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The Music Spectrum Notebook Series digs into my handwritten notes and reviews on older releases still getting my attention.

2008’s The Spirit, the Water, and the Blood from Ryan Delmore still commands a lot of attention in my CD player. Playing blue-infected, rootsy Americana rock, Delmore delivers worship music for those of us who are usually not all that interested in praise and worship music. It would take a unique blend of musicians to pull off playing these tunes, but even if you can’t replicate Delmore & Co.’s songs in your church, the disc is well worth letting spin in your player and transform your way of imagining what worship music can be.

Delmore’s voice crackles with a country blues singer-songwriter feel while Marc Ford’s electric guitar and Larry Schubert’s pedal steel punctuate the songs with aural Spirit-inspiration. Mark Folkrod’s drums help keep things on the back foot, tapping out that laid back backbeat (“Sing Like Mary Sang”).

“Provide for Me” rings with the strains of Psalm 121 through the country blues of a John Hiatt song. There’s an AltCountry, Son Volt stance to “Jesus’ Name.” Elsewhere, the ballads grow from a mumble, a dusty, dark barn, a flickering candle while you’re alone in prayer.

Ryan Delmore
Roots Worship
Varietal Records

My wife and I recently had occasion to drive from our home north of Chicago to a small town in Nebraska for a conference being held at a retreat center there. The last hour of the drive was along a two-lane highway with a few small towns to slow you down a bit. As we drove, the Farewell Drifters’ Yellow Tag Mondays kept us company, urging us forward on our adventure and retreat even as they sing about rolling down the window and finding every side road (“Love We Left Behind”).

Playing a laid-back, new bluegrass, the acoustic instrumentation rocked the car gently past the prairies, the Kum & Go stations, and the grain elevators. The band’s five voices join in harmonies that rose up to meet the Union Pacific trains running alongside U.S. Highway 30. The band’s songs tell tales that work like old radio shows that take into another world, your imagination traveling across the airwaves (especially on songs like “Sunnyside Drive”).

The instrumentation definitely matches bluegrass with its lack of percussion and comprising of guitar, mandolin, fiddle, upright bass, and banjo. However, the songs gently echo pop songs with their sing-a-long quality and bounce, such as on “All We Need.” Of course, “Virginia Bell” kicks up its feet for a barnstorming, bluegrass stomp. The instrumental “I’ve Got Your Heart in My Hand, and I’m Gonna Squeeze” works like the more bluegrass side of Solas and meets the road as it speeds back out of a small town and onto the open highway.

The Farewell Drifters
Thirty Tigers

Sure, on the opening track, “Pretty Boy,” there’s a bit of an 80’s progression through major chords sound, but overall, Luke Wesley’s Because We Never Talk About It sounds like Bruce Hornsby with John Wesley Harding’s humor. Wesley jams out on the piano with a jazz-influenced rock reminiscent of Hornsby’s overall work (sans “The Way It Is”). It’s accessible rock ‘n’ roll filled with jammed out piano lines and Hornsby’s inviting kind of voice. On the chorus of “Suburbia,” you can imagine Wesley banging on that Rhodes like Jamie Cullum’s intensity. Then on “Here is Your Ballad” (which is anything but a ballad) and “Sorry I’m Not Hotter,” there’s the humor-as-defense-mechanism so well-played by Harding. Wesley is supported by a great band especially the urgent drums of Dave Burnett.

Luke Wesley
Engine Room Recordings

The AcornThe atmospheric banjo leads toward these warm piano chords before the song really picks up. These are the opening strains of the Acorn’s No Ghost as “Cobbled from Dust” leads off an album which shares a lot with Southerly. It’s an ethereal AltFolk—rich, enveloping, and with just enough groove to leave you leaning forward in your seat as you wait for the song to develop to that point.

“Restoration” clicks along with an AltCountry lilt. Similar to Justin Beckler’s blues-drenched folk, “I Made the Law” comes out of a country blues corner while the electric guitar charges forward with great crashes. You might expect a song named “Bobcat Goldwraith” to be a throw away, but it actually has a tender guitar line, an inspiring tom tom rhythm, an anthemic chorus, and a drum circle-like feel.

Southerly: Champion of the Noisy Negativist EP
Speaking of Southerly, earlier in 2010 Krist Krueger’s project released Champion of the Noisy Negativist, a 5-song instrumental EP. Haunting as it starts with “Trials,” the EP then turns melancholic with the title track. “Repercussions” vamps on Krueger’s piano with its hopeful strains amid drum machine static. While not created in the cut-and-paste sound sample way of Decomposure, there’s a way in which these songs are crafted with the same looping feel.

