Artist bio

See also: Pixies

Frank Black, nee Charles Thompson, is one of the most accomplished rock songwriters of his era, basically the 20th century's final 15 years and beyond. He earned his stripes with five albums in six years as the frontman for underground icons the Pixies, but after disbanding the group via press release in 1993, he embarked on an even bolder mission: to outlive the legacy he created.

1993's Frank Black and 1994's Teenager Of The Year proved Black's creativity to have even more range than he displayed with his critically acclaimed former band. Both find him reaching past his well-known surf-punk motifs to create pop-rock vistas that distilled dozens of influences into tunes about UFOs, architects, obscure towns, facial hair, and the Three Stooges.

But lo, Black was not completely happy on his own. He missed having a trusty band behind him that he could tour long and hard with and not worry about collaborating with dozens of people on each album. Enter the Catholics, basically the former Miracle Legion rhythm section of Scott Boutier and David McCaffrey. With a string of guitarists including Lyle Workman, Rich Gilbert, and Dave Philips, Frank and the Catholics turned into an old-school band of rock troubadors, punching out albums like Frank Black And The Catholics, Pistolero, Dog In The Sand, and Devil's Workshop with impressive regularity.

Black adopted the new m.o. of recording live to two-track, which gave his albums an immediate feel and gave his band a reason to really learn their shit and get air-tight in time for the performances. The former indie icon is currently living out his dream as a rock and roller with a band in a van, criss-crossing the country to play ear-crushing shows at a smoky club near you.

Albums by this artist

Bluefinger (2007)

Fastman Raiderman (2006)

Honeycomb (2005)

Show Me Your Tears (2003)

Black Letter Days (2002)

Devil's Workshop (2002)

Oddballs (2001)

Dog In The Sand (Recommended) (2001)

Pistolero (1999)

Frank Black And The Catholics (1998)

The Cult Of Ray (1996)

Teenager Of The Year (Recommended) (1994)

Frank Black (1993)

Concerts

February 5, 2001
Mercury Lounge, New York

July 6, 1999
The Metro, Chicago

Interviews

The Devil's Workshops
July 15, 2002

Frank Black and the Catholics

Black Letter Days


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Frank Black
Black Letter Days
spinART, 2002
RiYL: Rolling Stones, R.E.M., Guided By Voices
Black Letter Days and its companion album Devil's Workshop were released on the same day, for a whopping total of 29 new Frank Black and the Catholics songs -- 18 of which are found on this disc. And while this is Frank's seventh solo album since disbanding the Pixies a decade ago, the man just doesn't show signs of fading.

Though its contents are varied in style, BLD is arguably Black's most straightforward rock album; his sound is becoming more and more "classic rock" with each passing record. But naturally, what we have here is Frank and the Catholics' take on classicism, which spans the spectrum from high lonesome plains balladry ("Whispering Weeds," "True Blue") to balls-out rock ("1826," "Black Letter Day") to tight, dynamic pop ("California Bound," "How You Went So Far") to convoluted love songs ("I WIll Run After You," "Jane The Queen Of Love").

The album is bookended by different versions of Tom Waits' "The Black Rider," the first welcoming listeners like a demonic face perched above the fun-house entryway, and the closer serving as a more relaxed, thanks-for-coming farewell.

Rich Gilbert's got a pedal steel gee-tar, and it sounds real purty in decorating tracks like the mid-tempo "Chip Away Boy" and the melancholy "Cold Heart Of Stone," on which Black mourns "Winter blows through my coat, it's chilling my bones / but it does not compare to your cold heart of stone" and later delivers the kiss-off: "if ever you need, don't call."

"End Of Miles" might be the best example of how much Frank's worked his troubador lifestyle into his songwriting. The tune describes driving west until the roads run into ocean: "For some, the end of miles is Denver, Colorado / but something always kept me moving West." The narrator ends up "leathery and bleached," wandering the coast of California, but enjoys his fate nonetheless: "I've got nowhere left to go / but I'm satisfied to know / there'll be miles nevermore," he concludes, before the group launches into a fiery lead guitar break.

Black Letter Days probably won't go down as Frank Black's most masterful work. It's even bettered by its little brother, Devil's Workshop. But it remains a cool, confident work by a well-practiced rocksmith and his formidable band of musicians. A true rock fan should not be without some Frank Black, and a true Frank Black fan should not be without some Black Letter Days.

TROY CARPENTER | Troy Carpenter founded NATN from a Chicago apartment during the ambitious winter of 1998 with co-conspirators Ben French and Jonathan Cohen. After a five-year stint in New York, he and wife Lourdes have recently relocated to Indianapolis, where he spends days listening to music and nights in the kitchen at Elements restaurant. Musical heroes: Jimi Hendrix, Bob Marley, Super Furry Animals. What else makes life worth living: Sushi, Phucty, runs in the park, and the Atlanta Braves.