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LINDSAY ZOLADZ Welcome to the Smoke Hour, everyone. Wesley, I’m with you on the divergent listening experiences of “Renaissance” and “Cowboy Carter.” Approximately one billion performs later, “Renaissance” doesn’t have a “skip” second for me. “Cowboy Carter” is, as Pareles put it in his overview, “a bumpier trip.” At least till it isn’t: From “Ya Ya” on, it shifts gears into the fluid, relentless stream she achieved on “Renaissance” — or to make use of a Beatles reference, that the Fab Four obtain on Side 2 of “Abbey Road.” There’s rather a lot right here. I’m undecided all of it really works, however a few of it’s chic, and regardless it appears poised to increase Beyoncé’s unbelievable second imperial part till the promised Act III. Giddy up and bow down.
SISARIO A weak spot within the cinema-auteur idea is that there’s actually just one character in Beyoncé’s story, and that’s her. It’s extra like an ultra-dramatic monologue.
ZOLADZ I wish to zoom in on “Jolene,” which to me sums up a lot about this album’s unruly ambition, its inevitable limitations and its irreverent, endlessly remixed strategy to American musical historical past. Beyoncé’s “Jolene” isn’t a canopy a lot as an impassioned piece of fan fiction, rewriting Dolly Parton’s ballad of anguished jealousy right into a cocksure taunt: “Jolene, I’m warning you, don’t come for my man.”
This inversion of energy makes the track much less susceptible and emotionally efficient than Parton’s authentic, but it surely additionally gestures towards a dynamic that Parton glosses over in her introduction to Beyoncé’s take, when she compares her auburn-haired “Jolene” to the infamous Becky with the great hair Beyoncé known as out on “Lemonade”: “Just a hair of a special coloration,” Parton says, “but it surely hurts simply the identical.” Does it, although? Beyoncé’s lyric has a racial implication that Parton’s doesn’t.
A much more fascinating and profitable track is “Daughter.” Here is the pathos that’s lacking from her “Jolene” — so deeply felt that Beyoncé has to borrow from opera to exhibit the scope of her sorrow and longing for vengeance. “Daughter” is a bloody, modern-day homicide ballad within the revisionist spirit of SZA’s “Kill Bill,” but it surely’s additionally the flip aspect of “Daddy Lessons,” the countrified tune off “Lemonade” that in some sense kicked off the “Cowboy Carter” experiment. “Daddy Lessons” was each affectionate towards and important of that flawed fictionalized Daddy, however right here Beyoncé laments their similarities: “If you cross me, I’m similar to my father, I’m colder than Titanic water.”
