MACH SCHAU Hoodoo Gurus (BMI/Capitol)
So the Persian Rugs were a holding pattern and the main game, really, was getting the Gurus back in the saddle after a hiatus? Well I cant fully buy that argument. The Rugs managed to produce one of THE albums of 2003, and were more than just a curiosity live. What I can accept is that they provided much of the momentum towards this reunion, their rankscontaining all four of the band at one stage. And whats also beyond dispute is that the Gurus are back with, if not the best album in their long and varied career - only time will tell on that score then a very good one.
Mach Schau demands much from the listener, so consequently takes a little time to fully hit home. It lacks the quirky Nuggets sensibilities of Stoneage Romeos or the instant pop-rock impact of Kinky - and leans a lot on the big guitar roar of Crank for sonic impact. But the distinctive things that make Dave Faulkner a great songwriter remain intact. Check the layered lyrical nuances of the single Nothing Changes in My Life and the ear-for-a-hooky-melody-line in When You Get to California or Dead Sea (the latter as straight-forward a comment on religion as youre going to hear this side of the first PiL album, although its doubtful Lydon and Co were an influence).
It is pointless playing Spot the Influence - there are way too many. Is it coincidence that the album title (German for make a show) stems from an audience chant from the Beatles earliest Hamburg club days? As the band members themselves admit every Gurus discs is a melange. What Mach Schau does sound like is very grown up, not in an affected or world-weary way, but like a band fully in control of what it does and secure in the knowledge it doesnt have to deliver instant product for some faceless label big wig (as in Wheres That Hit?).
A few words about the production (co-credited to Kim Salmon and the band): Its crisp, crystalline and big-sounding. This is arguably the best the Gurus have ever sounded. Theres a touch of Salmons last band, The Business, in the occasional special effects and those Herb Alpbert horns on When You Get to California. None of which are obtrusive. Dave and Brads guitars still roar and the bottom end has ample crunch.
One thing, though. The inordinate amount of dead air between The Good Song and the final track, the trippy Penelopes Lullaby, had me scratching my head and the casual listener might not make it that far (or if they do, they may find out it wasnt worth the wait).
Winning tunes have to be the opener Chop (melodic bassline and sharp dynamics), Nothing Changes in My Life (which sounds one song pasted on top of another), When You Get to California (summery feel and great Faulkner melody) and Dead Sea (Moses rides in on surf drums).
Dunno how it was in your neck of the woods in the mid-80s but in Australia, the Hoodoo Gurus were the band that put feedback back onto the radio. Maybe theres not as many style-over-substance, haircut bands sullying the airwaves today, but do we need them any less? The Barman
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