{"id":37823,"date":"2004-01-19T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2004-01-19T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/90125-2\/"},"modified":"2004-01-19T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2004-01-19T00:00:00","slug":"90125-2","status":"publish","type":"review","link":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/90125-2\/","title":{"rendered":"90125"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s late fall, 1983. I&#8217;m a senior in college, driving through<br \/>\nthe tree-lined streets of Davis, California with the radio on,<br \/>\nhaving sort of lost track of my long-since-imploded favorite<br \/>\nprogressive rock band Yes, whose last really good album (<br \/>\n<i>Going For The One<\/i>) had come out six years earlier. Flipping<br \/>\nthrough the channels, I catch the beginning of a new song\u2026<br \/>\n<i>Hmm, decent opening guitar riff; kinda neato pseudo-symphonic<br \/>\nsynth effects; crisp, spacious, modern (&#8217;80s) commercial<br \/>\nproduction; a beat you could just about dance to, and\u2026 the<br \/>\nvocals\u2026 WTF? Is that Jon Anderson?!?<\/i><\/p>\n<p>My reaction to &#8220;Owner Of A Lonely Heart&#8221; (the band&#8217;s only #1 hit<br \/>\nin its 35-year existence) was probably pretty typical for a fan of<br \/>\n&#8220;Classic Yes&#8221; &#8212; first shock, then fascination. What happened? And<br \/>\nwho&#8217;s playing those fat, in-your-face power chords, because it sure<br \/>\nisn&#8217;t Mr. Fluid Elegance Steve Howe.<\/p>\n<p>The story goes like so. After the 1980<br \/>\n<i>Drama<\/i> lineup of Yes broke up, guitarist Howe and keyboard<br \/>\nplayer Geoff Downes linked up with Asia, while vocalist\/producer<br \/>\nTrevor Horn went back to producing, and bassist\/vocalist Chris<br \/>\nSquire and drummer Alan White forged on as a duo. For a few heady<br \/>\nweeks, there was talk of a new band to be called XYZ<br \/>\n(ex-Yes\/Zeppelin), to consist of Squire, White, Jimmy Page and<br \/>\npossibly Robert Plant. That idea didn&#8217;t pan out, though, and some<br \/>\ntime later, Squire and White hooked up with South African<br \/>\nguitarist\/vocalist\/composer Trevor Rabin. Their new unit was to be<br \/>\ncalled Cinema, and featured Rabin as the main composer and singer,<br \/>\nalong with (eventually) former Yes-man Tony Kaye on keyboards.<br \/>\nTrevor Horn was invited in to produce and recording ensued, but the<br \/>\nlabel expressed concern over Rabin handling both guitars and lead<br \/>\nvocals. Around the same time, Squire and former Yes lead vocalist<br \/>\nJon Anderson had gotten back in touch, and Squire sent over the<br \/>\nCinema tapes. Anderson was intrigued, the label was delighted, and<br \/>\nthe rest is history. Yes was reborn, albeit with an entirely new<br \/>\nsound, dominated by Rabin.<\/p>\n<p>That sound was, simply put, prototypical arena rock. Big, flashy<br \/>\nguitars, steady, thumping beats, sleek production and tight, poppy<br \/>\nsongs. On the one hand, it was a sound that served mainstream rock<br \/>\nbands like Foreigner, Journey and Boston well in the late &#8217;70s and<br \/>\nearly &#8217;80s; on the other, it was a slap in the face for fans of the<br \/>\nprogressive, experimental vision Yes had been thrilling fans with<br \/>\nsince 1969. From whichever angle you approach it, one thing is<br \/>\nundeniable, though; in the context of 1983,<br \/>\n<i>90125<\/i>&#8216;s approach was fresh, modern and exciting.