ARTS Wednesday, January 31, 1990 The Michigan Daily Page 6 Musical birth, Russian rock 'n' roll arrives musical death BY MICHAEL PAUL FISCHER R OCK 'n' Roll is our religion - what we believe in and what our souls live on. Being patient and open-hearted brings back joy to the spirit and dispells the bitterness and pain. That's the great happiness and the joy of believers in the self and in rock 'n' roll. - Soviet heavy metal group Gorky Park These words don't exactly sound like the live fast/die young mani- festo of traditional Western rock 'n' roll. As our sex/drugs/big hair mys- tique of teenage rebellion dissipates into so much corporate hot air, the first wave of officially sanctioned Soviet pop music to hit our shores marks an unorthodox new volume in rock-and-rebellion - from the guys who wrote the book on revolution. Coming out of the communists' atheist tradition, the mystic implica- tions of rock's freedom make the re- ligious attraction as provocative as that new belief in the "self"; and as the fate of U.S.S.R. President Mikhail Gorbachev - to whom Gorky Park extends special thanks "for making it possible to bring our music to the world" - hangs in the balance of threatening domestic crises, the recent arrival of glasnost rock appears all the more intriguing and urgent a phenomenon. For a few months in 1988, the album Groopa Kroovy (Blood Type) by the underground group Kino (Gold Castle Records) ran neck-and- neck with, McCartney for the top spot on the nation's unofficial chart of record demand (not sales, because the scarce supply of pressings can never overcome a basic Soviet short- age of vinyl). The earliest origins of Kino's sound could hardly be traced back to the Beatles, but rather the jittery early releases of post-punk Brits The Cure, and even back to some disco-era gestures of late '70s pop; the slick rhythm guitar and ominous horns and bass of the long groove "War" offer an unlikely deja vu of the theme song from the old S.W.A.T. TV show. Elsewhere, though, tracks like the Dylanesquely-titled "We Are All Sick, Mama" survey the domestic scene with a chilling frankness: "Steel betweenefingers, a clenched fist, hits into flesh/ But there's poi- son, stale in our veins, there once ''. : Soviet rock 'n' roll history sounds as though it began not with Elvis, but rather the Sex Pistols; this probably has something to do with the once nonexistent but now gradually-expanding avaliability of gone-like-hotcakes Western rock bootlegs, finally sanctioned with Paul McCartney's official Soviet Union-only collection of rock oldie covers, Back in the U.S.S.R., on the state's Melodiya Records label. ml. Boris Grebenshikov's Radio Silence is representative of a new breed of Soviet music. The album is more Eurythmics than Engels. See SOVIET, page 11 Don't fear the reaper. Five great death records BY NABEEL ZUBERI WE just don't take death seriously enough. Older cultures have tradi- tionally come to terms with the final nail in the coffin through rituals and religious rites; but, here in the secu- lar, post-industrial world, for the most part we exist in a perpetual dream state, getting on with school, work, and play, trying to forget that it's all going to come to an abrupt end. One of the few avenues in which we deal with mortality is the pop song. These are alternatives to ritual, carrying messages and feelings that are common currency. Pop songs tap into our collective consciousness and, at their best, confront emotions that we cannot quite articulate our- selves. I offer a very personal and in- complete choice of songs that touch on death and meditate upon it in in- teresting and moving ways. The Shangri-Las "Leader of the Pack" Hemingway once said something to the effect that every narrative fol- lowed to its logical conclusion re- sults in death. Well, for the Shangri- Las, death was always the end if one took the wrong turn, if one trans- gressed certain boundaries of behav- ior. In the pleading "Give Us Your Blessings," two teenage lovers, re- fused parental consent to marry, elope in the boy's car only to crash because they can't see the road for their tears and the rain. The tor- mented "I can never go home any- more" is a teenage confession about a girl leaving home to be with a boy against her mommy's wishes. Of course, death is the result, for mommy dies - "the angels took her for their friend." Shadow Morton, who wrote many of the group's hits, must have realized the psychological pressure points that were touched by teenage girls singing to us about death. It just wouldn't have struck the same chord if boys had delivered these tales of woe. "Leader of the Pack," which ap- parently came to Morton in a flash of inspiration in the shower, has been documented as the Best Selling Single With A Death Theme. In this case, death comes about due to the youngsters upsetting the natural order of things. It's the old Romeo and Juliet scenario, but instead of family feuding, it's the class struc- ture that is threatened by the girl go- ing out with a biker from the wrong side of the tracks. Do you get the picture? The Shangri-Las' cosmology has its roots in high tragedy, and even though the first few times I heard the singer shouting "Look out! Look out! Look out!" (and the subsequent motorbike crash sound effects), I did snigger at the camp and tackiness of the melodramatic contrivance, that "Look Out!" repeated again and again has since seeped into me and speaks to my deepest fears. Scott Walker "My Death" Written by Jacques Brel, this is one of the most chillingly poignant of death songs; at turns cynical and romantic, Brel had the ability to fix on an image that could sum up eve erything. "My Death" captures thi attitude of postwar French existen- tialism. Brel did frequent the same: Left Bank haunts as Jean Paul Sartre and Albert Camus; his songs were performed by Edith Piaf and Julie Greco. Scott Walker's crooning ren dition has a calm disillusionment "My Death" meditates on that shift from Being to Nothingness. The central image is death as a swinging door, but it's also described as wait ing like "a beggar blind who sees the world through the unlit mind," o( simply waiting "to allow my friends a few good times before it ends,* Let's drink to that." "Whatever lies behind the door/ There's nothing to do/ Angel o. devil, I don't care/ For in front of that door is you," affirms the roman- tic. "My death waits in your arms in your thighs/ Your cool fingers will close my eyes," he concludest Brel's/Walker's persona isn't that far removed from Camus' existential archetype Mersault in L'Etranger. One hopes that death can be ap- proached with that kind of spiritual stillness and detachment, though I doubt it happens like this very often. Van Morrison "TB Sheets" "TB Sheets" speaks to my great- est fear - watching a loved one die. Morrison wrote this about a lover dying in a hospital bed of tuberculo@ sis. Backed by a bluesy Stax organ arrangement for seven minutes, Mor- rison cries out in pain. "Open the window! Open the window! I need See DEATH, page 11 Open the window! Van Morrison sang "TB Sheets," a song about a lover dying of tuberculosis. It just might be one of the all-time greatest death songs. Read Alex About Town In every < I In thename of yove A Multi-cultural Celebration of Peacemakers /rZsented k" S e STUDY FOR FOR ONE OR ONE YEAR OR TWO TERMS IN OXFORD Several colleges of Oxford University have invited The Washington International Studies Council to recommend qualified students to study for one year or for one or two terms. Lower Junior status is required, and graduate study is available. 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