When Joanna Newsom first appeared with The Milk Eyed Mender in 2004 she was easy to dismiss: an elfin little
folkie with a wittering voice and – of all things – a goddamned harp. However,
her follow-up – 2006's epic Ys,
which managed to be almost an hour long despite containing five songs – topped
many best-of-the-year lists and sold remarkably well for a deeply
unfashionable, technically proficient piece of folk-prog, with a
cover painting depicting its creator as a medieval duchess.
So now we have a triple album – a TRIPLE ALBUM, people! –
with 18 songs over two hours. It's a lot to digest, not least because Newsom's
songs demand serious attention, but the eleven minute title track acts as a
neat distillation of Newsom's development. The first movement has her cooing
gently over cascading harppegios as per her debut, but then abruptly changes
gear into the stabbing pizzicato of her Ys-era work, while strings, mandolin, brass and percussion build and ebb behind her like
stormclouds until the song is almost overwhelming by zig-zagging melody lines
from a dozen different instruments. And then at the eight-and-a-half minute
mark, she freakin' breaks it down– and just as you're ready to sing along with the massed vocals, the Newsom of the introduction
returns. Genius.
The rest of the album is equally playful. The upbeat 'Good
Intentions Paving Company' sounds like it's set to turn into an honest-to-god
boogie, while '‘81' (the year before Newsom was born, incidentally) is a
stately, unadorned waltz and the middle of ‘Baby Birch' leaves the singalong
freak-folk of Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes in the dust. On a purely
technical level the singing is magnificent: until now her voice has sounded
better live than on record, but here she reins in the wavering vibrato most of
the time, only to unleash it in
full effect when required. She swaps harp for piano on several occasions on
the third disc ('Occident', 'Soft As Chalk' and the closing 'Does Not
Suffice', which seems built to be a future country/blues standard-in-waiting) but most of
the time the predominantly acoustic instrumentation is what you'd expect. It's also beautifully arranged, courtesy of her musical
director Ryan Francesconi.
As an artistic achievement, Have On On Me is amazing – but more remarkably, it's possibly the
only triple album ever released that doesn't outstay its welcome. If you've
resisted her peculiar charms until now, this is the time to succumb.
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