May 9, 2008
No such thing as tomorrow, only one two three go! / Time, got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head, chimes Joe Jackson on “Got the Time,” the parting shot on his stunning debut “Look Sharp!” The album is a classic of the New Wave era of the late '70s and early '80s.
Jackson, along with Elvis Costello and Graham Parker, was once tabbed as one of rock's angry young men. While he has been under the radar for the past decade or two, the 53-year-old singer-pianist continues to crank out albums full of the emotion of a young punk and the subtlety of a slick jazz crooner. And the romantically scarred man suspicious of authority remains the same.
“I think it's a cliché that when you're young, you're just rebellious against any kind of authority,” Jackson says on the interesting companion DVD packaged with the CD version of “Rain.” “I find that the older I get, the less credibility I think any kind of authority has.”
Born David Ian Jackson in the midsized town of Burton upon Trent in the English Midlands, Jackson studied at the Royal Academy of Music before finding punk rock. Along with his crack band, he catapulted into the spotlight with a trio of major-label releases in a two-year span: “Look Sharp!”; 1979's “I'm the Man”; and 1980's “Beat Crazy.” The records established Jackson as an angsty songwriter with a penchant for jazz-inflected chord progressions.
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Joe Jackson, with Mutlu
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Jackson further explored his jazz roots with the big-band album “Jumpin' Jive” in 1981 and his ode to New York City, “Night and Day,” which sported his biggest hit, “Steppin' Out,” and the gorgeous “Breaking Us in Two.”
Between '82 and the most recent spate of albums, Jackson experimented with classical forms, including 1999's “Symphony No. 1,” which featured jazz trumpeter Terence Blanchard and metal guitarist Steve Vai. Since “Volume 4” reunited his original “Look Sharp!” band in 2003, Jackson seems more comfortable revisiting his power pop roots.
Jackson lived in New York City for the past few decades. But as his seedy and gothic New York transformed into a gentrified, gilded bastion of upper-crust society, the city lost its allure for him, prompting a move to the more bohemian Berlin. Surrounded by communist architecture in an abandoned warehouse-turned-studio in East Berlin, the musician tabbed two mates from his first album – bassist Graham Maby and drummer David Houghton – to record “Rain.”
“I wanted something elemental because that's the kind of album I wanted to make,” explained Jackson in his “Rain” DVD comments. “There is no padding on it at all; the album is stripped to the bare essentials, so I hope it has a timeless quality. The title seems to fit.”
The album might not crack any sales charts, but “Rain” is a beautiful collection of 10 tracks dripping with Jackson's exquisite piano playing and his trademark vocals.
“It always seemed to be raining when I was working on these songs,” Jackson said, “and it rained every day while we were recording them. But I like the rain, and I don't understand why for many people it has this automatic association with doom and gloom. What would we do without rain?”
Jackson sings on “Wasted Time”: Some people keep returning / To the scene of the crime / Try to rewrite the story / Tell you you never tried / Tell you you should be sorry / For wasting their time.
Time may be tick-tick-ticking away for Joe Jackson, but time spent with his music isn't wasted.
Chris Nixon is a San Diego music writer.
