Listen Up: Wednesday, March 28, 2007

A D V E R T I S E M E N T A D V E R T I S E M E N T Rickie Lee Jones The Sermon on Exposition Boulevard\r\n(New West Music) By Jimmy Fowler For her first new collection of original material in almost four years, the quixotic melody-making virtuoso Rickie Lee Jones doesn’t need a personal savior so much as a producer willing to rap her knuckles at the piano and say, “What the hell are you trying to do?” The Sermon on Exposition Boulevard was inspired by a Los Angeles preacher-poet-musician named Lee Cantelon whose book The Words aims to yank the teachings of Jesus Christ out of the pews and into the clickity-clack crunch of contemporary urban living. Sounds like a plan, and also a challenge particularly well suited to a torch-song contemplative like Jones, whose recurring plot lines and city-street mythologizing often return to a yearning for redemption and escape. But Cantelon, who co-wrote a few of the tunes on Exposition Boulevard, and producer-instrumentalist Peter Atanasoff, either put too much distance between themselves and the artist in the making of this album, or encouraged her worst free-form instincts to create what would previously have been regarded as unthinkable: a nearly tuneless Rickie Lee Jones album. Her deliberately eccentric delivery has alienated mass audiences for much of her three-decade career, but in songs like “Nobody Knows My Name,” “Where I Like It Best,” and “Road To Emmaus,” she’s jettisoned the pretense of singing and playing for a voice-cracking chant and the dreary chug-chug of basic rhythm work on guitar and piano. The single, “Falling Up,” lazily confuses a song title with a full chorus — a sure sign that the songwriter is treading water. “I Was There” is an eight-minute finale that aims for exotic sonic effects but instead sounds like it was recorded in a pet store. The vibrant sneer of “Tried To Be A Man” is the closest thing The Sermon on Exposition Boulevard has to a coherent, satisfying song, and it proves that finding religion and maintaining a sense of creative discipline are not mutually exclusive. Fri at Lakewood Theater, 1825 Abrams Pkwy, Dallas. 9pm. $30-45. 214-373-8000. Email this Article...