I can feel you creep into my private life
(4AD, *** stars)
Although much of I can feel you creep into my private life was written in 2016, the themes of the fourth Tune-Yards album seem very current in early 2018. Merrill Garbus, with bassist and coproducer Nate Brenner, interrogates the identity politics of race, gender, and country in clattering, rhythm-centric songs full of chanted slogans and fragmented syntax.
While not quite as joyous and hook-heavy as 2014’s Nikki Nack, I can feel you creep into my private life offers a similar sense of unbridled creativity, with hip-hop rhythms and funk bass lines juxtaposed with flashes of strings, soul-jazz electric piano and shouted backing vocals. “I asked myself, What should I do? / But all I know is white centrality,” Garbus enunciates deliberately, before her voice gradually builds towards hysterics on “ABC 123.” “I use my white woman’s voice to tell stories of my travels with African men,” she sings in “Colonizer.”
It’s a disruptive, loud album full of anxious energy. — Steve Klinge
Rifles and Rosary Beads
(In the Black **** stars)
For nearly five years, Mary Gauthier has been working with a Texas nonprofit called SongwritingWith:Soldiers, doing exactly what the name indicates. The result is the first great album of 2018.
As an Americana singer-songwriter, Gauthier has always had a terse, understated style that cuts to the bone, as exemplified by her best-known and most-covered song, “I Drink.” Here the recovering substance abuser puts those qualities to work, and summons her considerable empathy, as she crafts the stories of real veterans into 11 devastatingly frank and gut-wrenching songs.
“What saves you in the battle can kill you at home,” Gauthier observes in the slow-building opener, “Soldiering On.” That theme of combat’s lasting psychic wounds resurfaces throughout the set, and “The War After the War,” from a spouse’s perspective, shows that the soldier is not always the only casualty of war.
“Still on the Ride” and “Morphine 1-2” deal with survivor’s guilt, while “Brothers” highlights the struggles of women to be accepted as equals even as they fight alongside men: “What must I do to prove I’m a brother, too?” The finale, “Stronger Together,” provides a touch of uplift even as the song, like all the others here, confronts cold reality: “They say no man’s left behind, but that ain’t true.” — Nick Cristiano
The Bad Plus
Never Stop II
(LegbreaKer ***½ stars)
Since 1990, Minnesota’s most scientific threesome of progressive jazzbos, The Bad Plus, has been unified toward one goal: an angular, post post Bop version of math rock. Bad founders Reid Anderson (bass), Dave King (drums), and Ethan Iverson (piano) were brothers in askew rhythm and complex songsmithing, so much so that every element of their eccentric improvisation was driven by total instinct and intuition. So then any interruption of such — say, 2017’s departure of Iverson — could spell disaster, if not for the arrival of smart and soulful daredevil pianist Orrin Evans of Philadelphia.
Rather than replace Iverson, Evans — a Plus-pal with a solo career’s equal footing in the avant-garde and romantic melodicism — makes his own Bad mark, quickly, with his own brand of 88-key noise and nuance. Though he fits within the role of strident piano player on compositions such as Anderson’s throbbing “Salvages” and King’s haunting “Lean in the Archway,” Evans is truly a Bad comrade-in-arms when it comes to their compositional stakes. The sidesplitting “Boffadem” and the poignant “Commitment” with their passionate rests and busy, buoyant codas sound as much a part of Evans’ catalog as it does (or will) that of The Bad Plus going forward.
With that, Never Stop II is such a nice welcome to an old friend. — A.D. Amorosi