Before and After
Science
Produced by Brian Eno and Rhett Davies,
1977
The music of
Before and After Science drove some reviews
in the rock press to new extremes of metaphor. --Eric Tamm,
Brian Eno, 1989.
Yep. This review may drive me to
new extremes of metaphor -- This is more or less my favorite Eno rock
album, certainly one with three or four of my top ten favorite Eno
tunes on it. I think it shows a wonderful maturity on his part. I
love the young crazy Eno as much as anyone, but I also appreciate it
when his mastery of sound and atmosphere become all important. It
foreshadows his greatest work as a producer and as a source of that
most wonderful of modern musical forms -- ambient.
So, in general, this work is
mellower, richer, and Eno really sings. No, really, he does. His
weird ones are weird, his groovy ones are groovy, and there literally
isn't a bad one in the bunch. It's too bad he had to cut off all his
hair, but you can't win 'em all.
THE SONGS:
- "No One Receiving"
The appearance of this song sometimes evokes an audible moan of
pleasure from me - especially if it's being heard on a good
stereo. The bassline shuts up anyone who says that Eno has no
funk; as badly as he and Tina Weymouth got along, she influenced
the hell out of him. Another song mis-identified as "assaultive"
by Tamm -- why? It's smooth and listenable. Whatever. The lyrics
bring to mind "The Belldog", a song he did with Cluster around the
same time.
- "Backwater"
There's a reason my web site used to be named after this song --
it's funny, literate, morbid, and goes off the subject almost
immediately. You have to go check out the lyrics for this one.
Eno, for all his pooh-poohing of words, has a great command of the
language. He's a rhyming dictionary on legs -- and they're big ol'
words, too! If I wasn't an English major this song would hurt my
brain. It's only about cannibalism, anyway.
- "Kurt's Rejoinder"
Also known as "stoner's delight". Anyone who wants to feel pure
music rippling through her/his body is advised to check this
little number out. This one will kill you if you try to figure out
the lyrics, so don't bother. Just dig it, man. This has the best
bass-percussion-synth meld I can think of in any circumstances,
and Eno's sleepy disinterest in singing just sort of melts into
everything else.
- "Energy Fools the
Magician"
A lovely little ambient piece, which, like so many of the early
ambient bits, seems likely to go on forever. In fact it's really
short, and you miss it when it's gone.
- "King's Lead Hat"
Jackpot! Just when you were starting to mellow out, he slams you
with this rocker. An anagram of "talking heads", a tribute of
sorts -- I guess he was trying to evoke their sound and fails
semi-completely. Doesn't matter! Eno sings beautifully on this
one. There's a little strength that one gets after singing for a
while, and this strength comes out when you feel what you sing. As
to what Eno feels, well, this is anyone's guess, but he really
throws down on this, so... I can bet it's him hammering on the
MiniMoog in the background like an insane three-year-old trying to
play Chopsticks but not understanding that you have to move your
fingers. This song is pure fun. Who knows what it means? It's a
good example of accidental music. I'm sure he sweated over this
one in the middle of the night, going, "Why doesn't this sound
like David Byrne?? David does this without effort... how would
David do it...?" He fails to get the sound he's after, but gets
something better than a copy.
- "Here He Comes"
Another one from John Relph's famous mix tape. A bad choice,
actually, this is the kind of song can handle only as an Eno fan.
It's really too mellow and makes me think of John Denver. It's
pretty sad and lovely though so I'll give it the benefit of the
doubt.
- "Julie With..."
Her goodies on display. Yeah, Brian, I love it when you're subtle.
He does seem to be growing up somewhat, though; this song's sexual
in an adult, calm, unpretentious way -- the kind of thing Bowie
has never gotten then hang of. Brian's slutty days were probably
nearing their end (see the debauchery
section.) and he
appreciated a slow, respectful seduction that wasn't necessarily
all on his end. A nice song to get friendly to, and one of the
very first Eno songs I ever heard (and liked).
- "By This River"
Ditto. Same thing all over again. I like this one better though,
it's more melancholy, more concise, and the humming section really
is very pretty.
- "Through Hollow
Lands"
This is a tiny ambient mood moment, reminiscent of the Music
for Films. There's a basis set down like bricks, then
smoothed over with synthesizer mortar to hold it together. Are
synths soulless? I can't come up with a decent answer, since
soullessness, a lack of sweaty veracity, has never really bothered
me. I guess I grew up in the 80's.
- "Spider and I"
What a gorgeous piece. It transcends, caps the album so sweetly,
so beautifully. It's a bunch of synthy strings and the word
"dream", but sometimes that's all that's needed. Somewhere it's
called a "haiku" and I think that's really the best way to
describe it.
So that was the last of Eno's
solo work until Nerve
Net, in 1992. It's
amazing how much change went on in the intervening fifteen years, yet
how much remained essentially the same. An Eno piece is still almost
instantly recognizable as an Eno piece, whether it be made with
vaccum tubes or MIDI. That, to me, is amazing.
The
lyrics and album cover, off site at EnoWeb.
backwater