By Sean Flinn and Joseph McCombs | February 27, 2002
THE PAST IS PROLOGUE
Joseph McCombs -- Senior Staff Writer
For me, 2001 was definitely more a year for singles than for albums. I would hear
something wonderful like Linus of Hollywood's "Building a Ship" and then find that
the rest of the album didn't hold such a steady mark, or I'd hear a pleasant bit of
ephemera like Mikaila's "So in Love With Two" and find that no followup single was
in the cards, or an act like Outkast would toss off something as marvelous as "The
Whole World" on an otherwise unnecessary greatest hits album.
Having said that, I hope everyone found the opportunity to hear those three songs,
the Grammy-approved "Video" from India.Arie, and as much as possible of the
following 10 albums:
- Bran Van 3000 -- Discosis [buy]
- Alicia Keys -- Songs in A Minor [buy]
- Pete Yorn -- Music for the Morning After [buy]
- Bob Dylan -- Love and Theft [buy]
- Elton John -- Songs from the West Coast [buy]
- Coldplay -- Parachutes [buy]
- Macy Gray -- The Id [buy]
- The Strokes -- Is This It [buy]
- Barry Manilow -- Here at the Mayflower [buy]
- Creeper Lagoon -- Take Back the Universe and Give Me Yesterday [buy]
Yes, you read that right. Barry Manilow stands alongside the ever-bedheaded Creeper
Lagoon and the ever-orange Macy Gray. Although no one heard his independently
released Here at the Mayflower, it was a surprisingly inspired effort for someone
who's done minimal songwriting in the past 20 years. A collection of vignettes
about imaginary personalities in an imaginary hotel, ... Mayflower revisited some of
Manilow's manipulative string-washed ballads of the '70s, his jazz and mambo
leanings of the late '80s, and some unexpectedly honest looks at the brave new world
of today. The frequently-facelifted and much-maligned Manilow gave me something to
smile about in December 2001.
But when I didn't want to smile, Pete Yorn produced one of the most perfect albums
designed for simmering in melancholia. I haven't heard anyone turn a petit mort
into such a grand mort in a very, very long time; I hope he's got more up his
upturned sleeves in 2002.
And I'm relieved that so many music industry veterans are still passionate about
their craft. Neil Young proved his continuing relevance and need for topicality,
Bob Dylan and Elton John produced two of their most solid albums in recent years,
and Carole King gave the kids a lesson in DIY ethos. Her new album, Love Makes the
World, while musically uneven (her attempts to modernize her sound are her biggest
missteps), was *hers* from start to finish: she recorded it herself, built up her
street team via e-mail, released and distributed it independently, and in her usual
elegant style, did it her way.
By now you've perhaps noticed that I've made no mention of the omnipresent 9/11
disaster. That's a conscious effort on my part. The music that was most exciting,
most adept, most touching, was so irrespective of national and world disasters.
If, as the president-select urged, we should be carrying on with our lives, then I
can pick the gleeful chaos of Bran Van 3000's overwhelming Discosis over any more
"patriotic" homilies. Touting that Canadian export is my service to this nation.
And in closing, please don't take my list too seriously. It's impacted by my
failure to fully hear albums from Lovage, De La Soul, Echo and the Bunnymen, Paul
McCartney, Grant-Lee Phillips, Weezer, Jill Scott, Angie Stone, and Pink (and
countless others); while Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, which I *have* heard, would
be on this list if it had received proper release.
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