line in ‘How Fucking Romantic’, halfway through the first disc in The
Magnetic Fields’ massive triple-album 69 Love Songs, in which Dudley
Klute, one of the many creative foils utilised by the group’s leader Stephin
Merritt, breathily sings “drag another cliché howling from the vaults”.
A sub-minute, a-cappella track set to finger snaps, it’s easy to miss in the
context of a record that lasts nearly three hours and spans almost every
conceivable genre and pop music vernacular, but in many respects it
encapsulates the project’s raison d’etre. Throughout the enormous song
suite – unquestionably his magnum opus, even in a career characterised
by ambitious concepts – Merritt takes such threadbare clichés from popular song
and stands them on their head. As he himself pointed out in interviews at the
time, 69 Love Songs is not an album about love, but about love songs,
which is another prospect altogether. By examining and interrogating these
well-worn concepts, one of the key mediums by which we as a society think about
love, what it means to us, and how we celebrate it, Merritt breaks open an
almost endless realm of possibilities.
acclaimed albums in as many years, Stephin Merritt and The Magnetic Fields had
forged strong reputation by the mid-Nineties, associated with the wave of
alternative acts that were gaining attention from America’s nation-wide indie
network, yet not entirely belonging to it. Merritt’s songwriting had always
been strongly indebted to more classical (and certainly pre-punk) influences
than many of his band’s contemporaries. Sitting in a gay piano bar in Manhattan
and listening to florid renditions of Stephen Sondheim originals, he had the
idea to write a collection of 100 love songs, packaged as “a theatrical
revue with four drag queens. And whoever the audience liked best at the
end of the night would get paid.” Writing these songs in bars around New York
City over the course of several years, recording them in large part by himself
and whittling the number down to 69 – presented over three 23-track discs – the
finished album was released in September 1999.
risk of a massive project like this is that quality control goes out of the
window, subordinated to the needs of quantity. But what’s remarkable about 69
Love Songs is how consistently enjoyable and consistent it is, both in
engagement of attention over a whopping 173 minutes and in terms of the
delivery of emotional clout. The songs fall into four broad categories –
melodramatic ballads, short ditties, playful genre exercises and the kind of
default indie-rock that The Magnetic Fields had built their career on thusfar. The
tracklisting is ordered in such a way that the mood and tone changes
constantly, never allowed to settle in to one particular mode for very long,
keeping the listener’s attention. It’s an exhausting listen, far too much to
internalise in one go first time out, but repeated listens and using the
shuffle function quickly reap rewards.
seem to be Merritt’s strongest suit for anyone unfamiliar with his work and
seeking a way in to 69 Love Songs. The hilariously mopey ‘I Don’t Believe In The Sun’
would be leaden in someone else’s hands, but Merritt scores it through with
enough knowing sarcasm to carry it through. That self-deprecation is seen in ‘I Don’t Want To Get Over You’
and ‘Grand Canyon’, and
uplifts the outrageously beautiful ‘Busby Berkeley Dreams’, while
Merritt seems to play the honky-tonk dreamscape of ‘Papa Was A Rodeo’ with a
straight bat. ‘The Book Of Love’
is probably the most famous song from the album, covered by Peter Gabriel and
appearing in an episode of ‘Scrubs’. Meanwhile, the likes of the sauntering
‘No One Will Ever Love You’
and the new-wave leanings of ‘The
Death Of Ferdinand De Saussure’ more neatly fit the template of the kind of
music that The Magnetic Fields were already making.
further listens, however, the more eclectic aspects of 69 Love Songs begin
to reveal their charms. What’s noticeable is the number of pretty, upbeat
tracks like the opener ‘Absolutely
Cuckoo’, or the springy ‘The
Luckiest Guy On The Lower East Side’, that serve to break up the mood with
sharp, memorable hooks. These are often sung by Merritt’s revolving cast of
backing singers – Claudia Gonson steals the playground chant of ‘Washington, D.C.’ and the
yearning ‘Acoustic Guitar’,
while LD Beghtol and Merritt share the spotlight on the ukulele-driven ‘The One You Really Love’.
Shirley Simms takes the sweeping ‘Kiss
Me Like You Mean It’ for herself, which is both grandiose and minimalist at
the same time.
there’s the most interesting and delightful aspect of all – The Magnetic
Fields’ take on a whole panoply of genres, ranging from medieval folk to
minimalist electro-clash via reggae, jazz and accordion music. The florid
electronic pop of ‘Long-Forgotten
Fairytale’ is a treat, while the feathery, skittering ‘Strange Eyes’ was a take on
electro-clash before it even hit popular consciousness. ‘It’s A Crime’ would be an
almost offensively stereotypical rip-off of reggae if it wasn’t so sincerely
delivered. Merritt even explored harpsichord music on ‘For We Are The King Of The
Boudoir’, and what sounds like medieval minstrel music on ‘Wi’ Nae Wee Bairn Ye’ll Me Beget’.
While they’re both pretty chintzy and seem rather arbitrary, they do illustrate
Merritt’s extreme versatility, his bloody-minded ability to literally turn his
hand to any instrument or style and not only wrangle a tune from it, but a
catchy and strangely affecting one too, filled with sophisticated lyrical
conceits and flourishes.
While some of the tracks do admittedly feel like conceits – there’s no time to fully three-dimensionalise songs when operating on this kind of scale – the way that 69 Love Songs is presented somehow makes that exactly the point. All of the tracks concern love, directly or tangentially, but they are almost all delivered playfully, in an ironic or off-beat manner, to leaven or undercut their lyrical content or the surface-level gravitas of the music. Jealousy and infidelity are explored on the languid ballad ‘Yeah! Oh, Yeah’, the story of a man who murders his wife, for example.
Merritt, as a gay man, is also careful not to make these songs about lust, love and courtship a purely ‘straightwashed’ affair. The perspective of the leering ‘Underwear’ switches genders, while ‘When My Boy Walks Down The Street’ is full of swaggering joie-de-vivre. The way that many of the songs resplendently present themselves exudes a theatricality that could never serve as a backdrop for a somebody purely straight-splaining love, as well as a deep understanding and passion for the music itself. Anyone looking for a deep dive into the album and its ocean of songs should track down LD Beghtol’s 69 Love Songs: A Field Guide, published as part of the 33⅓ series of books about classic albums.
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albums represent a vanishingly tiny and select group in the pantheon of pop:
decent ones, even more so. Even the mighty Clash found the concept too unwieldy
to execute properly on the uneven Sandinista!. But 69 Love
Songs works, because it never marries itself to one idea of what it should
be. A stupendously talented songwriter, Merritt flits from broken-hearted
misanthrope to wide-eyed raconteur in the blink of an eye. It’s a simultaneous
deconstruction and celebration of the idea of the love song – what they mean to
us, and what it says about the idea of love itself that we should project
ourselves and our relationships onto them. Love songs glorify romance, yet
rarely (if ever) address the true nature of love – that it can blind us to
truths, that it is often hard to maintain and sometimes ends in sadness and
heartbreak when it disappears. 69 Love Songs is valuable because it
acknowledges these truths. In the context of 1999, it was refreshingly
dismissive of contemporary pop fashions, and two decades later, nothing has
surpassed it in purely artistic terms.
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