kitaj wrote:..I love playing devil's advocate!
as much as Sylvian has been my musical (and otherwise) cornerstone for some 20 years now, I've always find him extremely one-dimensional as a singer. no one disputes the beauty of his basic timbre, or even how he nails it emotionally with the simplicity of his delivery on many tracks - but why on earth he isn't interested in stretching his voice as he is stretching his musicality, is beyond me and a source of continuous 'fan'-frustration over the years.
I don't know if anyone remembers him going falsetto on the instrumental bridge of 'The Shining of Things' on the last tour. as I then heard it, I first didn't know what hit me, then I realised it was him singing. or think about the last, high-sung verse of 'Pocket Full of Change' - so pray tell me isn't it a pity he doesn't do such things more often.
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Yes, up to a point. Recently, I too have begun to find it a little unsatisfying that he is starting to sound exactly the same on everything. I also find his voice now a little too smooth and perfect (what worked on the original version of Ghosts was that his voice sounded raw, ugly and broken with pain, which is why the smooth, jazzy abomination that is the E&N version was a total misjudgment, in my opinion. Sometimes technical failings suit the message much better than technical skill.)
For ages I thought they'd brought in a guest vocalist on Pocket Full of Change! I've always thought, though, that rather than pushing forward with exploring the possibilities of his voice, what he's doing on that track is reverting to his natural voice - IMO he sounds more like his Adolescent Sex/Obscure Alternatives self on Pocket Full of Change thn on anything since Quiet Life.
This is a complete side issue, but has anyone noticed, for that matter, how much his speaking voice has changed over the years? He went from Beckenham barrow boy to mid-Atlantic, and now he's sounding more and more like Bamber Gascoigne with every passing day?
It sometimes strikes me as a little ironic that someone who preaches the gospel of being 100% emotionally honest and true to yourself in his music seems to have spent so much time studiously reinventing himself.
he also is a pretty bad vocal improviser - some impromptu(?) vocal stylings he does live make me cringe whenever I listen.
Sometimes when he does that he reminds me of Des O'Connor or Perry Como trying to jazz up Christmas carols! But I suppose the whole point of improvisation is that it's experimental and dangerous - if the possibility of it going awfuilly, embarrassingly wrong wasn't there, it wouldn't be so exciting and fortuitous when it did really work (which it does sometimes, even often). And I do like the way he takes old Japan stuff and makes it entirely unrecognisable live - there's something quite witty about the way he does it, even when it goes wrong.
one other gripe I have is his using the music mainly as a kind of psychological diary for his own states of mind (notwithstanding the recent attempts of social commentary on the Nine Horses material). Blemish I've loved so much, but what happens when you're not in that state of mind anymore? same goes for Dead Bees. there's got to be more to music than just recording your psychology. this gripe of mine is very recent, because his '80s work, especially with hind-hearing, showed some kind of naivety (well, shamans have been young too..), hope, and emotional ambition (possibly making up for life inexperience at that point), whereas in that respect I find the Nine Horses material really mawkish in places.
I also sense that his being kind of guided by his own psychology (and placing utmost importance on it) makes him turn 'bossy', and do things like take over what were originally joint projects; mostly his judgements turn spot-on (Rain Tree Crow), but not always (Snow Borne Sorrow is a big, however tasty, disappointment to me, compared to its original premises)
Again, I sort of agree, but also not.
I experienced a real epiphany when I was about 13 when I saw Sylvian singing Ghosts on Top of the Pops. The other girls in my house (I went to a sort of nightmare Hogwarts-type boarding school) were really impressed by how fashionably blank his expression was "Wow! He's so cool! He never smiles" sort of thing, but I looked at his face and I could somehow see that he wasn't just being chicly impassive, that he was really in trouble psychologically, and that he really meant the song, and for me it was so unlike anything I'd ever seen in the image-obsessed manufactured world of 80s pop, it was a total revelation. Although it was many years before I became a big Sylvian fan, from that moment on I really admired that emotional honesty that was always in is work.
And I do, still, admire the daring and honesty with which he can expose his innermost demons so unflinchingly, combined with the rare talent that can allow him to do this without sounding like a whingeing teenager.
However, I do get frustrated with his dismissals of his early work, which are often quite frankly insulting to his fans, implying that if they can like pre-Tin Drum Japan they can't have any taste, because the work was hollow and not emotionally true.
I've worked assessing other people's writing for more than 15 years and I know that how emotionally or psychologically honest an artistic work is rarely has any bearing on its aesthetic or artistic worth. I've read far too many honestly meant but cringeably bad stories and plays to believe this.
And I do like the fact that he seems to be moving in a more external direction with Nine Horses - it's still emotionally true (he really is that angry with George Bush!) but less self-obsessed (although I do wonder how accidental it is that his great outburst against American foreign policy, materialism and xenophobia coincided with his separation from his American wife!) .
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lastly, we've probably all experienced the god-making of Sylvian on our own, and frankly it's almost inescapable, such is the quality and charisma of what he does and how he is. but I've always wondered how come his musical 'heirs', so to speak, always turn out, to quote camphorvan, 3rd rate Sylvians.
Whatever your opinion on the quality of Tear for Fears as a band, I often think Roland Orzabal is living proof that it's possible to worship Sylvian like a god but still produce your own sound.
I mean - how do you kill your putative father/master, when he's so f-ing gorgeous? : )
Complete off-topic rambling: am I the only person left on earth who doesn't fancy David Sylvian? I frequently feel half in love with the persona he projects through his lyrics and from an objective viewpoint I think he's very beautiful, but he doesn't. you know, leave me carnally excited. Does anyone else feel that way?