The Acorn
Bella Union
Southerly
Self Group

The party band of eclectic soul-funk vamp walks into the place, and perhaps you’re ready to think that there’s not much substance in their rap. Are the Constellations just another band walking on good times without a way to connect to something deeper than “fist fights, late nights, and rock and roll shows”? The track, “Love is a Murder,” from Southern Gothic is certainly worth another look, because the actual lyrics don’t point so much to the “fist fights, late nights, and rock and roll shows” as the problem. The problem is love.

Love will leave you broken hearted with a hole in your chest
Like you’ve been shot-gunned down and left for dead.

Which brings us to the R&B-like chorus that sways its way into a biblical turn of phrase and leaves you wondering if we’re talking about something more than the Constellations’ normal stuff of chasing devil’s music and whiskey.

if you really want to live
you gotta be ready to die
every single love is a murder
you gotta commit to survive

Jesus didn’t call it murder, but He did say that anyone who wants to live must die. Jesus didn’t call murder love, but He did say that one must set aside your own hopes and desires in order to serve others, in order to love others as you love yourself.

So what are the Constellations saying? I’m not sure if it is the Gospel or if its just the Gospel twisted. Certainly there’s plenty of pain in this vision, pain that I’m not sure Jesus intended, as the Constellations say:

along your path, feel the wrath of the reaper; he will kill you and laugh
and when it’s all over with a smile on your face,
wipe the blood from your wounds and give it a taste
.

So we’ve got the Grim Reaper stepping up to bring pain through love. In fact, the song almost implies that love carries this pain with it like poison. And yes, even followers of Jesus admit that with love comes the pains of this world, the pains brought on by the fact that love goes contrary to the selfishness that is pre-programmed in our brains. But love ain’t poison. I know that for certain. God’s love, true love, does not come with poison on its arrow tip.

So the song reveals a Scriptural truth in that in order to live you must be prepared to die—die to self, die to sin, die to this world, die to selfishness. And then we are made alive again in Christ—alive for eternity, alive to love, alive to truth, alive to righteousness.

Is love a murder? I’m not sure about what the Constellations mean by that as they groove out on some R&B, rapping, soul-funk jams, but hey, at least they started the conversation. The conversation goes the wrong way in plenty of places on Southern Gothic, so please be aware. This ain’t a Gospel record. But “Love is a Murder” is a common ground which cries out for more discussion.

The Constellations
Virgin Records

Something about the introductory track of the Chemical Brothers’ Further set me on a course of trying to see if the album would work as the grand liturgy of an Electronica-fueled Christian worship service. As absurd as the experiment might be, with its imaginary setting of a Gothic cathedral drenched in flashing lights, emptied of pews, and packed with dancing worshippers, I listened intently to the latest from the Chemical Brothers, an album that for the most part does not call upon outside assistance. Therefore, the album seamlessly tracks from movement to movement, making it ideal for such a worshipful experience. To a point.

Borrowing lyrics from Jackie Wilson’s “(Your Love Keeps Lifting Me) Higher And Higher,” the album opens with “Snow” on which guest singer Stephanie Dosen uses a chant-like bell voice to sing, “Your love keeps lifting me/Lifting me higher.” Working to introduce the worship service, drawing people together as they assemble, the lyric would work well with the pastor also speaking the words of the Invocation: “In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.” God draws us into assembly, more than that, draws us into His family, His Name, and indeed, His love keeps lifting us higher.

“Snow” falls out into “Fly Like an Eagle”-like atmospheric keys and then falls into track 2 “Escape Velocity”‘s opening hints of the Who. “Escape Velocity” then takes off as the title implies and becomes an 11-plus minute opening hymn of dance. The Christian liturgy celebrates at the opening of a worship service, celebrates that God Himself is present, that He brings His Word and sacraments to the people, and that there is once again a time for the people to recall His promises of life and salvation in Jesus Christ. Let the dancers fill the cathedral with movement in this electronic liturgy.

“Escape Velocity” then drifts off to leave the worshippers with “Another World,” an ethereal treatment for the part of the service that brings us to Confession and Absolution. Confession, where the congregation admits their sinfulness before God and pleads for His forgiveness, ties in with the track’s lyrics, “Another world surrounds me/Another heart will forgive.” Ethereal specters fly through the air, but nothing that the pastor’s voice cannot break through with the clear Absolution, the announcement that through Jesus Christ our sins have truly been absolved, forgiven. The track’s bombastic middle section acts as a proclamation of victory over sin, death, and the devil.

After this, the Electronic Liturgy experiment just about dissolves on the fourth track, “Dissolve,” because its brief lyrics about Caroline do not fit in with the liturgy. However, this should not deter one from using its marching band-like intensity and Je Suis France-like beat of its first four minutes as that Hymn of Praise which follows the announcement of Absolution.

