Released
on June 1st, 1981, The Raincoats sophomore album, Odyshape, is
celebrating 40 years since its release. Though the Raincoats had
already set themselves in a league of their own with their debut album,
they somehow managed to step outside their own self-delineated sphere
with this followup.
Just about every aspect of the record sets
it outside the colouring lines of punk, post-punk, alternative or folk
music, though it touches on all of these genres and more. The
instrumentation, performances, compositions and arrangements all defy
classification and refuse to adhere to any kind of established norms.
Like The Shaggs before them, The Raincoats managed to reinvent music for
their own purposes, though in this case they actually had some formal
skills to build upon, albeit they pushed each and every technique to the
brink of being unrecognizable.
The band were flying somewhat
“without a net” when conceiving this album as original drummer,
Palmolive, had departed and her replacement, Ingrid Weiss, bailed just
as they began working on the album. As such, they began the
compositional process mostly without a drummer and it seems that what
might have been a constraint actually turned into a source of liberation
as the resulting songs all manage to find their way in the most fluid
manner, unhindered by concerns for strict tempos and consistent beats.
Once they had their landscape somewhat laid out, they brought in a
number of drummers and percussionists to ride along their roads and find
their way through the organic musical countryside they’d cultivated.
These included Richard Dudanski, who had played with Joe Strummer’s
101ers and contributed to PiL’s Metal Box on a few tracks, Charles
Hayward (This Heat) and Robert Wyatt (Soft Machine).
The
results of these unfettered efforts also opened the floodgates for the
girls to express themselves vocally in a manner that exposed their
fragility and intimacy in ways rarely heard on record. The honesty and
vulnerability that was laid bare in these songs made them feel like
listening to them was an invasion of privacy. There’s simply no holding
back the emotions here and they took full advantage of their position
to explore subjects and attitudes that were distinctly female, yet
universally comprehensible.
The fact that the girls all swapped
roles and instruments also helped to bring out the unexpected and the
intangibly spontaneous in each piece. You never know where a song is
going to go from one moment to another. There’s no sense of “verse,
chorus, verse, bridge, chorus” structure here. No “beginning” or “end”.
Songs and sounds manifest like a wild garden, growing up from the soil
and then receding into the distance as the listener moves along in
their journey.
I remember being drawn to The Raincoats after
reading somewhere that they were the only band John Lydon would admit to
liking. After hearing their first album with it’s raw primitiveness, I
was intrigued, but when this second came along, I remember being
completely blown away by it. It was an album that stood its own ground,
separate from every other genre and trend happening then or since. It
remains self-contained and inviolable in its uniqueness and singularity.
It still has the power to fascinate and inspire on the deepest
emotional levels. It refuses to be subsumed by any categorization and
that is why it will remain timeless for the foreseeable future.
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