10-26-2006, 05:14 PM
GBV Wrote:from today's The Record (kit-wat-camb daily):
A return to The (relevant) Tragically Hip
THE TRAGICALLY HIP
(Oct 26, 2006)
THE TRAGICALLY HIP -- World ContainerTM (UNIVERSAL)
Maybe they felt their ass getting kicked by the next generation of CanRockers. Maybe they took a long hard look at their lacklustre recent work after issuing last year's box set and hits compilation.
Maybe producer Bob Rock hooked them up with Metallica's therapist and opened new doors of communication.
Who knows? Who cares? The short of it is that World ContainerTM sounds like The Tragically Hip are willing to put up a fight and resist the irrelevance that's been nipping at their heels for most of this decade. There were some definite steps out of their slump on 2004's In Between Evolution, but now they've gone back to the drawing board.
Gord Downie is no longer relying on guitar riffs to conjure his melodies for him, and ends up writing some of his poppiest melodies ever, especially the toy-piano-driven single In View. Guitarists Bobby Baker and Paul Langlois have finally realized that The Hip have long ceased to be a decent jam band, and have quit noodling themselves into the netherworld; here they sound tight and focused and exploring different textures to their playing. Bob Rock's production errs on the side of stadium-size drum sounds, yet he also leaves enough sonic space for every guitar track to ring out loud and clear. Downie's vocal performances sound like he's hungry again -- or maybe he's overwhelmed by the oceanic setting of Rock's Hawaii studio, as aquatic themes dominate several songs here.
Fortunately, the album is front-loaded with future hits, like the surprising The Lonely End of the Rink, with its reggae-tinged verses adding an extra twist to standard rock chorus. (Maybe they took notes on how to pull off this tricky feat with subtlety when the Joel Plaskett Experience opened their last tour).
World ContainerTM dips considerably in the second half, especially when Downie sounds like a grumpy grandpa shooing the whippersnappers off his lawn on The Kids Don't Get It. But he's rescued by the rousing Family Band, a shout-out to struggling young bands on their first tour ("what's gripping the city ain't hitting the town") set to an anthemic avalanche of guitars that may well have been borrowed from Broken Social Scene. If this country's recent rock success stories threatened to unleash a classic Canadian cultural amnesia, one of our finest bands has finally returned to remind us why we love them -- fully, completely.
Michael Barclay
Pretty good review but a couple of points i disagree with...The Kids Don't Get It...awesome song, probably my favourite on the album..he writes about Gord's hunger, and on no song does Gord sound any more urgent than this one.
Secondly, in terms of The Hip's relevence..i'm sure a lot of the Canadian bands he deems to be relevent in this decade will not even be around long enough to make "irrelevent" 10th albums later in their career.
But he makes some good points too. Especially about the tighter guitar solos, which I agree, on IBE a lot of the solos seemed to serve no purpose and were just there for the sake of being there. The solos on this record really serve the songs well.

