Rufus Of Rufus!

May 8, 2010

If there was ever a music to have a love affair to, and with, it is that of Rufus Wainwright’s. For anyone who has ever seen him perform live and has appreciation for his genre, the voice, the presence and beauty of the songs are simply a delight, a delicate and powerful force that pulls you in like a clear starry summer night. I have followed him faithfully through the years; from Pierre Marchand’s pop perfect produced debut and follow up, Poses, through the masterful twistings and turnings of Want One and Want Two, then a Judy Garland Tribute, yes, and now his latest efforts, among them the new album “All Days Are Nights: Songs for Lulu”.

At the time of my first aural encounter with Rufus, he was young and full of piss and vinegar, with cute, tight and moody little experiments into the use of the classic pop song form. The result was magical, immediately addictive and perfectly effective at fast tracking him into super stardom. It was also the perfect introduction to him for a younger me, who only had patience so far for the more obvious and straight forward, as far as my appreciation for songwriting went. Then, along the way, not only did he grow up, metamorphosize as an artist and then spread his wings fully into a world of complex music and a deeper approach to art, but, he also succeeded in taking me with him. Not only was i growing independently and ready to comprehend the new subtleties he was bringing (and he brought it), but in turn listening to them with wide open ears and learning from them kept me blooming. And the vicious and wonderful cycle kept going, doing its work. On his newest-Songs for Lulu, the pursuit has at long last arrived at something very tangible in its daring quality. This is Art Music. All solo piano and single vocal, this is a Modern Time Walk Through Central Park re-imagination of 19th century French Romantic chansons, in my books. And some of my favorite books happen to be the songbooks of Faure, Chausson and Debussy, having studied and sang them intently. Not that this isn’t still an album of pop music, and one i believe that can be appreciated by any pallet that has the patience to let themselves be wooed and won over -by these delicious, stunning musical companions that will stay with you and give you something to dream about. I have loved every minute of listening to Lulu so far, it is a pleasing but yet so multi layered (just a piano and a voice!) endeavour that Wainwright has added to his legacy, much to our advantage-if we just let it in. Play it sitting outside by yourself on a warm starry night, and let Lulu take you too…