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JazzTimes MARCH 2015 - by Michael J. West
DAVID BOWIE: BLACKSTAR
Two days after Blackstar dropped, the world learned with shock that it would be David Bowie's final recording. The sixty-nine-year-old legendary musical chameleon passed away from cancer on January 10. He ended his career in the last place the world ever expected to find him: in front of a jazz quintet.
But that's all too appropriate; Bowies career path was littered with the last places the world ever expected to find him. The gender-bending Ziggy Stardust yielded to the chilly soul of the Thin White Duke; his '80s dance-pop preceded Tin Machine's shredding guitars. Bowie's choice to collaborate on the harrowing, mesmerising Blackstar with the Donny McCaslin Quartet (saxophonist/flutist McCaslin, keyboardist Jason Lindner, bassist Tim Lefebvre, drummer Mark Guiliana) and guitarist Ben Monder represents one more colour in an already enormous palette.
But if it implied that Bowie's twenty-fifth studio album would take a markedly jazzy turn, then jazz fans were sold a bill of goods. That period may have begun and ended with Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime), his seven-minute-plus 2014 single with the Maria Schneider Orchestra (on which McCaslin took an extended solo). Sue reappears on Blackstar in another version, cut to less than five minutes and stripped of the sonorities and delicate harmonies for the sake of aggressive guitar and drum lines - if anything, it compares to Bowie's 1995 industrial project, Outside.
This version of Sue signifies the rule on Blackstar, not the exception. Guiliana, for example, plays virtuoso figures on Blackstar and 'Tis A Pity She Was A Whore as well as Sue - but only one such figure on each, repeated with drum-machine precision. Monder and Lefebvre establish a rhythmic vamp on Lazarus that's straight out of goth-rock, the guitar mutating into noisy slashes for the fills. Dollar Day, with its acoustic piano and guitar and warm sax obbligato, harkens back to 1970s singer-songwriter-ism. Only 'Tis a Pity and I Can't Give Everything Away touch on jazz in any meaningful or discernible sense, both setting deft harmonic colours against hard funk grooves and setting McCaslin deliciously loose on tenor. (On McCaslin's closing 'Tis a Pity solo, Bowie shouts "Whoo!" into the breaks.)
All that said, no album can be judged for what it isn't. If Bowie pulls McCaslin et al. into his orbit rather than vice versa, what does that orbit entail? Plenty of darkness, for starters. Heavy moods and abrasive textures abound, as do motifs of violence, death and nihilism, imbued with new significance following Bowie's passing. Monder's guitar rarely sounds without the hostile snarl that marks this version of Sue, and Guiliana emphasises the pound of his drum attack. It's also a highly literate album, referencing the Bible (Lazarus), English renaissance drama ('Tis a Pity) and perhaps astrophysics (Blackstar). Yet the lyrics, maintaining an odd balance between floridity ("With blackout hearts, with flowered muse") and colloquialism ("Where the fuck did Monday go?") are - as ever - oblique throughout. As if to drive this point home, Bowie writes the lyrics to the incantatory Girl Loves Me in Nadsat, the lingo/dialect of Anthony Burgess' A Clockwork Orange, with a dash of African-American slang ("Real bad dizzy snatch making all the homies mad"). When the atmosphere does lighten, as in the middle section of Blackstar, it slowly allows the bleakness to subsume it again.
And yet Blackstar s noir-ish opacity doesn't repel the ear; the intrigue ensnares it. Sue is a story of betrayal and murder, but which came first? If Blackstar is (as McCaslin has indicated) about the rise of ISIS, how does that relate to a solitary candle in a Norwegian village? While his voice retains its suppleness and power, an edge of coarseness has crept in, lending pathos to his delivery on every tune. (And again, newly significant.) Blackstar might be neither jazzy nor accessible, but it's impossible to turn away from.