Published on Apr 9, 2004
Longtime readers of the DV will know that Phideaux’s
Fiendish was my co-CD of the year in 2003. I got my hands on
it late in its ‘shelf life’; so late, in fact, that Phideaux has
already had time to follow it up with his latest release,
Ghost Story. This begs the question; could
Ghost Story be as good as
Fiendish?
The answer, O Ye DV Faithful, is a resounding no. It’s not as
good. It’s better.
For those of you who have not been paying attention, Phideaux is
a relentlessly independent musician. You can get
Fiendish free for the asking; extra copies are very, very
cheap on CDBaby.com, as is
Ghost Story. Phideaux Xavier isn’t in this to make money;
he’s in this because he keeps discovering these songs, see, that
need performed — and, indeed, most if not all of them are freakin’
brilliant. The difference on
Ghost Story is that while in retrospect Phideaux has seemed
a little tentative in the past, he has thrown all restraint to the
winds and kicked out the proverbial jams. When your CD starts with
the crunchy, driving guitar of “Everynight,” you aren’t trying to
be subtle about what you have to say. There is more whip-cracking
electric guitar (provided by Xavier and Mark Sherkus) on Ghost
Story, and it’s tasty as being in the first row on “Emeril Live”
without all those annoying BAMs.
It would be remiss to not mention the mix and production on
Ghost Story. Gabriel Moffat is utterly brilliant; his mixes
and sonic flourishes pop up in the oddest places and turn Ghost
Story into a funhouse ride of bizarreness. Add to that touches like
a fat minimoog flourish on “A Curse Of Miracles” (which is, by the
way, a great title), and you have a CD that is just a funhouse ride
of musical surprises. The musicianship is excellent; in addition to
Xavier and Sherkus’ guitar work, Rich Hutchins provides solid
percussion and Sam Fenster lays down a throbbing, insistent bass
part that keeps the music going.
What to me is perhaps most miraculous is that
Ghost Story avoids being either self-indulgent or
dysfunctionally obfuscative, the Scylla and Charybdis of most
progressive rock. (This statement assumes that Phideaux is
progressive rock, something I’m not sure of some days.) Instead, it
stays as tight as Ebenezer Scrooge at a day-after-Thanksgiving
sale, impeccably paced and performed, never weighed down by its own
complexity. It can even tear at your heartstrings; on the
devastating “Universally,” Phideaux’s guitar playing stutters once,
like a voice breaking, and it’s enough to make your own breath
catch.
I could go through and enumerate the tracks one by one, but why?
They’re all great.
Ghost Story continues the sheer wonderfulness that is
Phideaux. Get this CD. Today. NOW. Support a true independent and
find out what you’ve been missing.
For more information and to order Phideaux’s Ghost Story
, click
here.