Spoken Word Review: Michael C. Ford's "Look Each Other in the Ears"

(Originally published on Yahoo! Voices on June 29, 2014)

"Look Each Other In The Ears" is the latest Spoken Word offering by Grammy-nominated poet Michael C. Ford. At 74 years old, Ford has had a long, thrilling career as a poet and all that experience comes to bear on this album.

Ford often reminisces about the by-gone days of Los Angeles and that makes his poetry very location-specific. Not having ever been to L.A. made it difficult to conjure the images he clearly means to draw upon. But the spirit of the poems is clear. These are dark meditations on the negative aspects of "progress" and suburban squalor. Ford certainly has the deep-seated anger and discontent common to contemporary poets. We are taken along through the L.A. of his youth and its deterioration through time in a way that is both very straight-forward and layered with multiple meanings. He rails against the loss of orange groves and the building of cookie-cutter housing developments, the growing disrespect for the arts and poetry in particular, and against his own profession as a Spoken Word artist. In one poem, he goes on a trip to Mars to escape modern American life only to find Mars has its own version which causes him to de-evolve - an interesting commentary on how Ford sees the world. My favorite line on the album is in the fourth track, "I Don't Wanna Go (Said The Suicide)":

"We stand on the bridge with John Berryman; but we relinquish our inclination to jump and it has nothing to do with religion; it is simply, as we grow older we discover there's not that much left to kill!"

The second half continues with the themes of environmental destruction and general decay but takes on a decidedly more political element. The eighth track, "(Autobiography of) An American Bomb", is unsettling but not as jarring as the Christmas jingle turned into "Halliburton's cashing in" in the next track, "Wartime Carol (Bringing The War Back Home)". The final track, "Float Of Drive (Triple Bypass)" seems to attempt to transcend the grimy negativity of the rest of the album by introducing rain. Rain makes music wherever it falls, no matter how miserable the surroundings. This is an effective metaphor for poets. As the track progresses, however, we feel that transcendence ultimately fails until we come to the final word: "over". This is pronounced in such a way as to suggest that, finally, Ford is over it all.

All this darkness is well counter-balanced by the music on the album. This music was mainly made by the surviving members of The Doors - John Densmore, Robby Krieger, and Ray Manzarek. In fact, it is one of the last recordings made by Ray Manzarek prior to his death on May 20, 2013. To support Ford's clear, enunciated performance, these men went back to their jazz roots. They were accompanied on various tracks by a full list of musicians and vocalists. Most notable of these were those who wrote the choruses and bridges: Tommy Jordan of the band Geggy Tah with Harlan Steinberger. There is even a moment of delicious scatting. The result is a light, airy, funky vibe that carries the heaviness of the lyrics perfectly.

All in all, this is a highly relevant, if slightly harrowing, album that will age very well, I think - like fine wine. There is unlikely to be a more accurate expression of the times we are currently living in. It has been an honor to listen to and review this CD (which is also available as an mp3 download).

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Spoken Word Review: Ellyn Maybe's "Rodeo for the Sheepish"

(Originally published on Yahoo! Voices on April 16, 2012)

A friend of mine said I was brave. But we all know there's a thin line between brave and stupid, and sometimes it's hard to know the difference. When Ellyn Maybe 'liked' my Facebook page, without thinking, I offered to review her latest work "Rodeo For The Sheepish." Never mind that she is a giant in the world of poetry. And never mind that she has worked with the likes of Viggo Mortenson, performed at the Glastonbury Festival (the same year as U2), has her own band, The Ellyn Maybe Band, and eats little known poets like me for breakfast (in terms of accomplishments). Brave or stupid?

One thing I came armed with to this endeavor was a similar love of poetry and music. While much of the world sees them as the same (often using the same word for both in language), the U.S. seems singular in its need to debate the point. Are they the same? If not, which is the superior art form and why? Does it somehow degrade one or the other to suggest they are the same? There is a growing legion of poets and musicians who are answering by putting music and poetry together. Musicians provide the score of either original music or cover tunes to which poets read their work. The results can vary considerably.

Ellyn Maybe teamed up with Harlan Steinberger for musical composition and Tommy Jordan of Geggy Tah for vocals for her latest answer to that debate. The end result: "Rodeo For The Sheepish." I'll cut to the chase by saying straight out this is the best of the attempts to marry poetry and music I have heard thus far.

At first, the music strikes one as 1980s pop updated for a new generation. Listen more and it grows. All true art has the ability to grow and never stop. I soon found myself choreographing for it in my mind. What better compliment is there than that? And Maybe's poetry is a deceptively light tripping through 20th Century pop culture and bent social order. She describes with painful accuracy what it is like to be a woman in today's world and what it is like to be an artist.

For me, it really gets going in the second half of the album. Tracks like "Silvia Plath," "Room Part Two," and "People" make me come back again and again. There is a magic in those tracks - a witty turn of phrase and a compelling sense of rhythm in both the poetry and the music that reverberates through the soul. By far my favorite track, however, is "Being An Artist." It is humorous, both self-deprecating and self-glorifying at once, and an overwhelming chronicle of truth. The music is contagious, joyous, begs to be danced to. Who can resist drums like those?

When I first listened to the album, I felt a sense of disappointment. But like all truly good and challenging work, it grew on me into something fabulously unique and wonderful. The world is just a tiny little bit more joyous because this album was made.

Are music and poetry the same, or at least equal? I think Ellyn Maybe's "Rodeo For The Sheepish" answers a resounding yes! As for brave or stupid, maybe the not knowing is part of what makes life a work of art in and of itself.

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