaten. As a tome on BritainÕs Visionary Music itÕs pretty
good, too.
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Brandon LabelleÕs book is very different. It considers the
way urban spaces shape and inform our hearing, and how we hear and/or listen
to the urban. Labelle takes umbrella topics such as ŌUndergroundÕ and
ŌStreetÕ for each chapter, and considers a number of observations, thoughts
and concepts within each. Along with the fact that I think at times the book
needs an editor to tidy up the writing, I think there is a problem: is this a
book of personal observation and response or an academic discourse? IÕm more
comfortable with it as the former, a volume rooted in LabelleÕs own
music/sound practice. A step back from trying to legitimise his ideas by
quotation and theoritical quotation would have resulted in a clearer, more
readable volume.
My opinions aside, however, this quirky, original and very personal book
reaches out to science, musicology, media studies, sociology and urban
studies as contexts for sound and our engagement and is a fascinating if at
times muddled read.
© Rupert
Loydell 2010
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