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In a lot of ways, I consider this album to be Robbie Basho's study in arpeggio. Instead of the gale-force sonic flurry often heard on his earlier albums, here we get gentle, climbing guitar figures in which each individual note is audible and easy to savor. For me, the two six-string pinnacles of Basho's Venus in Cancer style are the leadoff title track and "Kowaka d'Amour." The former is a tentative, searching piece that sounds partly improvised--there's not necessarily an explicit melody, but the piece has an overall melodic flow and the mood progresses from mysterious to soaringly sublime at a majestic pace. The latter song is like a darker, moodier shadow of the opener (perhaps like the astrological cover art suggests), with more of a minor, Eastern feel, but still an emphasis on space with a lot of the playing in arpeggio form.
Aside from these two brilliant solo guitar pieces, we get three vocal tunes and a 12-string instrumental. It's customary--nay, obligatory--when writing about Robbie Basho to comment on his "love it or hate it" voice. People love pretty guitar instrumentals, but they don't want to worry about weird. Basho's vocal style is undeniably unconventional, but I'd argue that it's also tough to deny his ability. If you can listen to "Eagle Sails the Blue Diamond Waters" without being moved, you've got a harder heart than I. For me, it's not the timbre or style of Basho's voice that's an issue--I think it's marvelously unique, especially in combination with his guitar style--it's more of an issue with his poetry, which is often a bit florid (see "Wine Song"). But somehow, it all fits together here--I think "Song for the Queen" is one of the best realizations of Basho's combined guitar/vocal vision, with an aura of stately mystery that meshes well with the track's french horn and string arrangement. Out of the man's entire discography, I think the vocals work best here--far better than the less distinctive Basho Sings! and probably also even better than the vocal-heavy The Voice of the Eagle. Regardless, Basho's vocals will probably always be bound turn off a number of those listeners who are merely looking for another John Fahey. To the initiated, though, it's clear that Basho had a different purpose and for better or worse wasn't willing to go all-instrumental.
Venus in Cancer is a pretty good place to start with Robbie Basho--I still remember my first listen, standing out in the late summer sun painting a barn door, watching birds cross overhead and marveling at the man's passion and ability without really understanding the extent of his vision. A lot of my favorite albums have taken years to fully appreciate, but I can still vividly remember that first unknowing encounter--this is definitely one of them.
Out of print, but For sale used here.
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