CD REVIEW: CSNY / Déjà Vu LIVE (Reprise Records)

Boy, did I SO MUCH want this to be a masterpiece. Granted, it’s a live album i.e. a picture of a moment, a glimpse of an evening, a facsimile of an experience. Nostalgia for those who were at the shows of CSNY’s 2006 Freedom of Speech tour, which by all accounts of the long-time fans I’ve spoken to who attended, was very moving, inspirational and impassioned.

And yes, if you are a right-wing fan of CSNY (there must be some...those who just like good music, or perhaps some who don’t get what they hear or pay attention to the words – like those who thought BORN IN THE U.S.A. was a pro-Reagan song), you should probably stay away from this CD, and I’m sure if you're a neo-con who happened to find yourselves in attendance at these shows you will run from this CD in due course.

For you old hippies, left wingers, hopeful idealists, cynical rebels, believers in free speech and democracy this just might be your cup of organic chai. Now, it’s not the best CSNY musically, but then again, they have always been about capturing moments, not necessarily striving for perfection. Some nights (years, projects) there are more illuminating moments than others.

And if you couldn’t make it through Neil’s recent LIVING WITH WAR aural diatribe against the current administration’s veil of b.s. then this outspoken revisiting of many of that records songs and ALL of the invective stance espoused by that release than this outing may soon replace TRANS as your least favorite Neil experience.

As a window into the place where art and politics, the 60s, rock n roll and outspoken creative, humanistic stances meet then this is a CD-long glimpse into what is the bread and butter of what has fueled CSNY for 40 years of sporadic interaction and inspiration—not just a nostalgia trip—but the belief that as artists, part of what you do is seek truth. You investigate, observe, spill your guts, take a stand, remain fearless in the eyes of those who observe you, those who criticize you, those who look to your for insight and inspiration.

So thanks to these guys, Bob Dylan, Joan Baez, Pete Seeger, Joe Strummer, Steve Earle, Billy Bragg..those who at one time or another could not help themselves but observe and investigate, explore and seek some kind of truth beyond the egos, the in-fighting, the girls and drugs and glow of success and put something on the line for what they believe.

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Now, musically, there’s not much you haven’t heard from these guys before (especially if you’ve been paying attention to Neil lately), but this won’t be the album to turn around any new, young listeners who wonder what the fuss has been about, unless of course, they are recently politicized and looking for messages they can rekindle into their own passions. The longed-for ferocious guitar interplay between Stills and Young is not the focus here though there are glimmers. In fact Stills is all but non-present here with only three of his tunes in less than remarkable renditions and his guitar and harmoniy voc al work takes a decided low profile. Neil is, as always insane on the guitar. The opening notes of his first solo on AFTER THE GARDEN just cracked me up. So audacious and appropriate (like the ballsy, dirge version of BLOWIN’ IN THE WIND from Neil’s Arc-Weld tour during the first Gulf War), explosive, war-like edge.

Now, back in the day, being a huge David Crosby fan, the first thing I’d do when I got back from a CSN or CSNY show or cracked the cello off of a new LP or CD was to count how many songs each of the four proponents contributed. Soon realizing that I’d never get enough Crosby songs, whether because his brilliance came in less prolific spurts than the foaming flow of Neil's output, the hooky craftsmanship of Nash or the brazen macho of Stills' writing, or because he just couldn’t win those internal battles over running order, minutes available and such. Each album and tour had a figure who seemed to lead the fray in the perspective department, at least until the CSN of the later, Neil-less years became more of a nostalgic live experience than a viable group with something NEW to say.

The fact that the disc starts with a Woodstock-y audience chant over which the band harmonizes on an acapella rendering of Croz’s timeless WHAT ARE THEIR NAMES is a wonderfully timely opening. This followed by Neil’s studio-tracked solo piano (with minimal overdubbed synth and bass by Neil) piece LIVING WITH WAR-THEME is curious. I wonder if this was taped and added to bookend the message of the CD or if it was perhaps piped into the p.a. at the start of the shows or as soundtrack to a pertinent video? I would love to see some DVD of this tour since I unfortunately missed it.

The fact that the four of them are coming together more often in the last decade than ever before has been just a good sign and sure, Neil’s direction has predominated, being the force of nature that he is and by far the most prolific and visionary artist of his generation.

Musically, it is nice to hear the harmonies of these guys together on some of Neil’s new stuff as well as the old stand-bys. The vocal version of LIVING WITH WAR is especially nice as is the aforementioned AFTER THE GARDEN. What I just don’t get is the trumpet. PLEASE leave it at home. Or at least get someone who can play in tune. I get the idea of it…I like and actually adore the mariachi punch that this kind of coloration gives the tunes what would work best on one tune as coloration gets old when so shabbily executed each time it rises out of the mix. Perhaps, I was just SO looking forward to hearing these great songs without the horn with perhaps Steve Stills filling in with riffs or Spooner Oldham filling the spot with a tasty B-3 fill. But hard to second-guess Neil. ROGER & OUT is gorgeous and haunting, somewhat like a cross between a poignant and mournful version of Dylan’s KNOCKIN ON HEAVEN’S DOOR fused with the melancholy edge of CORTEZ THE KILLER’S softer huge guitar sentiments. This is the highlight of the disc for me, I think, on first listen.

This is followed by a gorgeous rendition of FIND THE COST OF FREEDOM missing only the transcendent high harmony of their earlier years’ versions. TEACH YOUR CHILDREN, while apropos and a ready anthem, is also a bit tossed off sounding, as the huge anthemic hits tend that get troded out towards the end of shows often are. More about connecting with the fans than actually nailing something stunningly musical. And again, with the original studio version being a signpost of a generation, always a hard one to top.

The album ends with the second instrumental version of the LIVING WITH WAR-THEME. This is a very evocative and hauntingly beautiful Neil melody. Simple and moving. Here with some subtle synth strings as opposed to the earlier versions more active effects.

All in all, this album, while musically not their most compelling of output (always their first two studio records and Four-Way Street must be deemed essential along with the black CSN record—and I won’t even get started on their solo output which is filled with a wealth of treasures), this album makes me proud to be a long time fan, proud to be someone who can still believe in the power of art--be it Picasso’s Gurenica, Hunter S. Thompson’s political writing, Robert Mapplethorpe’s stunning visual images, or CSNY’s “Ohio--to observe, inspire, pontificate, push buttons and allow the audience to see another point of view on the road to forming one’s own ever-developing opinions.

At the outset of this review, I was half way through my first listen and I was feeling a bit disappointed. Now by the end of the first spin, as I hit the play button once more, I am sitting peaceful. Nostalgic, hopeful, and impassioned on the opening night of the Democratic National Convention. Forward into the fray. One day at a time, head held high, heart a-flutter.