Damon Albarn
The Nearer The Fountain, More Pure The Stream Flows
Transgressive Rercords
The Nearer The Fountain, More Pure The Stream Flows sharply diverges from Damon Albarnโs well-known recordings with Gorillaz, Blur, and The Good, the Bad, and the Queen. Originating as a group of orchestral works inspired by Iceland, the tracks on Albarnโs second solo album are less โsongโ-oriented and do not necessarily operate as 11 fully-formed statements. Its title is lifted from a poem by John Clare, and while the disparate elements of Fountain combine like poetry, what it means is a mystery.
Belying the black-and-white photography of its art direction, the noises on Fountain are vivid. They include pianos, Wurlitzer and Elka Space organs, Mike Smithโs show-stealing saxophone, brass horns, phantom chirping sounds, and what sounds like a drum machine in an old-school Casio keyboard. โDarkness to Lightโ chucks all of these, plus a surprisingly emotive Albarn falsetto, into a loungey waltz.
Albarnโs voice is rarely a powerhouse of expression. Its strength is the vulnerability in his languid delivery, but on the title track and โThe Cormorant,โ it backfires. Searching for the melody, Albarn sounds disembodied. Impassive lyrics reveal nothing about his melancholy pathos: โI think she knows I’m a pathetic intruder into the abyss/And I have watched her too from the stony beachโฆbefore the storm, elsewhere sometimes…โ
For the addicted, the heartbroken, the sick, and those in pain otherwise, the word โmedicatingโ instantly personalizes โPolaris.โ Bereft of details informing what conflict is referenced or any resolution, however, the song is arrested in stasis when it could have been transcendental. โRoyal Morning Blueโ thankfully gives us a bona fide chorus and string-backed verses broken down from โBreak It Down Againโ by Tears for Fears. Itโs an apt comparison. Roland Orzabal similarly composed the Elemental album with impressionistic grooves and unanswered musical questions, but for many listeners, Fountain will not coalesce quickly enough.
Hopefully theyโll hear the instrumentals, which harbor Fountainโs most daring music. โCombustionโ is a brassy saxophone stonk of dissonance verging on funky. โGiraffe Trumpet Seaโ could be the body of water where Albarnโs melodic sense disappeared, several nautical miles from a harmonium, a marimba, and an odd time signature. The majestic โEsjaโ conjures the dynamic landscape of opposing forces that is Iceland, as it does Fountainโbold, abstract, adrift.
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