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Funny thing that two of the most in- fluential figures in modern songwriting would choose the same moment to put their beliefs to the test-in Diamond's case, it was with a tear-sodden, over- acted and schleppy movie musical; for Dylan, it was Slow Train Coming, an almost-equally-intolerable LP. Bob Dylan's switch to "born again Christianity" from his Judaic roots didn't come as a big surprise to his fans. Your Alice Coopers come a dime a dozen, but Dylan is the original Mr. Chameleon, sequeing from one person- nae to the next every three or four years. However, the shock-did begin to settle in when Bobby, refused to play any old material in concert, and treated audiences to full-fledged gospel ex- travaganzas. The former Robert Zim- merman from Hibbing, Minnesota seemed adamant about his new faith. On Saved, the second LP and the new(est) Dylan, piety had reached its peak. . . So much so, in fact, that Columbia Records recalled the record shortly after its release because of the ludicrous cover art-a painting of a slew of hands grasping upward toward a light shining down from heaven. Saved is and will continue to be one of the worst Bob Dylan albums because it's a total gospel experience, with nothing there save its own lofty preachings on.religion. Last year's Shot of Love was a tran- sient phase in Dylan's recovery (which I'll get to in a moment). With its bold, Roy Lichtenstein-inspired cover, live-in -the-studio sound, and decidedly subtle Christian references, Bob was back on the right track. Infidels proves this startling deduc- tion to be true. Dylan has tested his audience's temperment, teased them, taken them for a ride...but ultimately, he's brought them all back home. Rolling Stone called Infidels his finest album since Blood on the Tracks; while I wouldn't go quite that far, it is, nonetheless, a great LP - a great Bob Dylan LP. Catch this line-up of supporting players: Sly Dunbar and Robbie Shakespeare (drummer and bassist, respectively), two official reggae superstars; as far as I know, this is the first outing outside of their chosen field of expertise. The two guitarists in the spotlight on Infidels are bona-fide legends - Mick Taylor, once in the Rolling Stones (you can hear his playing in "Can You Hear Me Knocking," for instance), and Dire Straits' Mark Knopfler, also co- Infidel: Holy harmonies Bob Dylan: Afterbirth producer of Infidels. Alan Clark from Dire Straits plays keyboards (and lots of cheap organ). Beginning with "Jokerman," a reggae-tinged song featuring Knop- fler's solo, Infidels is no atypical Bob Dylan album. Gone are the days of muddy production (by Don DeVito???) - replaced by Dylan and Knopfler's big-beat clairty. This is a trend that began with Slow Train Coming, but finally they've got it exactly right: Dunbar's sensual percussion, dancing cheek-to-cheek with Shakespeare's bass, a wash of organ, the emotive and fluid guitar - everything capped off with Dylan's voice, escalating and sliding around in the mix. Care has been taken with the balance of sounds on Infidels, and it shows. "Sweetheart Like You," the second song, is one of two compositions on In- fidels that sound like Dylan sounding like Knopfler sounding like Dylan. Neat cycle there, eh? Anyhow, it's a pretty song, ironically with a Mick Taylor guitar solo, and aspirations toward single release (like Shot of Love's "Heart of Mine"). Once Infidels gets into its third song, "Neighborhood Bully," the spirit of the music is in full-swing, never lagging even up to the very end. A rollicking rocker, "Bully" is highlighted by the old Dylan harmonica, but played with more control and feeling. Anyone who said Dylan really couldn't play the damn thing should listen up, because this is only one of a few truly inspried harmonica breaks on Infidels. "License to Kill" is a strange song. Cryptic and imagistic, it talks about a man whose brain has been mismanaged with skill, and who has invented his own doom/His first step was walking on the moon. While Dylan talks about an individual person as the focal point of "License to Kill," he seems to be hinting at the threat of technology, misguided and weak education, and the fear of nuclear war; the "license" is malformed opinions, the solution seems unfound, but not out- of-reach. "Man of Peace" and "Union Sun- down" are the two best songs on In- fidels. The first is a funky tune with great drumming, a Mick Taylor solo, and more pretty harp from Dylan. In the lyrics, he single-handedly lambasts the Fuhrer, a local priest, and Satan, saying that they all have come to us as "a man of peace." "Union Sundown" is a duet with Clydie King (one of the fine gospel singers Dylan has enlisted over the last couple of albums), and the most manic on the album; it rips apart (labor) unions, foreign trade, and capitalism in one breath - but not without at least one reference to El Salvador. "I and J" is another reggae- influenced effort, with minor dub effec- ts. It is followed by "Don't Fall Apart On Me Tonight," a sincere, romantic song with Dylan asking his lover to retain faith in him. Taylor's slide guitar and more harmonica - in fact, the best harmonica playing on the album - leap out of the music and sparkle. A fitting closer. Infidels is a grand come-back without a past; anything that echoes back to the old Dylan have been improved upon or else carefully looked-after. Dylan can still write killer lines - Steal a little and they throw you in jail/Steal a lot and they make you king - no Highway 61 - but refreshing and exhilerating as hell. However, for the cynics out there... The inside sleeve of Infidels shows Dylan on a hillside, writing in the soil with a stone in his hand; Jerusalem is in the background. Is he going away from it, toward it, or biding time in lim- bo? And Infidels - they are people who accept no particular religion, especially Christianity - disbelievers, sceptics. The public might be yo-yos on the end of Dylan's string, but Infidels is the reaffirmation of Dylan's prowess as a musical force. Mazaltov! Conlin Corner of South University and Washtena' 769-9680 *~f ' Travel W40--- wV Complete Travel Services Airlines " Cruise Lines Hotels o Car Rentals Tours o Eurail Passes Amtrak 30-5:00 ervice Charges Mv-F 8:; No S~ 1Y .w I V *~ -w ltjl0 The Gap in Briarwood Mall at I-94 and Stal L 16 Weekend/November 11, 1983 i 5 Weeken