Blackmores
Night - Fires At Midnight SPV 2001 9/28/2005
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The
third album from the Rock Minstrel's Renaissance outfit was all
worth the wait. Not that his mission's finally completed - the search
for the Holy Grail is infinite, and here's a perfectionist Blackmore
after all! - but Ritchie came quite close to this most coveted balance
between exquisite medieval music and his metal leanings. The result
is excellent and alluring, heavy arrangements of old instruments
and intricate if catchy textures create a magical atmosphere. There's
no immediacy and experimentation of debut "Shadow Of The Moon",
nor seeming superficiality of vocal-biased sophomore "Under
A Violet Moon". Well, there's no moon at all this time around,
even the cover suggests we're in a castle rather than on a lawn
outside the walls. So it's the night, the music's tight and the
fires are burning.
And,
lads, do they burn slowly! Candice sings, "When you play with
fire sometimes you get burned, it happens when you take a chance
or two" - chances were taken with two previous efforts, and
this one, approached with a certain caution, is scorching indeed,
every new spin revealing another facet of a bittersweet pain. Lady
Night sends her voice soaring on gentle strumming for "Written
In The Stars" before marching band step in majestically with
Ritchie weaving electric lace so familiar - yes, now this combo
gets electricity like never before, underpinned with imaginative
percussion. It's hard yet not rock, and in this context Dylan's
"The Times They Are A-Changin'" feels very natural while
steam organ part borrowed from Sonny & Cher's "I Got You
(Babe)" makes a piece humorous - if Bob discarded past in favour
of modern day, Blackmore obviously is having a ball playing simple
licks that turn time back. Welcomed is hurdy gurdy which gives "I
Still Remember You" a poignant depth, dramatic to the core
thanks to effective drumming - no reason now to miss "Catch
The Rainbow" you may be reminded of by this ballad. Whistles,
flutes and crowd cheers sweep the sadness to burst out in "Home
Again" uplifting chorus. Come up and join in, all jesters!
Come around, people! Trumpets signal "Crowning Of The King",
an authentic rendition of Tielmann Sussato's song Ritchie and Candice
embellished and polished. At the same time pure acoustic "Fayre
Thee Well" is Blackmore's, not the traditional tune of the
same name, but what a rich sound Maestro draws from his guitar!
Then,
"Fires At Midnight" getting weight on its long way from
initial delicacy through magnificient rise on bagpipes playing King
Alfonso's melody, expressive bass and hypnotising Blackmore's solo
remindful of the past not so far - and finally to fiery court dance.
Lady's vocals appear now unbelieveably mature be it sarabande or
pastoral frailty of viola-adorned "Hanging Tree", a calm
before "The Storm". Following the title track scenario
intensity expressively builds in small portions but differently
with instruments more involved in sending shivers down the spine
when Eastern melody peeps in and the tempo speeds up. Still, those
aren't "highway" stars out during "Midwinter's Night"
borrowed from old Provencial song, which is why Night starts singing
in French. The same dance arrangement that was applied to "Swan
Lake" on the first album returns for "All Because Of You",
much sophisticated in acoustic garb and no less funny with a shade
of "Over The Rainbow" in the solo. Back to multicoloured
arch in the sky leads "Waiting Just For You", credited
to Man In Black and medieval composer Clarke, but in fact being
the same old "Ode To Joy" by Beethoven that exactly twenty
years earlier Ritchie had redressed as "Difficult To Cure".
His
passion for classical music is really uncurable so, together with
flute and tambourine, guitar kicks in Praetorius' "Courante",
another dance of yore. Next, Sixteenth century and Europe are abandoned
for Japanese shores, where goddess "Benzai-Ten" abides
- an interesting turn even after Russian song from "Violet
Moon", breezy and touchy. All gets carried away with "Village
On The Sand", nervously arresting song redolent of JETHRO TULL
not only because of the flute part but it's a melody itself that
sounds as if taken from "Minstrel In The Gallery" to be
given a "Lazy" emotive edge and a singalong mode. All
over for a while, "Again Someday" romance melodically
links the end with the album's beginning and bids farewell so sincere
that you feel obliged to keep these fires burning until the ensemble
drop by the castle one more time.
***** |