Teenager Of The Year
Frank Black
4AD/Elektra,
1994
Reviewed by
Troy Carpenter
In his second solo outing, Frank Black produced
his magnum opus with Teenager of the Year. The twenty-two songs here compress just
about everything this wonderfully talented man has in his repertoire into one genius
(though disjointed) record.
Teenager of the Year moves through so many phases that it delves
deeply into Black's songwriting style. It has a similar feel to The Beatles
in that the immense number of songs in varied musical styles
explore all the phases that Black has passed through in his always experimental career.
Tracks one and two are short (1:34 and 1:33)
rockers - the type of songs Black wrote in his early days with the Pixies that have since
inspired the likes of Nirvana.
Then Black shows his knack for simple pop songs.
The cute science fiction feel of "Abstract Plain" and the southern
California swagger of "Calistan" show the man at his classic self, reminiscent
of his solo debut. "The Vanishing Spies" improves upon this theme, sounding
almost like something Liz Phair would write.
"Speedy Marie" is Black's classic love song, dissolving into an
anagram that spells out the name of his sweetie, Jean Marie Walsh. "Freedom
Rock" posits a very believable Black character into a record shop where the owners
try to give him advice to no avail: "What's all I listen to?
/ It's all Freedom Rock!"
By the middle of the album, Black turns on his
thinking cap and starts churning out songs that defy rock conventions in terms of song
construction and subject matter but manage to hold their own. "Two Reelers"
defends the Three Stooges in a choppy but exciting tune that juxtaposes different rhythms
for the verse, chorus and middle eight, then breaks into a chord progression just catchy
enough for a guitar solo on the fadeout.
"The Hostess With The Mostest" starts off with a hook that seems
just a little too big for its time signature, then breaks into a catchy, but ultimately
different, verse hook. There is no chorus, per se. But after the second verse, the song
disintegrates into a more accessible bit that only runs through once, but basically kicks
ass (how many song
s go
"verse-bridge-verse-chorus"?).
"Superabound," Teenager's
best track, starts with hushed, piano-backed, vocals that lead into its middle section of
dueling keyboards and guitars, where Black reveals one of the his best pop riffs ever. The
build-up of the verse after Lyle Workman's guitar solo is the sublime moment of Black's
career, Pixies included.
Then, Frank ends the record with a
series of songs confirming his interest in matters of the obscure: "Big Red"
(about the colonization of Mars) and "Space Is Gonna Do Me Good"
(self-explanatory) lead toward a tune about his right to be included in the fraternity of
truck drivers and a calculated manic paean to architect David Vincent. He closes with
"Pie In The Sky," which describes intergalactic travel in simple terms and
approximates its feel with hyper-loud vocals and a jumpy rhythm.
Baring all on this record, Frank Black almost defined his future success
in one stroke. Unlike the adventurous Beatles, Black was not exactly world-renowned when
he produced this album of great revolutionary thought and import. Though he has continued
to release
great records, he has not since made a
record with as much information or ambition. The perfect expression of a pop genius.