Tracklist (Vinyl)
A1 | | Times Square | | 4:22 | A2 | | The Blue Millionaire | | 5:35 | A3 | | Falling From Grace | | 3:56 | A4 | | Morning Come | | 5:16 | B1 | | Ashes In My Hand | | 4:51 | B2 | | Running For Our Lives | | 4:48 | B3 | | Ireland | | 4:37 | See more tracksB4 | | She's Got A Problem | | 3:55 |
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Review Like 1979's Broken English, A Child's Adventure finds Marianne Faithfull peripatetically sketching the details of one woman's fall from grace a haunted life bounded by drugs and alcohol on one side, by a debilitating sexual torpor on the other. And she just might have wrung the subject dry this time out, or at least overextended her poetic license, for the allusions are far too vague, the protagonist of these living nightmares too swollen with her own suffering. Which is unfortunate, because a lot of the musical settings are hypnotically… Read More alluring. If you buy this album, it most likely will be to hear the deft, delicate musical webs spun by Faithfull's collaborators and cowritersguitarist Barry Reynolds, keyboardist Wally Badarou and bassist (and husband) Ben Brierlyand not to hear the lady babble her bad poetry in a parched voice. A Child's Adventure begins as any true child's adventure almost certainly would notwith "Times Square" and ends in bed with a hangover and endless remorse ("She's Got a Problem"). Along the way, we meet the cunning sadist of "The Blue Millionaire"; with Faithfull reciting her verse over a smooth funk vamp, this song sounds like nothing so much as a Doors clone band attempting a lounge-disco version of "The WASP (Texas Radio and the Big Beat)." Then there's the jilted miserable of "Ashes in My Hand," whose lover's return is "taken in extreme despair." "Extreme despair" would well describe the mood of this record, but this isn't so much razor-edge desperation as the sort that finds retreat in the numbness afforded by alcohol and narcotics. It's a quiet storm, with Faithfull's pitiable laments absorbed into the pillowy textures of the music: Reynold's clean guitar licks, Badarou's elegant synthesizer playing, the danceable tempos. It all comes togetherdecadence and romanceon "Running for Our Lives," a song that for a moment draws you to peer inside Faithfull's Pandora's box with rapt fascination. But though most every song has some little filigree to keep you coming back, the overall effect is incandescent yet lulling, suggesting that the artist has been wallowing too long in her own entropic dilemmas. (RS 393) PARKE PUTERBAUGH |