
i had completely forgotten to review cat power’s jukebox, but was reminded by the more recent release of dark end of the street, an EP of cuts from the jukebox sessions which never made it to the final album. after the covers album, and jukebox— the early pressing of which came with a supplementary disc of even more covers songs— this new EP seems to be a bit much. the greatest was a strong release, so i’m not entirely sure why she’s been hiding behind other artists work to this degree. all i can do at this point is speculate and wonder if she feels her songwriting is lacking now that she’s in a much better place emotionally.
i despise cover albums almost as much as i despise remix albums. sure, there are always instances when such albums are great and completely warranted, but more often than not, they’re a cash-grab. that said, you won’t hear me crying “sell out!” quite yet. of all the covers albums that i’ve heard, the only ones i come back to for repeated listens are chan marshall’s (i’ve also been feeling rise above by the dirty projectors lately). the covers album in particular was a strong example of her songwriting and ability to make a song her own. in the case of jukebox and dark end of the street, while they are both consistent musically, the problem is that the recent stylistic choices marshall has been making are indebted to the same artists who she covers, making these songs less departures and more by-the-numbers, karaoke renditions of classics. in short, there’s no room for chan to do her thing. for the most part, chan’s performances throughout these songs are quite flat and lifeless, occasionally bounding back with a soulfullness and enthusiasm that recall the more tense, gorgeous moments of the greatest (“aretha, sing one for me,” “i believe in you”), and for that reason, i can’t just simply write these albums off.
too often do artists make drastic changes only to have listeners have a knee-jerk reaction to it without fully taking the time to try to understand what might drive the change, or what it might lead to. again, the notion of “sell out” comes up. any significant shift in artistic direction (especially towards pop) by a musician is often followed by a chorus of people decrying said shift, arguing that it is dishonest and fuelled by money. david bowie’s young americans comes to mind— while it’s not his best work, it still had the power to confound fans and critics for its emulative devotion to philadelphia soul, and now we know that it was a transitional album, demonstrating bowie’s enthusiasm for a style that would still be heard throughout his career, albums later. there’s also something to chan’s transformation that has “dylan” written all over it: going from praised, folksy, singer-songwriter to a blues-inspired rock ‘n’ roll star, and sufferring from a barrage of criticism for it. i don’t think chan’s material is the equivalent to a highway 61 revisited, but i can’t help but note the similarities between the two situations. it makes you wonder how far she’s taking her emulation, and what the result might be of such devotion.
Filed under: Album Review , 2008, cat power, covers, dark end of the street, jukebox


