Published on Apr 15, 1998
It’s become somewhat of an unofficial tradition that each April
15th, I go postal (oops – accidental Tax Day joke) on a particular
album that is considered in many circles to be a classic. Last
year, Yes and
Tales From Topographic Oceans was my victim – Jon Anderson
still isn’t returning my calls as a result of that whopper.
I really didn’t mean for the tradition to continue this year,
but when I dug out of the Pierce Archives (I’m still waiting for my
refund)
Now And Zen, the 1988 release from Robert Plant, the
creative juices started flowing again, and, well… let’s just say
that Plant was better off when he wasn’t trying to mimic Led
Zeppelin.
For the first part of his solo career, Plant seemed to stay away
from the bombastic rock that was the career of his former band.
Songs like “Big Log,” “In The Mood” and “Little By Little” showed
that Plant was an accomplished musician himself, without all the
trappings of a rock star.
Why he decided to let it shred again I’ll never understand;
Plant comes off like he’s trying to milk his past for all it’s
worth – and
Now And Zen fails because of this.
Part of the problem is Chris Blackwell’s use of synthesized
drums on the two singles, “Heaven Knows” and “Tall Cool One” –
haven’t people realized how hokey these things sound? Of course,
the big selling point at the time was that Plant “reunited” with
former Zeppelin bandmate Jimmy Page on these songs. Problem is,
Page is so far buried in the mix that it’s hard to tell what he’s
playing at all. For that matter, Page’s work on these two songs
leaves a lot to be desired – he doesn’t sound as inspired as he did
on the other Plant-Page side project The Honeydrippers.
Sticking with one of the singles, Plant’s usage of Zeppelin
samples on “Tall Cool One” is supposed to be an answer to all the
rap groups who had done the same thing – but in this case, their
usage is embarrassing. It smacks of a lack of creativity – and the
track itself is a laughable failure.
And Plant’s return to cock-rock isn’t a welcome change. Whether
he’s talking about whacking the donkey in private (“Dance On My
Own”) or having his inamorata’s “head, heart, arms and legs wrapped
around my family pride” (from “Heaven Knows”), embarrassing is the
adjective to use again. Hey, Bobby, you probably got parallel more
in 1974 than I have in my
lifetime – and you were in your forties when this album came
out. Stop worshipping your dick, just
stop it!!!
Ahem… now then. The remainder of
Now And Zen features some of the weakest songwriting Plant
has utilized since his solo debut
Pictures At Eleven (which, from my vague recollection,
wasn’t a bad album at all). “Helen Of Troy” is a late Eighties
attempt to capture the fury of Zeppelin songs like “Achilles’ Last
Stand,” while “White, Clean And Neat” is both a flashback to
growing up in the Fifties as well as young lust. Sample lyric:
“Beneath her skirt, between the clean white sheets / It’s such a
long long way from the streets.” Give me a fuckin’ break. (Kirsty
MacColl must have been broke when she agreed to do backup vocals on
this album.)
So does
anything on
Now And Zen work? Yes, one track – “Ship Of Fools”. Plant’s
return to a more moody, melodic form of music captures in five
minutes what he had built up his prior solo career for. The song
assumes no ghosts of days past, it just plows forward. If only
Plant had done this for the entire album.
It’s funny – when I was younger, I used to love this album (and
I still occasionally enjoy hearing “Heaven Knows,” though I’m
ashamed to admit it after bodyslamming it into the concrete). And
maybe in 1988, to a world still hungry for anything close to Led
Zeppelin in sound, it worked. But nowadays, this is a tragic comedy
of what used to be.
Now And Zen offers very little substance and only a little
more flash – and is possibly the low point of Plant’s career. To
achieve oneness with the universe, avoid this turkey like you would
the post office on April 15th at 11:55 p.m.