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For those unfamiliar with Welch, she appeared five years ago with "Revival," a compelling recording that drew its inspiration from such early country acts as the Carter Family. Although a terrific singer and songwriter, Welch's close identification with a 70-year-old musical style threatened to mark her as a one-trick pony, an oldies act with little new to offer. Although this was a possibility, it was also quite unfair, as "Revival" was truly a strong and original work, despite the narrow stylistic borders. Welch's sophomore work, "Hell Among the Yearlings" (1998) demonstrated both greater ambitions and growth as a songwriter. Welch also made significant contributions to the "O Brother, Where Art Thou?" soundtrack album, one of the surprise hits of the first half of 2001.
"Time (The Revelator)" is a major leap forward. Welch and songwriting partner Rawlings (who backs her throughout on guitar and vocals) have produced their strongest batch of songs to date, some of which are far removed from the Carter Family-influenced style. "Revelator," the haunting opener, is a clear sign of their growth as writers and performers. Other highlights are "Elvis Presley Blues" and the 14-minute epic "I Dream A Highway," which is an astounding accomplishment. The only negative comment I have is that "I Want To Sing That Rock and Roll" is also included, in the same live version, on the recently released "Down From The Mountain" collection, an "O Brother, Where Art Thou" spinoff. Its a great song, though. Welch's beautiful vocals shine throughout, set within the understated but effective instrumental arrangements. This is intelligent and well-executed music that will appeal to fans of both country and folk.
Welch's two previous albums (_Revival_ and _Hell Among the Yearlings_) were mostly acoustic; this one goes all the way. There's no overdubbing and -- it seems -- no retakes to clean up the small mistakes that let you know you're listening to real people. All we hear is Welch on guitar and banjo and her partner David Rawlings, playing his gorgeous-toned no-name archtop and adding his high tenor harmonies to Welch's unadorned mezzo.
It's hard to know what to compare this album to. Like Lucinda Williams, Welch's lyrics are poetry made from plain speech. That said, the musical sensibility is very different. There are strong influences from mountain music and early country, though no one will ever mistake Gillian Welch for Hazel Dickens or Iris Dement, let alone Dolly Parton. And whatever her influences or whoever her peers, Welch knows how to make melodies that don't go away.
The narrator for most of the songs on _Revival_ and _Hell Among the Yearlings_ is rural and probably long gone. That's true for some of the material on _Time_ but a good deal of it moves into new territory. There's "My First Lover" -- a woman's unsentimental memory of a long-haired clod with a big red car and Steve Miller on the eight-track. It's clawhammer banjo and Welch's voice with a chickenwire melody, all angles and lines. "Elvis Presley Blues" is a meditation on The King. Welch has a knack for economical language and striking images:
I was thinking that night about Elvis day that he died, day that he died just a country boy he combed his hair he put on a shirt his mother made and he went on the air and he shook it like a chorus girl he shook it like a Harlem queen he shook it like a midnight rambler baby like you never seen, like you never seen
The last cut is called "I Dream A Highway" and there's nothing casual about the reference to dreams: the whole album has the feel of a dream. The narratives are fragments and the listener can't always tell how to put them together. Lines from one song crop up elsewhere and time curls up into eddies. In "April the 14th" images of the Titanic and the death of Lincoln are the frame for scenes of a small-town two-dollar rock and roll show. And in the long, mesmerizing final cut, Welch sings
I watched the waitress for a thousand years saw a wheel within a wheel heard a call within a call and I dreamed a highway back to you.
I've written as though Gillian Welch gets all the credit, but she'd certainly disagree. All the songs are co-written with David Rawlings and his guitar work is a wonder of understated skill.
Is this her best album? I think it just may be. In any case, it's as good as anything you're likely to here this year.
Incidentally, there is a similar group of blues musicians who have taken traditional acoustic blues, and made it relevant to modern times. If you are into this kind of thing, check out Corey Harris, Alvin Youngblood Hart and Kelly Joe Phelps.