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- REVIEWS, Page 74MUSICThat Sinking Feeling
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- By GUY GARCIA
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- PERFORMER: R.E.M.
- ALBUM: Automatic For the People
- LABEL: Warner Bros.
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- THE BOTTOM LINE: The once alternative rock band retreats
- from stardom with a downbeat, ruminative album.
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- It's lonely at the top, and really depressing too. At
- least that's the inescapable impression conveyed by Automatic
- for the People, R.E.M.'s follow-up to its 1991 critical and
- commercial smash, Out of Time. The record gets off to a somber
- start with Drive, a dirgelike number featuring lyricist and lead
- singer Michael Stipe, and continues its downward spiral with a
- string of songs that meander into a morass of hopelessness,
- anger and loss.
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- The disc reaches its emotional nadir with Sweetness
- Follows, in which Stipe ponders the death of loved ones, and
- Everybody Hurts, an anti-suicide lullaby. Clearly ambivalent
- about his and the band's new status as pop icon, Stipe seems to
- be mourning nothing less than a loss of innocence. "I'm sure all
- those people understand/ It's not like years before," he sings
- in Night swimming. "The fear of getting caught/ The recklessness
- of water/ They cannot see me naked."
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- Yet R.E.M. is too resourceful a band to bog down totally
- in such melancholy musings. Proving that a so-called
- alternative band can keep its edge after conquering the musical
- mainstream, Automatic for the People manages to dodge
- predictability without ever sounding aimless or unfocused.
- Buoyed by a lush weave of chiming guitars, muted strings and
- oboe, Stipe's moody vocals float over the music like leaves
- drifting across a dark pond. The songs, which tend to start
- slowly and build momentum, shimmer and swirl with bittersweet
- melodies and riffs that gather rather than hook. Nightswimming,
- which circles around a cascading piano part, and Find the River,
- which resonates with a yearning for primordial purity, have the
- wistful gravity of old snapshots, fleeting moments frozen in the
- amber glaze of memory.
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- The band's continued ability to put a sharp point on its
- sentiments is evident on two other tracks: the relatively upbeat
- rocker Ignoreland, which backs up its political conviction with
- grinding, discordant guitars, and the sardonic Man on the Moon,
- in which Stipe for once breaks free of his bonds and takes
- flight on a larky lyric: "Let's play Twister/ Let's play Risk/
- See you in heaven if you make the list." By then, though, it's
- impossible not to hope that next time out Stipe will lighten up
- a bit and leave the weight of the world on someone else's
- shoulders.
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