Then things do dissolve on track 5: the impressively driving dance track, “Horse Power,” which races its engines but whose whinnying samples of a horse creep a little too much strongly for it to work within the cathedral. The rest of the album has its moments, but the Electronic Liturgy experiment has already come to a close.

Therefore, it was a short-lived experiment, but a different lens through which to view Further which lacks the punch of earlier albums, such as Push the Button.

The Chemical Brothers
Astralwerks

Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers are talking about the Southern portion of U.S. 41, but the bluesy testimony to the asphalt ribbon still arrived this summer appropriately enough for me personally. I have accepted a call to be pastor of Bethel Lutheran Church in Gurnee, Illinois. Where we live now in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, is only a few miles from a northern portion of U.S. 41, and when we move, we’ll still be just a few miles from Petty’s highway of lore. It’s as if they wrote a song for our move that basically follows 41 south for 55 miles.

Of course after the U.S. 41 connection, Petty’s song loses all other similarity to us. It’s a song of antebellum, share-cropping, workin’, muddlin’ through blues. In fact, that’s what makes Mojo a great album–the way Petty and gang delve into Southern swamp blues rock. It isn’t authentic blues throughout, but it sure rings true on the backs of some strong grooves and blistering guitar work.

Meanwhile, Music Spectrum will take a short break and be back in September after we get settled. A band would invite you to the merch table during the break in their set. Since Music Spectrum doesn’t have a merch table, I’ll just invite you to drop an email or check out the Facebook page. Love to hear from you. God bless you on U.S. 41 or whatever road you’re on.

Tom Petty

This album will be released on September 7.

The AcornThe atmospheric banjo leads toward these warm piano chords before the song really picks up. These are the opening strains of the Acorn’s No Ghost as “Cobbled from Dust” leads off an album which shares a lot with Southerly. It’s an ethereal AltFolk—rich, enveloping, and with just enough groove to leave you leaning forward in your seat as you wait for the song to develop to that point.

“Restoration” clicks along with an AltCountry lilt. Similar to Justin Beckler’s blues-drenched folk, “I Made the Law” comes out of a country blues corner while the electric guitar charges forward with great crashes. You might expect a song named “Bobcat Goldwraith” to be a throw away, but it actually has a tender guitar line, an inspiring tom tom rhythm, an anthemic chorus, and a drum circle-like feel.

Southerly: Champion of the Noisy Negativist EP
Speaking of Southerly, earlier in 2010 Krist Krueger’s project released Champion of the Noisy Negativist, a 5-song instrumental EP. Haunting as it starts with “Trials,” the EP then turns melancholic with the title track. “Repercussions” vamps on Krueger’s piano with its hopeful strains amid drum machine static. While not created in the cut-and-paste sound sample way of Decomposure, there’s a way in which these songs are crafted with the same looping feel.

The Acorn
Bella Union
Southerly
Self Group

My Cousin, The EmperorAnticipating the release of two EPs this fall, here’s a look at My Cousin, The Emperor.

Listen for the city influence on My Cousin, The Emperor’s A Long Way From Home. Because although they are clearly a New Bluegrass band, coming out of Brooklyn, the city influence is there. Besides the addition of drums which isn’t true bluegrass, the city influence on “A Long Way from Home” comes with the electric guitar solo which comes in two minutes into the album, rips off a good piece of bluesy rock, and then fades into the background. On “Broken Bottle Blues No. 2,” the city influences the jumped-up rockabilly feel even as the song sings about Chicago. It also has this great smattering of plinking, barroom piano. “Justine” has a funky guitar vibe that swings the tune into town. There’s a 50’s rock feel to “When You Walk By.” The album closes with a rocking two-step “Regalo La Flor.” Definitely all worth a listen even before the new music shows up this fall.

My Cousin, The Emperor

These United StatesThese United States blew me away with their set at St. Louis’ Twangfest in Blueberry Hill’s Duck Room. Their jam twang is built on drums that are harder than you’d expect from twang. Each song built to the next, building in this intensely, bluesy rock twang.

Sounding like an even more country-leaning version of the Antiques, it’s a jam band approach to twang, as the song spiral, groove, and call upon everyone to add to the vamp. They can take also take a Replacements approach to country rock.

Jesse Elliot sings and plays his guitar like the Old 97’s Rhett Miller—gesturing with his hands in between strums while pogoing all around the stage. Plus he has Roger Clyne’s way of inviting the crowd into the song.

I’m not sure that These United States have quite captured this sound on their recorded output, although if you turn it up real loud, you start to get the idea. But don’t let that stop you from going to see them live. They will draw you into their rockin’ twang and leave you wishing there was more. As Elliot sings on “Night & the Revolution,” “If you’ve got the inclination/I’ve got the dancing shoes.”

These United States