[net.music] REVIEW: Scritti Politti's "Cupid & Psyche '85"

gtaylor@lasspvax.UUCP (The Rev. Thinning Weasel Foliage) (07/18/85)

What is this breathy twerp singing about, anyway? Trying  to
sound like Michael Jackson, no doubt. Right?  Well...partly.
This is one of those albums that  you  will  most  assuredly
*not* like if your idea of subversion in the pop marketplace
is a group of youths with funny haircuts  and  power  tools.
Ditto  if  your notion of subversion is either Binky Bush or
TSOL (for those who have ears, don't say I didn't warn you).
Living in a geographical area in which Ideological rectitude
is prized above nearly everything else, it is sometimes hard
to  actually speak favourably of "things that do not toe the
line." Like the most recent Robert Plant album, for example.
The  old  guy  has  cut  back on his sexist caterwauling, is
actually taking chances and has made a very good album,  but
we ain't supposed to like it. Well, here's the same thing: a
furiously poppy album made by a couple  of  people  who  are
"smart  enough to know better." The record occupies the same
sort of conceptual niche  as  Umberto  Eco's  "Name  of  the
Rose"...a very clever bit of work which is almost completely
successful at disguising itself  as  an  innocent  piece  of
genre work.

I have a very old Scrits single from the late seventies  (in
a  Rough  Trade  compilation  that I bought for Stiff Little
Fingers' "Alternative Ulster" and the Slits. I wound up get-
ting  hooked  on the Young Marble Giants and SP instead) The
boys could barely play their instruments, but it had a  kind
of  reggae  inflected  chaos  about  it that I really liked,
whether the instruments were in tune or not. The  next  time
they  came  round,  they had a *hit* single in Britain which
featured Robert Wyatt playing  keyboards.  The  thing  swung
back  and  forth  between  love and politics with a peculiar
sort of skank, backed by a cheesy rhythm box.  Great  stuff.
'S  a looong way from "The 'Sweetest Girl'" (note the quotes
inside the title. They'rethere on  purposes)  to  Cupid  and
Psyche.    A    few   changes   in   personnel,   as   well.
Singer/theorist Green has looted  two  Americans-Fred  Maher
(the  ex drummer for Nueva York avant-funk/experimental unit
Material) and David Gamson (NYC session person-see "No  Turn
on  Red" from "Sex, Sweat, and Blood: the New Danceability",
if you can find it), a master at the  electronic  dancefloor
single. They conned Aretha Franklin's old producer Arif Mar-
din into doing most of the mixing, and even got Robert Quine
to  sit  in  on  guitar.  You getting the drift of all this?
Lotsa NYC experimentalists and R&B producers working with  a
postpunk  Brit.  A  Brit  who  claims  to be a serious post-
Marxist Derridian, at that.

And it holds together marvelously. I guess my only complaint
is that the vocals are occasionally buried unintelligibly in
the mix (which a good Barthes  fan  *would*  do,  eh?  Gotta
*work*  for  understanding.....).  The  lyrics have a fairly
good shot of Elvis Costello-like transpositions in them (Now
I  know  to love you/is not to know you), but they differ in
refusing to be the focus of things and  bask  in  their  own
cleverness.  The  cassette  version  features  a really nice
toast over their most recent single "The Word Girl"  ("Word"
being used in the sacramental sense). It's also good reggae,
though) on the  subject  of  self-determination,  and  three
remixes  of other material-all of which are unaccountably on
the same side as the originals. That seems peculiar. And  it
is  *furiously* commercial, having spawned three hit singles
before release here. If for no other reason,  it's  nice  to
have  recordings  like  this  that  make us aware of our own
biases.

A note here: If you're *really* interested in language, pol-
itics,  and popular music/culture, go out and find a copy of
"Sound Affects: Youth, Leisure, and the Politics of Rock  'n
Roll" by Simon Frith (*yes* is *is* Fred Frith's brother who
wrote this!). It's even out in paper. I'll give you dimes to
dollars that everybody in Scritti Politti already *has* read
it.
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