Artist: Paul Weller

Album: Sonik Kicks

Paul Weller is a major star in England; has been since 1977. First he led the Jam, the most articulate and cautious of the first-wave punk stars. Then he led the Style Council, who made smooth soul/ R+B/ swing jazz musics. Then, under his own name, he spent two decades making rootsier soul-rock: brand new Classic Rock for the Adult Contemporary stations. I’ve never really been a fan. But suddenly, in 2012, at 54 years old, he essentially made his own Super Furry Animals album: flashy, groove-based, eclectic, ultra-modern, and above all, playful. (As Pooh observed, you never can tell with Top of the Pops stars.) Sonik Kicks he called it, presumably misspelling it to avoid licensing hassles from Sonic the Hedgehog; it went to #1 on the U.K. albums chart.

There’s a lot of kinds of music here, and you just need to wait a bit if you don’t like one, since most of the tracks range from 2:00 to 3:41 in length. Kling I Klang rushes by as a punk polka strafed by “futuristic” synth music from ’70s concept albums, and also by autoharp. By the Waters is soft, plaintive, and violin-centered. That Dangerous Age is peppy neo-Motown decorated with prog-rock organ and hip-hop/ techno beatwork. Study in Blue, the one long track here, is like Blondie’s Call Me reworked into drifting and exploratory jazz-pop that wanders towards ambient techno; it works far better for me than stuff like that generally does. Perhaps because it feeds into Dragonfly (heavy psychedelic pop that reminds me of Babylon Zoo), then When Your Garden’s Overgrown (upbeat psychedelic power-pop full of bright-eyed keyboard lines), then Around the Lake (a high-speed 2:11 of menacing two-chord bass, alien twittering, echoed vocals, and echoed everything else). Etc.

Paul Weller‘s lyrics on Sonik Kicks are sketchy and mostly play on mood, although songs like That Dangerous Age show a continued talent for personality profiles. The song structures are straight-ahead and mostly play on mood, although a few — the slower ones, mostly — have nicely imaginative melodies. There are a lot of moods here, but the overriding one, to me, seems to be creative play. No wonder I’m warming to the guy.

– Brian Block

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Artist: Mawwal

Album: High Hills in the Creaving Road

My largest musical discovery of 2012 was songwriter/ band leader Jim Matus, long-ago Berklee composition student and guitar student of jazz great Pat Metheny. First, I discovered his three albums leading Paranoise, who began as a skronky, brassy,  angular New Wave band for Start a New Race, but evolved — here’s the relevant part — into making heavy, hypnotic World Music with tunings centered in the Afghanistan/ Pakistan region. Loud, distorted guitar rock was joined by string sections and tabla drums; by choral ideas swiped from Morocco and Bulgaria; by low didgeridoo drones. The results were equally suitable for dance music, trance music, or thoughtful headphone listening. If Paranoise’s Ishq were a 2012 release, it would be in my top ten. Though Paranoise has disbanded and Matus formed Mawwal instead, High Hills in the Creaving Road sounds far more to me like Paranoise than like anything else in my collection.

Not that Central Asian musical ideas should be completely alien or exotic. The songs center on guitar/bass that wouldn’t sound out of place on Alice in Chains’s calmer records, or some of Richard Thompson’s albums where he’s really in the mood to show off his darkness and his guitar skills, or even Alanis Morissette’s Baba/ Can’t Not just-got-back-from-India phase. They also use Indian tabla and African talking drums for percussion and (in We Must Fall ‘s case) long, wailing flute melodies, and theirmale/female harmonies and non-English duets make more sense on Eastern scales than on the ones Meat Loaf and Ellen Foley use. But Foley isn’t a bad comparison for the strength and flexibility of the (several) female singers — Richard Thompson’s low voice and careful diction, with less grouchiness and more sustain, would be a good comp for Matus’s singing. I don’t need to be educated to find the songs catchy. No Finer Men Than We even feels like a rousing Irish folk song — one somehow written with Middle Eastern scales and a trumpet solo, to be sure. I’d still try it on Dropkick Murphy or Pogues fans happily enough.

I’m not certain why I find Mawwal’s High Hills in the Creaving Road less terrific than Paranoise‘s Ishq. One notion is I’ve spent too little time with it (it was a November release). Another is that Paranoise had a bit less of Alice in Chains’s weightiness, and more of Fairport Convention’s or Jethro Tull’s limberness. They’re both quite good, though, and perhaps which comparison *you* prefer would help you decide among them.