Mayan Theater, Los Angeles, CA6th November 1997 |
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L.A. Times review
From the Los Angeles Times:
POP MUSIC REVIEW / ANI DiFRANCO
Even though pop acts frequently tour for months at a time, the vast
majority only give one performance. Whether in Los Angeles or
Memphis, you are basically seeing the same package--from song
selection to emotional tone.
Not so, thankfully, with Ani DiFranco.
One reason the 26-year-old singer-songwriter is among the half-dozen
most compelling figures in all of contemporary pop is that she makes each
time on stage a night of exploration and search. In that way and in the range
of her work, she's reminiscent of the young Bruce Springsteen.
That's why many of the New Yorker's fans cheered when DiFranco
decided to play the Mayan Theatre for two nights this week rather than the
slightly larger Wiltern Theatre for one night. It's not so much that the Mayan
offers a more intimate show. It's that the plan gave fans two chances to see
her. And the capacity crowds Wednesday and Thursday were treated to
different but equally revealing experiences.
On Wednesday, DiFranco--whose basic style is a dynamic mix of the
contemplation of folk music and intensity of rock--seemed concerned about
just where she fit on the pop map. In one of her frequent and disarming
asides between songs, DiFranco said that she sometimes panics backstage
because she feels the waiting crowd is wanting to rock out and that she's
just this "little folk singer."
To her, she continued, the energy and expectations of rock are akin to
someone on a giant stage holding a blow torch to a can of gasoline, while
the simplicity and character of folk music are like someone out in the parking
lot trying to start a fire by rubbing two sticks together.
She then extended the sense of her own confusion over the issue by
playing a gentle song by another folk singer who was caught up in the
tension and pyrotechnics of the rock world: Bob Dylan.
Fittingly, she didn't turn to one of Dylan's signature tunes from the '60s,
but to a relatively obscure ballad from the '80s. Yet "Most of the Time" fit in
perfectly with DiFranco's tales of sexual and social politics. It's a song that
celebrates independence and bravado, yet acknowledges weakness and
need.
In turning to her own tunes, the prolific writer didn't just plug her
latest
album but picked songs from various points in her career, even previewing
some from her next album, which is due in February on her own Righteous
Babe label.
Whatever the number, DiFranco and a pair of backing musicians
(longtime drummer Andy Stochansky and new bassist Jason Mercer) tended
to give it a raucous edge. DiFranco at times played guitar with an almost
metal fury, while Stochansky brought such a colorful clang to some of the
tunes that you'd think he was playing on steel drums.
If DiFranco displayed enough drive much of the time Wednesday to rock
the Forum, she offered a more tender and wistful side Thursday that would
have been right at home around a campfire under the stars.
Though some songs were carried over, the bulk of the 80-minute set was
different, with the early focus on new songs, including the title tune to her
upcoming album, "Pretty Little Castles," (sic) which is a look at the
differences
between perception and reality.
In the folk tradition of most of her songs, including "Not a Pretty Girl"
and "32 Flavors," both of which she also performed Thursday, DiFranco
writes in a style that is at once autobiographical and universal. So, it's
natural that her stories between songs--which were totally different the two
nights--share these characteristics.
Rather than the Dylan tune, she turned to another folk legend, Woody
Guthrie, to supplement her own songs on Thursday. The choice--"Do Re
Mi," a bittersweet Dust Bowl tale about greener California pastures--seemed
especially appropriate in this time and place.
So which side of DiFranco was more satisfying?
It's like asking whether you prefer a game-winning home run hit to left
field or right field.
Either way, she was magic.
Saturday, November 8, 1997
BOTH SIDES NOW
By ROBERT HILBURN, Times Pop Music Critic