Last time
Adam Ant
released an album, chart success was possible, even expected, so he indulged in his softer side on 1993's
Wonderful
. Those were different times. Twenty years later, the music biz has fractured and
Adam
himself hasn't had an easy time of things (the past two decades were littered with tabloid stories of his travails), and he's decided to seize these two events on the wild, sprawling double-album
Adam Ant Is the BlueBlack Hussar in Marrying the Gunner's Daughter
. Its convoluted title refers to
's early persona, pirate torture, and record label machinations and, unsurprisingly, the album addresses all of these problems and more -- including "Who's a Goofy Bunny," an old demo revived as a tribute to the departed
Malcolm McLaren
-- channeling all these thoughts into something of a concept album portraying
as a lone warrior combating the world. Or something. It's hard to tell and ultimately it matters little, because much of the appeal of
The BlueBlack Hussar
is its mess, how the
works feverishly to incorporate any idea he's ever had into one album. He's working with a couple of guitarists -- he fell out with old mate
Marco Pirroni
early on in its composition -- relying mainly on
Morrissey
lieutenant
Boz Boorer
but also finding room for
3 Colours Red
guitarist
Chris McCormack
, who provides the album's harder, steelier punch. At times, there is a conscious evocation of
Adam & the Ant
's dark, early material but that's often overshadowed by the heavy swing of
Boorer
, who keeps things lively, swinging, and weird.
has never quite flirted with rockabilly or blues here, but this is hardly roots: all these elements are processed, sequenced, and flattened through digital recording, lending a mischievous malevolence and no small sense of artifice to even a simple, three-chord rocker. Honestly, there's nothing quite "simple" here:
tells a dirty joke then winks at the audience, he overloads a simple beat with unnecessary accouterments, he laces dread throughout a sweet doo wop "Valentines," joyously salutes old rocker "Vince Taylor," then attempts futuristic industrial on "Hardmentoughblokes." There's too much going on in every individual song and, at 17 cacophonic tracks,
is simply way too much to take in at once...and yet, that's precisely its charm.
has never let so much loose, has never attempted so much on one record, has never sounded this ambitious and arty since the days of
Dirk Wears White Socks
and
Kings of the Wild Frontier
, and even if not everything works, this is a bizarre, brazen statement of purpose from an artist who has been in the wilderness for far too long. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine