When My Train Comes In

(A Review Of Joel Plaskett's Latest Album 'Three')

by Matt McKechnie

There used to be an old song by De La Soul that I loved

in which the chorus repeated 'Three...it's a magic numba...'

amidst other silly De La Soul-esque flowery beats and

ramblings.

In Joel Plaskett's 'Three', there are no flowery beats or

hippie-centric rap songs. There are only 27 individual pieces

of art in a musical exhibit that draw a passer-by in to stare

deeply. In a recent interview I conducted with Plaskett, his

words gave me some insight into some of the borderline-OCD

art-work within the album. Plaskett said "I felt that people

would only really get into this album if I could actually

somehow 'bring em to it'...". Using only the warm sounds of

analog recording equipment (as opposed to the default

digital of the modern world), the acoustic-driven (yet

often full-banded ending) songs have a tone of soothing

listenability that run through the entirety of the disc.

With three different albums towing nine songs apiece, there

is plenty to sink your teeth into and almost every aspect

of each album is divisible by three, in some way shape or

form. From the re-curring usage of the three word song

titles ('Heartless, Heartless, Heartless', 'Run, Run, Run',

'Gone, Gone, Gone', etc.), the listeners gets a strong sense

that Plaskett is trying to stick tightly to a concept with

little variance or movement outside of that frame. The

honey-drip accompanying vocals of Rose Cousins and New

York folker Anna Egge lend themselves to almost every song

in a brilliantly guiding light.

But so what? Tons of other artists put this kind of tedious

and exasperating prep into a full length - what is it about

Joel's work that pushes his cream to the top of the milk jar?

It might be due to Joel's ultra-personal songwriting style

that brings the listener right into his living room. JP pulls

no punches when it comes to exploring his own demons

(which are actually shown in the 2nd disc song 'Demons')

and darkness.

But what is it that keeps Plaskett 'Rollin, Rollin, Rollin'?

From his early days with 'The Hermit' (Thrush Hermit)

to his first solo work 'In Need of Medical Attention', Joel

has proven his ability to stay centrally focused (majorly

within rock, country and folk) but to dip very deeply into

varied musical pools when he needs to; He's not afraid to

pick up a mandolin and strum a heartfelt ballad or to

rip full-throttle into his beat-up fender duck and rock the

crowd without abandon. This is no more evident in the

song that rocks hardest on the album - 'Run, Run, Run'.

In this final song on disc 1, after a Zeppelin-esque whap-

drum and sonic rock riff ends, an acoustic coda begins

that ends the song with a brilliant refrain that just may

sum up Joel's experience as a musician so far - and as a

human being:

'All you beautiful creatures

You are featured presentations

Show me a little patience

Won't you meet me at the station

When my train comes in...'

In that same interview, Joel defined success as a sort of

'restlessness' in the sense that he is never truly happy with

what he's made - and he is always on to the next thing.

I didn't really get into this album at first - but it's like any

book worth reading; it takes some time to ingest and once

it sticks, it is all over your consciousness. Let's hope that

Joel still has a ways to go before that ever-running

train comes in.