Published on Jan 18, 2001
With an album titled like a best seller off the self-help book
list, Howard Jones was for a short time, our spiritual and mental
counselor of pop radio. Whether we listened to him or not is
another story. But he had things to say, and while some may call
his messages hokey, it takes a certain amount of genius to convey
the essence of Zen-Bhuddism in a three-minute pop song. And it
takes guts and conviction to fill an entire album with positive
affirmations and thrust it onto the public at large. I guess
Jones’s heart was truly in the right place and the mid-eighties was
the right time.
Dream Into Action was Jones’ second album. Released in 1985,
it is bursting with synth buoyancy and eighties optimism. If you
found yourself down in the dumps you could always put this disc in
the player (or back in the day-album on the turntable). Heck, just
looking at the guy on the cover with that sprightly hairdo and
non-threatening visage made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
The first track “Things Can Only Get Better” could at least
alleviate a modicum of your pain. And if that wasn’t enough the
second track “Life In One Day” just might do the trick with the
opening lines: “The old man said to me / Said don’t always take
life so seriously.” But wait, there’s more! “Specialty” will have
you mentally, if not literally, hugging yourself after a dose of
this: ‘Bout time you realised / You are a specialty / There is no
one like you / Spend your life worrying / ‘Bout what you could have
been / Can’t you like being you.
“Hunger For The Flesh” admonishes against clinging to our
earthly vessels as if they were the ends to everything when our
corporal manifestations are transitory in the great scheme of
things. And “Is There A Difference” is based on chapter 20 of the
Tao Te Ching. Both songs afford a little dip into
Zen-Bhuddism, which is quite a nice pool to splash around in.
The highlight of the album is the beautiful ballad, “No One Is
To Blame” with it’s crafty couplets conveying the pain of longing:
“You can look at the menu but you just can’t eat / You can feel the
cushions but you can’t have a seat”.
My personal favorite, which I think could have become an anthem,
is “Look Mama” with the chorus: “Look Mama I love you / But you
gotta let me live my life.” This is a passionate plea we all can
probably relate to. Now, how do we get the Mom’s to listen?
Hmmm…
Overall, I would call this a feel-good album…except for a
disturbing track stuck smack dab in the middle. It will have you
spewing out that burger and swearing off the KFC. “Assault And
Battery” is Jones’ new descriptive phrase for the meat and poultry
industry. He doesn’t mince words either: “Brutal murder (brutal
murder) / All hands to the slaughter / Mass torture / All hands to
the knife.” And there’s the unsettling segment with chorus of
children singing: “Children’s stories with their farmyard
favourites / At the table in a different disguise.”
The session musicians are a big part of the magic of
Dream Into Action. The TKO Horns accentuating the positive
and the Afrodiziak singers (consisting of one now famous soloist,
Caron Wheeler) belting out for what it’s worth. The sound is tight,
melodic and joyous. Jones doesn’t get much airplay these days and I
haven’t heard much of him since the decade before last. He’s still
putting out albums, though, and I’d wager he’s still advising us to
love ourselves even though the angst ridden nineties would have
none of that. Hokey or not, I like Jones’s attitude.