Word: soloed
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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DIED. GROVER WASHINGTON JR., 56, smooth Philadelphia blues and jazz-funk saxophonist, after playing four songs and collapsing at a taping of a cbs-tv show; in New York City. Washington made more than two dozen albums but is best known for the sax solo on his 1981 hit song Just...
...when he was just 17, Rakim released his first album Paid in Full with sidekick Eric B., and the track "Eric B. for President" instantly became a hip-hop classic. Although The Master, his second solo release doesn't match the freshness and energy of that early work, Rakim's rich-as-gold rhymes are as smooth and full of groove as ever. He flows effortlessly in funky tracks like "Uplift" and "All Night Long," and his silver-tongued baritone plays skillfully against Nneaka Morton's soft vocals in "I'll Be There." But it's in "When...
...sticker on the cover of You Are Here labels Cary Pierce as co-founder of Jackopierce, but it would be a mistake to use Pierce's former title to define his debut solo album. On You Are Here, Pierce eschews his college cult status in favor of straight-from-the-heart acoustic-based rockers. The album crunches into its opening track, "The Best Thing," with a funky ferocity that nevertheless shows off Pierce's soulful voice and harmonics, while "Transatlantic" is a true tear-the-top-off rocker. There are quieter moments as well: with the assistance of hometown friend...
...drums and guitar--often fills his music with warm instrumentation but never overwhelms a song's emotional content. In his own compositions, his lyrics are playfully pensive. "I wish I could say that we'd fallen from grace," he sings on Dead to the World, a song from his solo CD. "But we never made it to that place." Says Brion: "The willingness to fall on your face pays for the moments that are a little more transcendent." He's now shopping his shelved solo CD to other labels, but with the Magnolia sound track, Brion has already achieved...
...inexorable, beautiful and sometimes malevolent caprices of the tides provide structure to Raban's solo trip by sailboat from Seattle to Alaska. He is less sure-footed discussing the forested shores than the channels, but, swept along, the reader scarcely notices, as Raban mixes the tributaries of his own experience, accounts of early explorers and the myths of coastal natives. His masterly book becomes a surging current that spins off eddies in which the strands of the narrative converge. At first dazzling and droll, these whirlpools deepen and darken until, in a heartbreaking conclusion, Raban finds himself captured...