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Bring the Noise
Massive Attack resurfaces with new LP.
By Michael McCall
MAY 26, 1998:
Massive Attack has earned a reputation as one of the most inventive,
forward-thinking groups of the decade. On its first two albums, the English
electronic trio helped forge the so-called "trip-hop" sound, blending
American hip-hop, Jamaican dub, and European ambient music to create a
distinctive, seductive style.
After a wait of several years, Massive Attack finally returns with a new
album, Mezzanine. The collection isn't as captivating as 1994's
Protection or 1991's Blue Lines, but the sound remains fresh
and fascinating, exploring a world of isolation and paranoia. These days,
the band's nocturnal music no longer trades on the edgy eroticism of their
earlier work. With the addition of guitars, rougher rhythms, and shifting
sonic textures, the sound has grown discomforting and full of dread; the
dreamy beauty of the past has been replaced by chaos and anxiety.
Undoubtedly, Massive Attack's studio auteurs--Grant "Daddy G" Marshall,
Robert "3-D" del Naja, and Andrew "Mushroom" Vowles--have taken a cue from
a former collaborator, Tricky, whose recent solo albums infuse the molasses
rhythms of trip-hop with unsettling noises, aggressive beats, and a dark,
threatening demeanor.
Tricky's voice, a deep mumble of anxious urges and pent-up lust, proved
an invaluable contribution to previous Massive Attack albums. That's one of
the reasons why Mezzanine doesn't quite build on the promise of
Protection. No matter how he tries, 3-D can't achieve the simmering
authority of the man Massive Attack deemed "Tricky Kid." In addition, the
new album's female guest vocalist, Elizabeth Fraser of the Cocteau Twins,
doesn't cut through the group's thumping electronic collages with the same
sultry cool of Everything But the Girl's Tracy Thorn, who contributed to
the earlier albums.
But Massive Attack has always had a revolving lineup of contributors.
And even in their earliest days, they managed to keep their vision intact
as various collaborators came and went. The group's roots extend back to
the mid-'80s, when a tight-knit clan of co-conspirators dubbed themselves
The Wild Bunch. Along with the three future members of Massive Attack, the
collective included producer Nellee Hooper, singer Neneh Cherry, and Studio
One reggae master Horace Andy, all of whom had a hand in some of the best
English soul music of the '80s.
Hooper produced the breakthrough pop-soul work of Soul II Soul, whose
airy rhythms and tuneful mix of reggae and R&B formed a predecessor to the
darker, more eroticized musings of the trip-hop movement. Even more
noteworthy was the popular emergence of Cherry, whose outstanding 1989
album, Raw Like Sushi, combined hip-hop beats with pop smarts.
Members of Massive Attack appeared on Cherry's album, but by then the
trio had already begun to establish their own musical identity. In 1986,
their blissed-out cover of the Burt Bacharach/Hal David song "The Look of
Love" introduced Massive Attack's languid, sexually suggestive rhythms. But
it was 1991's Blue Lines that placed the three musicians at the
forefront of a new musical movement. With vocals by Tricky and Horace Andy,
the album brought a strong Jamaican influence to the trio's hypnotic,
deep-blue fog.
Blue Lines was influential, but the follow-up, Protection,
remains Massive Attack's pinnacle achievement. The musical equivalent of
Lauren Bacall's heavy-lidded gaze, the songs came across as sensual yet
charged with potency. Who else but Massive Attack could take the eerie
piano progression of "Tubular Bells," best known as the theme from The
Exorcist, and turn it into an instrumental ripe with wet,
heavy-breathing eroticism?
Elsewhere, Protection evocatively wove the voices of Tricky,
Andy, and Thorn into bass-heavy atmospherics with mesmerizing results. The
album ended with a cover of The Doors' Light My Fire, which the
group managed to transform into something of its own. With its heavy dub
rhythms and with Andy rapping in his island patois, the new version
conveyed the swagger and sexual danger that Jim Morrison originally
intended.
As good as Protection was, the band certainly couldn't repeat
itself. In the four years since the record's release, Massive Attack has
seen its signature sound aped endlessly by other artists. A few acolytes
have molded their own distinctive sound from the band's innovations:
Portishead, Morcheeba, Bjork, Roni Size, and even Madonna have found
worthwhile inspiration in the liquid, dub-based grooves of Massive Attack.
But most imitators have foundered with second-rate creations that come
across as dull rather than otherworldly.
Meanwhile, Massive Attack keeps advancing. On Mezzanine, the
rhythms still slither and grope, but the arrangements now clang with a
metallic, technological malevolence. This newfound penchant for noise
doesn't mean that the band is copping the bug-eyed nihilism of Prodigy.
Instead, Massive Attack use guitars and rock-blocking beats sparingly, as
sonic textures rather than as an ever-present gimmick.
Still, Massive Attack may be hoping that their angrier sound will help
them draw attention in America--the only country where record buyers remain
indifferent to the trio's enchanting music. Movie directors and soundtrack
compilers certainly know who they are: The band has contributed music to
Batman Returns, The Jackal, 187, and Welcome to
Sarajevo.
But the group's live shows, which have been notoriously uneven, may hold
them back. So might their lack of drive: They have a reputation for working
at such a leisurely pace that the English press has tagged them as lazy and
indolent. A missed chance to work with Madonna a couple of years ago
certainly didn't help their image: After being flown to Los Angeles to
participate on the star's Bedroom Stories album, the trio, who have
publicly bragged about their predilection for daily marijuana use, kept
oversleeping and missing appointments with the singer.
But Mezzanine suggests that Massive Attack is newly energized.
"Risingson," for example, shows how the band has grown: The otherworldly
backdrop remains, but the group augments it with deft rock guitars and
classical orchestration. Similarly, on "Exchange," they blend rhythm
instruments and sweeping symphonic dynamics with the smoothness of a '70s
Philly Soul production. "Black Milk," meanwhile, offers the best showcase
of Fraser's collaborations with the trio. Even if the singer's wispy voice
doesn't convey the yearning emotion of Tracey Thorn's, the song is still
quite beautiful, buoyed by an inventive arrangement.
On the title cut, Fraser purrs, "Why don't you close your eyes and
reinvent me?" Massive Attack has indeed reinvented its dream world once
again, choosing on Mezzanine to emphasize uneasy nightmares over
libidinous desires. This time, maybe America will take notice.
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