For the third straight review, this
next album marks the end of the run for a particular artist. I guess this means I’ve worked my way fairly
deeply into the catalogue.
Not to worry, dear reader, with
albums always being added at the front end the trip won’t end any time soon.
Disc 587 is….Quiver
Artist: Wild
Strawberries
Year of Release: 1998
What’s up with the Cover? At first I thought
this was just someone shaking (quivering?) a bit too much while holding the shutter
open, but upon further review it is the head of lead singer Roberta
Carter-Harrison mounted on a spring. Surprise!
I sincerely hope this is a visual effect because the idea of her and
hubby Ken actually having a jack-in-the-box of her head around the house creeps
me out. Or it makes me want to order
one. One of those.
How I Came To Know It: I really liked the Wild
Strawberries first two albums, so I bought this one when it came out hoping for
more of the same. Long-time readers of this blog will note that I do this a
lot.
How It Stacks Up: I have three Wild Strawberries albums, and like the
last review of Supertramp, this is the worst of them.
And once
again we find ourselves at the end of the line in terms of albums I own by this
band, so here is my ranking of the discs I have in my collection:
- Bet
You Think I’m Lonely: 4 stars
(reviewed at Disc 211)
- Heroine:
4 stars (reviewed at Disc 311)
- Quiver: 3
stars (reviewed right here)
Rating: 3 stars
Darker is not always better, particularly
with pop music, and so it was that “Quiver” was a bit of a disappointment for
me when I first heard it. Then again, sometimes it just takes longer to get to
know things in the dark.
The previous two albums by musical
(and actual) couple Ken Harrison and Roberta Carter-Harrison were inspiring pop
music. 1994s “Bet You Think I’m Lonely” and
1995s “Heroine” were both revelations for me musically, combining synth pop,
undercurrents of R&B and haunt-rock reminiscent of bands like Concrete Blonde. To this day I still pull these
albums still get on the regular rotation in our house, while “Quiver” sits
forgotten for long stretches.
This is a bit unfair, because
having given this album its due for the last couple of days I enjoyed it more
than I expected I would.
The strong writing is still
present, and songs like “Trampoline,”
“Minions” and “Concha Y Toro” all have great melodies and a catchy rhythm section
to boot. In fact, it is a shame that the
album doesn’t start off with “Trampoline”
which has a clever little ‘oh-wee-oh” vocal transitioning in and out of its blues
verses and rock chorus. I’m not sure
what the hell it is about (I think the trampoline is a metaphor) but I enjoy
the journey anyway.
“Minions” and “Concha Y Toro”
are the two songs that instantly appealed when I got the record back in 1998
and still appeal today. They are both up
tempo and a bit more rock-edged, while remaining firmly fixed in a pop
style.
Sadly, the album didn’t start with
any of these songs, but instead with “Gotta
Go” a formless mess of a song, obviously foundering in its own desire to
layer on as much techno-beat as it can.
I don’t always hate a drum machine (other parts of “Quiver” use one
admirably) but I sure hated one here. The fact that the chorus felt tuneless
didn’t help any
While no other song on “Quiver”
gave me the same negative experience, the fact that it is the first thing you
hear on the record sets your ear in a bad place, and you find yourself waiting
to hear more overdone club beats in other tracks. Sadly, they do show up in
places, with “Speak of the Devil” and
“You Could Be So Cold” both feeling
overly cold with all the aimless synth. “Pretty Lip” and “I Guess You’re Amused” are good songs at their core but I didn’t
love the overly club-like treatment they get either.
Which is not to say that this
stronger techno sound is always bad – and hearing this record on headphones
(possibly for the first time) also helped.
“32” and “Blunt” work beautifully with their techno beats, which helps give
these songs the sadness and detachment they need. Both songs would work with nothing but
Roberta’s voice and an acoustic guitar (Roberta – I’m available) but the electronic
approach definitely works.
While “Quiver” will never be my
favourite Wild Strawberries album, I still enjoyed it, and I’ll try to work it
into more listens knowing that like a jack-in-the box it is jarring at first,
but eventually vibrates its way into your heart.
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