<\/p>\n<p>Still, for long-time Yes fans like me, it was a challenge to<br \/>\nsort out our feelings. Do you cringe at the commercial tone of the<br \/>\nnew music, or feel grateful that Yes is back and try to get with<br \/>\nthe new program? Are they sell-outs, or survivors? I have a<br \/>\ncolleague at my day job who, when presented with a dilemma of this<br \/>\nmagnitude, is fond of proclaiming &#8220;I feel strongly both ways.&#8221;<br \/>\nWhich is about as fair an assessment as you&#8217;re likely to get out of<br \/>\nme about<br \/>\n<i>90125<\/i>. One Trevor Rabin supporter over on Amazon.com called<br \/>\n<i>90125<\/i> &#8220;Yes&#8217;s best album of the &#8217;80s.&#8221; I agree<br \/>\nwholeheartedly, even if it&#8217;s sort of like naming the least homely<br \/>\ndog in town the &#8220;best of show.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Say this for<br \/>\n<i>90125<\/i>, it&#8217;s the best set of songs the Trevor Rabin version<br \/>\nof Yes ever produced. &#8220;Owner Of A Lonely Heart&#8221; is a fine little<br \/>\nditty, perhaps a bit dated now, but full of energy and undeniable<br \/>\nhooks. &#8220;Hold On&#8221; and &#8220;It Can Happen&#8221; rock out to similar effect,<br \/>\nwith the latter even having a bit of a prog edge to it thanks to<br \/>\nthe sitar. These tracks have a cohesive sound, as though Rabin&#8217;s<br \/>\narena rock yin and Anderson&#8217;s airy prog yang have found a happy<br \/>\nmedium.<\/p>\n<p>Signs of trouble were there already for any who cared to read<br \/>\nthe tea leaves, though. &#8220;City of Love&#8221; and &#8220;Changes&#8221; were<br \/>\nessentially Rabin solo tracks with some Anderson vocals added, and<br \/>\nfeatured very un-Yes-like crunch on the thundering guitars. &#8220;Leave<br \/>\nIt&#8221; was another Rabin showcase, although its soaring multi-part<br \/>\nvocal harmonies suggested a lighter side to Mr. Leatherpants (as<br \/>\nHowe partisans would dub the usurper). Not to be outshined by<br \/>\nRabin, Anderson and his sunny sentimentality dominate both the<br \/>\nsoaring, rather pretty &#8220;Hearts&#8221; and the forgettable &#8220;Our Song.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Overall, the album works remarkably well for what it is &#8212; the<br \/>\nfusion of two very distinct and to some extent opposite approaches<br \/>\nto music. Many critiques of this album are somewhat unfair; Trevor<br \/>\nRabin was right to have reservations about calling this band &#8220;Yes,&#8221;<br \/>\neven with four former members on board. It was a different band<br \/>\nplaying a radically different style of music from anything Yes had<br \/>\nproduced before. Placed in the context of other arena rock bands of<br \/>\nthe era, Cinema\/Yes performs well on<br \/>\n<i>90125<\/i>. The songs are punchy and often memorable, and<br \/>\ncertainly feature more skillful\/creative musical backing than any<br \/>\nother arena rock outfit at the time could muster. It&#8217;s just that,<br \/>\nplaced alongside a prog-rock masterwork on the scale of &#8220;Close To<br \/>\nThe Edge,&#8221; they look like cheesy miniatures. Context is<br \/>\neverything&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>In closing, one last caveat. The thing we occasionally<br \/>\nhigh-and-mighty Steve Howe fans must remember about the Rabin era,<br \/>\nand<br \/>\n<i>90125<\/i> in particular, is that while the Howe-less Yes was<br \/>\n&#8220;tarnishing the band&#8217;s legacy&#8221; (not my sentiment, but not an<br \/>\nuncommon one), our man Steve was busy with Asia, cranking<br \/>\n(wanking?) out some of the most awful top 40 prog-lite ever<br \/>\nrecorded. Compared to twaddle like &#8220;Only Time Will Tell,&#8221; &#8220;Owner Of<br \/>\nA Lonely Heart&#8221; is freaking Mozart.<\/p>\n<p>It was the times, folks. 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