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- <title>
- Oct. 11, 1993: Reviews:Music
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
- Oct. 11, 1993 How Life Began
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- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- REVIEWS, Page 84
- Music
- Exploring God's Country
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- <body>
- <p>BY RICHARD CORLISS
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- <l>PERFORMER: Emmylou Harris</l>
- <l>ALBUM: Cowgirl's Prayer</l>
- <l>LABEL: Asylum</l>
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- <p> THE BOTTOM LINE: In songs sacred and secular, the conscience
- of country folk finds God in the strangest places.
- </p>
- <p> Country music is usually city: Nashville, that is. For all its
- studied plaintiveness, its "real feel," commercial country carries
- the undertones of car-horn aggressiveness and jackhammer ambition.
- The Nashville road is paved with compromise, as songwriters
- search for a marketable hook and singers for the perfect perm.
- </p>
- <p> Emmylou Harris' music is something else: defiantly rural, timeless--true country. It has the sound of mountain streams, a ride
- out from the ranch, a chapel in the fields. Mostly the chapel,
- for Cowgirl's Prayer, her 22nd album, is boldly spiritual. It
- looks to God as the first and best of life: wisest parent, firmest
- friend, ultimate lover. And it sings out with unabashed fervor
- and clarity. If Deliverance had been about redemption and not
- about degradation, then the music you'd have heard on that backwoods
- porch could have been Emmylou's.
- </p>
- <p> After a quarter-century of blurring the line between folk music
- and country, Harris has grown out of the wispy reed of a voice
- that made her sound frail and ethereal--a kind of Bonnie Wraith.
- Now it is more mature, more intimate, readier to confront what's
- at stake in a lyric. The voice sounds learned in the world's
- ways, and weary of them: not lovelorn so much as lifelorn, and
- yearning for an answer, from inside or above.
- </p>
- <p> The songs shift between the secular and the sacred, between
- what may be renounced (Loving You Again, about a compulsive
- affair) and what must be embraced (The Light). At times, one
- mood blends into the other. Beneath High Powered Love's gripe
- about body-beautiful narcissism ("Now is there anyone left with
- teeth just a little uneven/ Who won't spend more time with a
- mirror than he does with me") is the resolve that "I can't turn
- my back on a mission." And the bluesy Thanks to You sees God
- as "someone who will smile and say/ You're a mess but you're
- my child."
- </p>
- <p> This is a funky theology. It might be expressed through cynicism,
- as in David Olney's Jerusalem Tomorrow, where a fake messiah
- runs up against the real thing. God could take the shape of
- a last hope (Prayer in Open D) or a best-loved animal (Leonard
- Cohen's majestic Ballad of a Runaway Horse). Harris' art is
- flexible enough to meet each song on its own terms. She makes
- the archaic cadences of Tony Arata's beautiful I Hear a Call
- ("I see a light/ Now will I follow/ I feel a touch/ Now will
- I hold on/ I hear a call/ Now will I answer") seem a reasonable
- response to the vacuity of much modern life and to the pinprick
- of hope at the center of that black hole.
- </p>
- <p> If this gets Harris airplay on religious radio stations or a
- guest spot on The 700 Club, so be it. Cowgirl's Prayer still
- doesn't sound like a reactionary career move; the music is too
- tasty, too hip, to be narrowly pious or regional. Her country
- is a nation wide, and as high as you can get on heavenly love.
- </p>
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