Son
Volt
MASS
MoCA, May 25
He’s
a deep guy, Jay Farrar. As a songwriter, the Son Volt frontman—and
occasional solo artist—trains his critical eye on the American
cultural landscape, and the view from where he sits often
isn’t that pretty. His America, seen more often than not through
the windshield of a van traveling the nation’s highways, can
be a bitter pill sometimes: one of soured Heartland dreams
and past traditions disappearing under the crush of a soulless
modernity.
But,
the music is not quite as un-fun as it sounds. Son Volt’s
set last Sunday evening at the mill-turned-contemporary-art-museum
MASS MoCA kicked off with “The Picture,” a key track from
the group’s fifth and most recent album, The Search.
Propelled by jaunty horns on the album, but here played as
a straight-up rocker capped by Farrar’s harmonica, the buoyant
track was Son Volt at their best, with lyrics that rode Farrar’s
very thin line between cynicism and hopefulness: “Heart of
darkness facing a thousand bloodshot eyes/We’ll know when
we get there, we’ll find mercy.”
Tables
of families sat attentively along the sides of the room. The
early-evening show started promptly at 8 PM with no opening
act, and had the feel of a family outing: lots of multigenerational
groups with kids and grandparents. There were fewer of the
plaid-shirted Americana set that one would expect at a Son
Volt show; maybe the holiday weekend had something to do with
it.
Farrar,
himself dressed in a short-sleeved cowboy shirt, continued
the social criticism over the weeping pedal steel of bandmate
Derry DeBorja on “Exurbia,” which captures the “nightmare
dream” of lives spent shuffling between work, car, interstate
and house. The track appears only on a deluxe version of The
Search, whose songs populated much of the set, along with
a handful from 2005’s Okemah and the Melody of Riot.
Both albums were recorded with Son Volt’s current lineup—Farrar,
DeBorja, drummer Dave Bryson, bassist Andrew DuPlantis and
guitarist Brad Rice (replaced on this tour by Chris Masterson)—who
represent a second incarnation of the group, Farrar having
split with the band’s original lineup in 2004 before going
solo for a spell.
Things
got a little sleepy for a stretch—on older Son Volt track
“Hanging Blue Side,” brand-new number “Big Sur” (recorded
for an upcoming film about Jack Kerouac), and the sedate “Highways
and Cigarettes”—before reviving with “Tear Stained Eye,” a
welcome beauty from Son Volt’s great first album, Trace.
The latter gave an eager fan at the back something to dance
to for the first time—albeit in an incongruous, interpretive
fashion—as did a near-unrecognizable version of “Voodoo Candle.”
(“Is he saying ‘blue camel’?” my friend asked.)
A man
of little chatter, Farrar bid the crowd goodbye during the
encore, which offered up a Marrakesh-inflected psychedelic
vibe on “Medication,” another older classic in “Windfall,”
and an old Waylon Jennings tune, “Are You Sure Hank Done It
This Way?,” previously recorded by Farrar’s seminal first
band, Uncle Tupelo.