BOB DYLAN: SLOW TRAIN COMING (1979)
1) Gotta Serve Somebody; 2)
Precious Angel; 3) I Believe In You; 4) Slow Train; 5) Gonna Change My Way Of
Thinking; 6) Do Right To Me Baby (Do Unto Others); 7) When You Gonna Wake Up;
8) Man Gave Names To All The Animals; 9) When He Returns.
Truly and verily the match between Bob Dylan
and Mark Knopfler must have been made in Heaven, even though Mark did find it
somewhat embarrassing when he discovered that he had been recruited to play on
a bona fide Christian rock album. So
was Jerry Wexler, for that matter, who produced the album, all the while having
to fight back Dylan's incessant proselytizing. According to Bob's own
confession, he had seen the light after Jesus himself visited the old sinner in
his sleep — and judging by objective evidence at least, Bob's conversion must
have been quite sincere, since it involved schooling, training, and missionary
activity. The fact that he dropped all of his secular material from the concert
setlists is, in comparison, not such good evidence, since this could be ascribed
primarily to the man's general fondness for controversy and prankishness; but on
the whole, his entire life during those three strange years seems to have indeed
been dominated by J. C. and his teachings.
As a rule, the term «Christian rock» does not
stimulate too many positive emotions among people with «good taste», so to
speak — which is really due not so much to the fact that a practising Christian
may not have good taste (he certainly
may) as to the fact that the term has largely been privatized by scores of
dull, talentless artists who seem to think that any music is all right as long as it explicitly glorifies Jesus,
the Church, and the Christian life. From which, of course, it does not
logically follow that any music that
glorifies Jesus is automatically bad — nor is the very fact of singing praise
for the Christian lifestyle by itself worth condemnation, because, well, on the
whole this is just another way of singing about the battle between good and
evil, right?
Which means that I cannot side with John
Lennon's famous fury when he heard ʽGotta Serve Somebodyʼ and it pissed him off
so much that he could not resist the temptation of writing an unofficial
response (the furious and melodically awful ʽServe Yourselfʼ; fortunately, he
had the good commercial sense not to polish
it for inclusion on Double Fantasy).
If you take the song on its own value, out of the general Jesus context, its
only message is a simple one — whatever you do, and no matter how complicated
life seems to be, there will always be a black-and-white perspective to it as
well, and your very existence in this world will force you to choose one side
over the other. Put it that way, and it's not too different from the naïve philosophies
of John and Yoko themselves, the way they were practised and propagated in the
era of «Bagism».
Indeed, of all the three albums of Bob's
«Christian» period, Slow Train Coming
is the least driven by ritual and formula — only about half of the songs deal
directly with Jesus and the «born again» thing — and, more importantly, much of
it is about the music, not about the words. With Wexler in the producer's seat,
the album has a strong Muscle Shoals atmosphere about it, replacing the «big
band» sound of Street Legal with a
tougher, more stripped and economic, but still dense 1970s R&B atmosphere, which
Knopfler then personalizes with his shrill-and-somber Glasgow blues guitar tone.
The atmosphere, however, is anything but
celebratory: Dylan does not glorify or praise so much as condemn, and that's
some mighty fine condemning, I must say.
Christian rock or not, ʽSlow Trainʼ is one of
Bob's greatest songs of the 1970s, if not ever
— an inspiring combination of critical lyrics, sincerely angered vocal
delivery, viciously lashing licks from Knopfler, and perfectly placed backing
vocals: each of the "...there's a slow... slow train coming... up around
the bend" choruses really does create the illusion of an approaching train
(okay, so it passes you by and fades away in the distance with each chorus, so
that after a while it gets a little repetitive, but the arrangement compensates
for that by gradually adding extra layers of brass and keyboards). Bob's way
with words is quite impressive as well — the fire-and-brimstone thing never
gets old if you populate it with new imagery, such as backwards girls from Alabama,
«masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition» (the last time we heard
of «masters» was on ʽMasters Of Warʼ, and this might be the first time since
then that the old preacher from Hibbing comes out with so much direct
thrashing). Plus, as of 2013, the thrashing seems to be ever and ever more
relevant than it was in 1979 ("they talk about a life of brotherly love,
show me someone who knows how to live it") — although my favorite quote
still comes from ʽWhen You Gonna Wake Upʼ ("they tell you ʽtime is moneyʼ
as if your life was worth its weight in gold"). This sort of preaching is
quite all right with me, you know.
On the whole, he may have broken up with his
fanbase, but Slow Train Coming is a
typical — and typically good — Dylan album all the way. Long, verbose songs,
with repetitive, but hooky choruses: whatever one might say, the transition
from slow shuffly tempo verse to sped-up boogie chorus on ʽWhen You Gonna Wake
Upʼ gets me every time (a good word must be put in for Dire Straits drummer
Pick Withers), and the brass groove of ʽGonna Change My Way Of Thinkingʼ
(which, come to think of it, borrows a part from ʽSunshine Of Your Loveʼ) is
powerful and makes good use of its stop-and-start structure. Oh, and there is
even some lightweight humor in the picture — ʽMan Gave Names To All The
Animalsʼ is really one for the kiddos (you'd hardly expect a reasonable
grown-up to feel happy about filling in that last line, which also gets you
a-thinkin': what, suppose Adam did not
notice the snake and give it its name, maybe things would have turned out quite
different?..).
In any case, there may be no doubt about it: Slow Train Coming did rejuvenate Dylan
and pull him out, if only temporarily, of the personal crisis so
masochistically displayed on Street
Legal. The solution may seem too crude, too simple, too undeserving of someone
who used to take pride in out-of-the-ordinary sophistication, but it seems
that, at the time, a crude, simple solution was exactly the kind of solution
that the doctor ordered — and as long as it did not interfere with Dylan's strengths
and values as a musician, there was no problem.
Well, come to think of it, there may have been signs of a problem: songs like ʽWhen He
Returnsʼ really show Bob drifting towards formulaic spiritual mush, and on the
whole, Slow Train succeeds much
better when he is condemning violators of brotherly love than when he is trying
to spread brotherly love as such. Want it or not, Dylan's most personal and beloved
God is the God of Vengeance, not the God of Compassion, and this is why ʽGotta
Serve Somebodyʼ and ʽSlow Trainʼ have a strong chance of being remembered when
stuff like ʽPrecious Angelʼ and ʽI Believe In Youʼ is long forgotten. Fortunately,
it is these songs that set the
overall tone for the entire album — along with Knopfler, still at the peak of
his «inner punk flame» period — and guarantee it an assured thumbs up.
Fun fact: Nick Cave himself has gone on record proclaiming Slow Train to be his favorite Dylan album (of all time, no less!),
and even if it is hard to believe the sincerity of this statement, I can
certainly understand his motivation. At the very least, this may have earned
the album a bunch of extra listeners — pretty strong publicity.
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Even the songs that seem to be about forgiveness and mercy have a running theme of Bob being condemned by the unbelievers.
ReplyDeleteOne reviewer once aptly noted that on the evidence of this album, being 'born again' (California-creed style) must be an utterly miserable experience. Rarely has Dylan -- not exactly the poster-child for smiling joy -- seemed so spiteful, so unhappy, so humorless, so negative. In short, everything that made him the most enviable songwriter of the 1962-1976 period is pensioned off (minus a few decent melodies), and we're left with a whiny vocalist whinging about being saved while sounding like he's ready to put a gun to his own head. "Gotta Serve Somebody" is embarrassing in the extreme. Utter crap.
ReplyDeleteOne reviewer once aptly noted that on the evidence of this album, being 'born again' (California-creed style) must be an utterly miserable experience. Rarely has Dylan -- not exactly the poster-child for smiling joy -- seemed so spiteful, so unhappy, so humorless, so negative. In short, everything that made him the most enviable songwriter of the 1962-1976 period is pensioned off (minus a few decent melodies), and we're left with a whiny vocalist whinging about being saved while sounding like he's ready to put a gun to his own head. "Gotta Serve Somebody" is embarrassing in the extreme. Utter crap.
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