{"id":37817,"date":"2004-01-15T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2004-01-15T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/tormato\/"},"modified":"2004-01-15T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2004-01-15T00:00:00","slug":"tormato","status":"publish","type":"review","link":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/tormato\/","title":{"rendered":"Tormato"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The amazing thing about Yes &#8212; besides the sheer fact they&#8217;re all still alive and still capable of playing great live shows 35 years later &#8212; is that as often as they&#8217;ve been brilliant over the years, they&#8217;ve also been terribly, terribly ordinary\u2026 or worse. It&#8217;s as though the musical intelligence batteries take an increasing amount of time to recharge after each eruption, and in the meantime, what you get is occasionally-promising goo.<\/p>\n<p>And there it is, your summary of  <i>Tormato<\/i> &#8212; occasionally-promising goo.<\/p>\n<p>Interestingly, it&#8217;s the two Yes-men who would depart after the failed sessions that followed this album and tour &#8212; singer Jon Anderson and keyboardist Rick Wakeman &#8212; who fare the worst here. Wakeman, after concentrating on rich, grand organ and keyboard sounds on  <i>Going For The One<\/i>, inexplicably delves into some of the cheesiest, tinniest proto-&#8217;80s synth tones you&#8217;d ever want to shield your dog&#8217;s ears from on this album.<\/p>\n<p>Anderson, for his part, seems here to have lost his way completely as a lyricist, jumping all over the place like an ADD-ridden flower child. I mean, &#8220;Arriving UFO&#8221; &#8212; what more need be said? How about this: the only thing more horrifying than Anderson wanting to put a song as teeth-grindingly twee as the wretched &#8220;Circus Of Heaven&#8221; on a Yes album, is the rest of the band letting him. Were they all drunk?? (Survey says: possibly.)<\/p>\n<p>There are two high points\u2026 well, alright, one and a half. &#8220;On The Silent Wings Of Freedom&#8221; is an eight-minute Chris Squire piece in which he uses a harmonized Rickenbacker bass and pedals to produce some of the most amazing, buoyant bass tones and melodies you&#8217;ll ever hear. The lyric is evocative and sung to good effect by Anderson; even a dose of too-chirpy synths from Wakeman can&#8217;t spoil this party. The other half a highlight on  <i>Tormato<\/i> is &#8220;Release, Release,&#8221; a tight rock number whose punch is undercut by a silly chorus (&#8220;Rock is the medium of our generation&#8221;\u2026eek) adorned with embarrassing faux-crowd noise.<\/p>\n<p>The rest is no better than tolerable. Squire&#8217;s somber &#8220;Onward&#8221; receives a better treatment live on 1996&#8217;s  <i>Keys To Ascension<\/i> than it does here. Wakeman&#8217;s &#8220;Madrigal&#8221; seems derived from but hardly inspired by the Renaissance flavor of  <i>Going For The One<\/i>&#8216;s much more interesting &#8220;Turn Of The Century.&#8221; The famously obscure Anderson suddenly springs a political message on Yes&#8217; audience with &#8220;Don&#8217;t Kill The Whale,&#8221; laying a stilted lyric over an undeniably cool beat. (But, those whiny synths! Ahhh!) As for &#8220;Future Times\/Rejoice,&#8221; well, if you don&#8217;t have anything nice to say\u2026 uh-huh.<\/p>\n<p>It would be heartening to think that  <i>Tormato<\/i> was just a momentary stumble, that a better Yes album lay just around the corner if these guys had just stuck it out. But the results of the infamous &#8220;Paris sessions&#8221; &#8212; the aborted effort to craft a follow-up to  <i>Tormato<\/i> &#8212; were so dismal that you wonder at guitarist Steve Howe&#8217;s motives in unearthing them for inclusion on last year&#8217;s  <i>In A Word<\/i> box set. It&#8217;s as if he was trying to finally win the argument with the fans: &#8220;Look, we gave it another go and we all saw it was bloody awful. It was time to change things around again.&#8221; And indeed, in uniquely Yes fashion, they would.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":12,"featured_media":26574,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"artist":[5713],"rating":[5614],"class_list":["post-37817","review","type-review","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","artist-yes","rating-rating-c-plus"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/37817","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/review"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/12"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=37817"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/37817\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/26574"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=37817"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"artist","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/artist?post=37817"},{"taxonomy":"rating","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/rating?post=37817"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}