Natalie Merchant: Motherland

Her recent focus on American roots music prompted the expectation that Merchant would make a folk record, pure and simple. And given her success with the folk-inspired pop of 10,000 Maniacs, that would have made sense. But while there are no doubt hints of a folk sensibility on Motherland, there is also a myriad of other stylistic elements that overwhelm the effort, baring what is ultimately a rather underwhelming collection of songs.

Branching out stylistically is a bold endeavor under any circumstances. And while the attempt itself may be courageous, the reality is that it may not be victorious at the same time. Such is the case with Motherland, wherein Merchant offers a sampling of nearly every genre on the musical spectrum. The album opener, “This House is on Fire” possesses a Middle Eastern flavor. The lyrically insubstantial, albeit catchy “Just Can‘t Last” is essentially bubblegum pop. And the album finale, “I’m Not Gonna Beg” is a stab at soul, Aretha-style. However, it is not the mere variety that keeps Motherland from working. But rather it is the fact that Merchant is too temperamental, too all-over-the-place to really give any one genre the needed refinement.

To say that Motherland is too far-reaching in its aim is not to say that it is completely devoid of sublime moments. Merchant’s token velvety alto is present in all of its glory—she even manages a surprisingly good rendition of the blues-tinged “Put the Law on You.” However, the album’s two gems are clearly the banjo-induced title track and the buzzy, guitar-whirling “Golden Boy,” both revealing not only Merchant’s folk roots but also her lyrical prowess.

In the end Merchant may scorn the old adage “Stick to what you know,” saying that it stifles her abundant creativity. But truth be told, she is most triumphant when she lingers close to home. Ironically, Motherland is not home this time around.

Comments