Ben Sisario - "Doolittle"

9
 out of 10 Hellbombs

The first thing to know about the 33 1/3 series is that since each book is written by a different author, each book will have its own tone, style, and in some cases, format. For example, whereas the edition about Radiohead’s OK Computer is a dry analysis of the music theory behind the album, PJ Harvey’s Rid of Me is actually short fiction. So it is important you carefully read the publisher’s description and reviews of each book in the series before purchasing.

Thankfully, the format for The Pixies’ Doolittle (No. 31 in the series) is more straight-forward than the examples cited above: it’s written in the basic long article style you’d expect in Spin or Rolling Stone. That’s not very surprising since the author, Ben Sisario, is a regular contributor to those magazines. Through interviews with the band members (especially Charles Thompson (and excluding Kim Deal, who refused to participate) and others involved, he quickly covers the formation of the band in 1986 and their early and quick success (in England, at least) with Come on Pilgrim and Surfer Rosa, before moving on to the main subject.

Not surprisingly, there is a lot here about Thompson’s writing influences, especially his interests in surrealistic art (its influence is most notable on ‘Debaser’, which begins “Got me a movie! Ha ha ha ho! Slicing up eyeballs! Ha ha ha ho!” after the Bunuel and Dali film Un chien andalou) and religious and mythological storytelling (“Ole Neptuna’s only daughter.” and “Then, God is seven!”) which came to their greatest fruition on Doolittle. Sisario does a good job of getting the story behind Thompson’s oftentimes obscure, almost impressionistic lyrics. Sometimes, as Thompson admits, words came for no better reason than a rhyme pattern, yet they always coalesced around the themes that interested him.

Of course, there’s also a good bit here on the music. Joey Santiago talks about his influences, especially the minimalist note painting of Wes Montgomery and the ‘Hendrix’ chord. (E7 sharp 9, which Hendrix used to add just the right edge to the verse in ‘Purple Haze’. Santiago went up a step to F7 sharp-9 to create the menacing drone in chorus of ‘Tame’.) Sisario also touches on David Lovering’s assured, yet bombastic drumming and Deal’s thumping bass, which anchored the music while the melodies flew. Interviews with the producer, Gil Norton, show his genius for corralling the band, especially Thompson, to get the best album possible. (Though the Pixies were well-prepared for the sessions; it’s implied that the relative failure of their next two albums could be attributed to poor band preparation. Though how much of that was from the already-rising tensions anyway?)

But it is the contrasts that make The Pixies, and especially Doolittle, so effective: Deal’s angelic voice counterpoints Thompson’s screams, the quietloudquietloud verse and chorus dynamic, the humor tinged lyrics of rape, incest, and violence. Sisario goes into great detail on the musical effects and meanings in a song-by-song breakdown after the main text, and I found this to be the most intriguing part of the book, required reading for anyone who loves the album. Thompson was the main songwriter and driving force of the band, but Sisario ably demonstrates how all the parts created a whole that pushed alternative rock to a place I would argue it has yet to return. (He talks of the odd paradox that the Pixies have influenced so many without creating a single band that sounds like them.)

This book is a must for any Pixie fan. It’s well-written, informative, and an all-too poignant reminder of the genius of a band that left us too soon.
Reviewed by PJ Owen
PJ Owen lost his job in the recession of 2009, but was not a victim of it. Instead, he used the opportunity to chase a lifelong dream: he traded writing corporate briefs and analyses for short stories, novels, and book reviews. Living in Atlanta and wrapping up his first novel, he’s much happier now.

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