Published on May 14, 1997
Any time a label compares one of their artists to Whitney
Houston, I cringe. I’m admittedly not a fan of hers – tom my tired
old ears, the music she sings often seem to be showoff pieces for
her vocal range.
So newcomer DK Dyson (previously a member of Eye & I) had an
uphill battle going for her when I popped her debut disc
Rising Sun into my CD-ROM drive to listen to one day during
a heated game of solitaire. (The battle became tougher when my
multi-disc CD-ROM ate her CD, and had to be shipped out for repair
– true story.)
But with CD-ROM and album returned to me none the worse for
wear, I heard an artist who does take some time to warm up to, and
barring a few mistakes on the disc, has put out a respectable
effort.
To compare Dyson to Houston isn’t quite fair – I don’t sense the
need to show off how high Dyson can sing here (though she shows she
can hit eardrum-piercing notes). She also seems torn between
several worlds of music, all of which seem at times to be quite
different from each other.
In the R&B world, Dyson stumbles a little. The album’s
opening track “Revolution” is a decent effort, but the song itself
fails to jell the way one would hope. When it comes time to cover
Smokey Robinson’s “Still Waters Run Deep,” Dyson hits her stride,
and hits it well. Her cover of this song is quite pretty and it
gives her a chance to add her own personal touch to the number.
On other songs, Dyson proves she could be one hell of a torch
singer in clubs. “Brown Angel” is a powerful, if not a tad too
long, number that is a wonderful tool for her to show her vocal
talents. A similar song, “Be Greatful,” allows Dyson to display
power without hystrionics.
Dyson is at her best, however, when she turns to soul-infused
rock. “Mercy Ollie” is a song that could be a successful single for
her, infusing a great funk beat with the crunch of guitars in just
the right mix. Another song in this vein, “Anytime, Anywhere,” is
another candidate for a huge-airplay single.
But while
Rising Sun has many good moments, it too has some that are
just way off the mark. Another attempt to dip into the R&B vein
(this time bringing in the funk), “Baci” is a song that falls flat
right out of the gate. Dyson is singing to another woman who has
moved on and away. The subject matter of the song is confusing – is
Baci a friend? A lover? And were the song a better one, I might
have cared to delve into the lyrics further. Another song about a
lost lover, “Arthur’s Songe,” isn’t developed the way I would have
thought it could have been, and is a weak representation of what
could have been.
The one difficult aspect of
Rising Sun is that it’s not an album most listeners will
warm up to on one listen. But the more I listened to the disc, the
more I found to like about it – if you have the time and patience,
this one is a definite three-listen disc just to get an accurate
feeling of Dyson’s vibe.
With Houston eschewing a pop music career for the big screen
these days, Dyson may be entering the music scene at just the right
time to become the next crossover R&B star. And while
Rising Sun has several rough edges that I’m sure will be
smoothed out as her career advances, this disc shows she’s ready to
ascend the throne vacated by Houston.