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Waved Out Review - YourFlesh Quarterly #41
By Bo Pogue
Waved Out
Robert Pollard
Matador
Everyone's familiar with the inspirational story of the fourth grade teacher who finally
managed, as an aging thirty-something, to make the financial leap of faith from day
laborer to full time artist. Few know the story of the jock-turned-rock-star. The first
guy to ever pitch a no-hitter at Wright State University. The singer largely responsible
for GBV's pick-up basketball blow-out win over playground trash talkers The Beastie Boys
during 1994's Lollapalooza tour. Physical prowess aside, Pollard rarely receives an unkind
word for his musical efforts. Don't expect one here. The disc is not altogether unfamiliar
territory for GBV faithful, with a general lean toward olden times, as opposed to recent
Guided By Verde incarnations (although not as raw and under-produced as Bee Thousand).
Simplicity speaks volumes, and this ain't no nuclear physics. The standout tracks (such as
opener "Make Use" and "Just Say The Word") are simple, old-fashioned
strummers bathed in melancholia, with interesting percussive, and vocal sidelights. Here
and there is some tuneful, gentle abrasion (title track, "Steeple of Knives")
and a song or two with that loose-ended, fraction-of-an-idea Pollard trademark ("Artificial
Light"). "People Are Leaving", a Pollard-backed-by-Pollard round which begs
a cameo by Paul McCartney, somehow musically captures in 90 seconds the empty feeling of
death and abondememnt. Waved Out, although cumbersome in places, is another exercise in
brilliance.