How To Become Clairvoyant

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Total Tracks: 12   Total Length: 59:13

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Wayne Robins

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Wayne Robins has been a journalist specializing in music for more than 40 years. Since his first paid assignment, reviewing the Rolling Stones 1969 Oakland show...more »

03.25.11
His most autobiographical and his most collaborative post-Band work
2011 | Label: 429 Records

How To Become Clairvoyant, Robbie Robertson's fifth solo album in his half-century career, is both is his most autobiographical and his most collaborative work since the Band broke up in 1976. To that first point: Opener "Straight Down the Line" looks back with fondness at a 14-year-old Robertson hitting the back roads of the American South, on tour with Ronnie Hawkins and the Hawks. A few songs later, in "This is Where I Get Off," he acknowledges the pain of leaving the Band, singing, "Walking out on the boys was never the plan." The karmic payback was quick: "He Don't Live Here No More" recalls with dread his wild days living the high-flying low-life in Los Angeles with longtime buddy Martin Scorsese.

Robertson recorded much of the album in London, with Welshmen Pino Palladino and Ian Thomas on bass and drums. Though its roster of guests include Tom Morello (a guitar solo on "Axman" that one hopes is a parody), Trent Reznor ("textures" on "Madame X") and Steve Winwood (organ on "The Right Mistake" and "Fear of Falling"), it's Eric Clapton — who plays on seven of the album's tracks and wrote one — whose presence looms largest.… read more »

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Tasty and smooth

Melodyman50

Other than a few tracks, this is what you could call a Robbie "easy listening" album. Nice grooves, very easy on the ears. I love it. Liked it from the get-go, but it really grows on you after a few listens.

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Good, but not great

sylvania99

This is good, but not great. There was a reason that Robbie didn't sing what Robbie wrote. This album has some nice moments, but his voice is so limited. I wonder why he didn't invite Stevie Winwood to sing. After all, he did play keyboards on a number of cuts.

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stillamusicgeek

in contrast to other reviews, I really like this recording. If you like his other solo recordings you will like this one too. I find his singing quite intriguing and very poetic in tone.

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such a legacy. but...the singing.......

dramoscordova

snoring here too. maybe resurrect rick or richard? call levon? nah, even those fabulous singers could not rescue this dreck.

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How to Become Clairvoyant is Robbie Robertson’s first album since 1998′s Contact from the Underworld of Red Boy. In the interim, he served as musical director for some Martin Scorsese films, produced soundtracks, and worked as an A&R man for Dreamworks. Co-produced by Robertson and Marius de Vries, the 12-song set boasts an impressive guest list. Eric Clapton makes seven appearances on guitar, duets on “Fear of Falling,” co-wrote three tunes, and contributed an instrumental (“Madame X,” which is minimally but beautifully textured by Trent Reznor). Steve Winwood, Robert Randolph, Angela McCluskey, and Tom Morello also appear. Bassist Pino Palladino, drummer Ian Thomas, and pianist Martin Pradler are the house band on a Robertson album typically saturated in rich, warm production, sonic flourishes, and ambient atmospheres. Despite a preponderance of guitars, this isn’t a cooking session, but an uncharacteristically autobiographical song cycle that addresses not only Robertson’s life and experiences, but those of his friends, heroes, and collaborators. It opens promisingly enough with the rootsy “Straight Down the Line,” with rocking steel guitar solos by Randolph. Its lyrics deal with what attracted Robertson to the musican’s calling. The meld of nocturnal guitars, synthetically funky beats, and taut yet off-kilter melody create the musical backing for “He Don’t Live Here Anymore,” a song that frankly discusses substance abuse and addiction. “When the Night Was Young” is a signature Robertson ballad. Though it commences with his trademark guitar sound, it tells his version of his generation’s story in a laid-back way. Its lilting hook relies on country and blues; paired with 21st century production tropes, the music creates an emotional palette of longing. That said, even though romances with historical and archetypal pasts have been strong suits in his songwriting, these lyrics are self-indulgent, nostalgic, sappy. “This I Where I Get Off” addresses for the first time — in song anyway — his reason for breaking up the Band, and features fine guitar interplay between Robertson and Clapton. “She’s Not Mine” is a nakedly honest love song. Despite its near-cinematic production, where the guitars are all but buried, its emotional content comes through via fine intuitive organ work by Winwood. “Axman,” a tribute to Robertson’s guitar heroes, is a star-studded name-check list that’s embarrassing; even Morello’s excellent guitar work can’t redeem it. The angular, funky, nocturnal, funky R&B in the title track is among the more subtle highlights here; it contains a head-scratcher of a melody with the best lyrics on the set, and excellent exchanges between Randolph and Robertson. The instrumental “Tango for Django” closes with another over-the-top production that employs nuevo tango as artifice. Robertson’s gut-string guitar and keyboards are backed by cello, violin, accordion, bass, and drums, all highlighted by an orchestra. It’s a fitting conclusion, even if it is gratuitous. How to Become Clairvoyant is a sometimes compelling record, but it’s a flawed one, too, with moments of beauty countered by bloated lyrical and production excesses. Ultimately, it feels as much like an exercise in self-justification as it does in personal revelation. – Thom Jurek

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