The 
				Stranger & Other Apparitions
				
				
				 
				Boulder, 
				Colorado singer-songwriter Dennis Wanebo offers up another plate 
				of imaginative soul searching.
				  
				  
				By RAR 
				Dennis 
				Wanebo is a guy who once won one of those John Lennon 
				songwriting competitions, which got his tunes played on the 
				radio in the Colorado market. I have always appreciated his 
				smarts and I love his high-range vocals. I enjoy his stories, 
				and also enjoy hearing his influences, which come across 
				particularly strong in his work. 
				Working with his musical partner Bob 
				Story, Wanebo has a new CD out, The Stranger & Other 
				Apparitions, which is reviewed track-by-track on this page. 
				That cover art you see here is "Sweeping Squall" by Sushe Felix, 
				and it aptly illustrates the theme of Wanebo's album, which 
				seems to be resolution. It has him buffeted by memories of past 
				relationships and seeking a restful state, like at the end of a 
				storm. 
				Wanebo has a lifetime of experience to 
				draw from, as he creates his musical expressions, though you 
				wouldn't necessarily know that from his voice. He has a youthful 
				quality that erases any barrier that one might imagine would 
				exist for a senior songwriter writing for a junior world. 
				This new CD doesn't seem as ambitious in 
				scope as has much of his past work. He is more in coffee house 
				or theater mode here than usual, because he is a guy who will go 
				for the grand musical statement. This time around, he is far 
				less muscular and less science fiction oriented in his approach, 
				and more homey by far. He has come up with a bunch of good 
				songs. Overall, I wish that he had spent more time on his 
				lower-range vocals, that they were supported more with harmony 
				vocals, and that they were mixed further forward. I think he 
				might have pushed some songs across with more urgency, seeming a 
				little lethargic and unfocused in some instances. That said, I 
				am a big fan of Wanebo and if I had five stars to hand out, I'd 
				probably give this album 3.5. A remix and perhaps some improved 
				vocals could push it up to 4.5, but no matter. His stuff always 
				sounds great on Sunday morning, and in that mode The Stranger 
				& Other Apparitions is a fine entry. 
				
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				The album opens with "Come On Back", an acoustic ballad of 
				longing that features two of the Wanebo-Story team's strong 
				suits: 
				Wanebo's lovely voice and Story's lovely slide guitar. "Misery 
				looses all her nerve whenever beauty ascends the stage..." 
				Wanebo references a Phrygian scale here, which is sort of odd 
				and gets the song off on a mysterious tide that flows into a 
				standard country ballad, occasionally referencing back to the 
				opening feel. It supports the narrative structure nicely, 
				putting the listener in the mind of the lonely suitor, swept 
				along by a wave a nostalgic memory and longing.
				 
				
				"Demolition Man" has a Parisian 
				nightclub vibe, decorated with a Hammond B3 decor. Christian 
				Teele is on drums and Eric Moon on keys, as they are throughout 
				the album. Wanebo's tunes often have the relaxed feel of one of 
				those Sunday morning mellow music shows, and this is one such. 
				There are nice female back vocals on this song, which go 
				uncredited, but Wanebo has a talented daughter whose work it 
				likely is. 
				
				"It Can't Be" introduces an electric 
				guitar element, and it has a radio friendly chorus driven by 
				some nice harmony vocals. This tune has that soulful grunge you 
				associate with mountain folk, or possibly The Grateful Dead. It 
				brings Bob Weir to mind, to my ear. 
				
				
 
		 
				
				"Bottomless Lakes" is a piano tune 
				turned rockabilly shaker, and it is quite effective. You start 
				with Cole Porter and then Buddy Holly here, a little Everly 
				Brothers, Jerry Lee Lewis, and a dose of '60s psychedelia 
				sneaking in around the edges. Interesting song. I can almost 
				feel the Fish in Wanebo's Country Joe. 
				
				"Interlude: Eclipse Over Alliance" 
				is a narrative section in which Wanebo muses on the recent solar 
				eclipse, which he witnessed from Alliance, Nebraska. (It is only 
				one of the many reasons to visit that rich area of interest.) 
				The lawyer in Wanebo is a good talker - he'd make a good 
				panelist on a show about anything - and here he talks about the 
				eclipse as a life-changing experience. He's like that 
				Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, keen to the power of 
				nature, and he uses it to get to this line - "You see something 
				that you have never, ever seen in your life" - all to set the 
				stage for the next song. 
				
				"If Those Hands Could Speak" 
				features fine musicianship - love Teele's sensitive percussion 
				work - to support a spooky, swampy sound. "All those years ago 
				when there were no mouths to feed..." I have no idea what this 
				song is about, but it seems to recall interactions that left a 
				mark. I can't tell if it was good or otherwise, but the song 
				works well with mystery. 
				
				"The Stranger" features Wanebo's 
				facility with the high-range vocal. He is like two different 
				guys, the lower register one being a sensitive, 
				accessible, countrified every man, and the higher being this 
				other angelic form. If he stayed in the high range he'd be Brian 
				Wilson, who must have been an influence. This is a really good 
				song, with a strong chorus and a cool build repeat. It makes me 
				want to lick some window pane and hitchhike to L.A. 
				
				  
 
		
				
				"Shut the Windows Please" is Brewer 
				& Shipley, if that means anything to anybody. This is an 
				acoustic style of music that was particularly popular around 
				1970, when there was a back-to-the-country feeling in the land. 
				You get banjo here and some down home references. "My sweet 
				mama, there's no real trauma..." 
				
				"Tending the Fire" - "there are 
				those beneath you sleeping softly with the lord..." Did he say 
				that? It would be a typical Waneboism. He loves an odd turn of 
				phrase and a weighted metaphor. This song is all about 
				custodianship, a tribute to those who "tend the fire", protect 
				the flame, preserve the world. 
				
				"Routine-able Me" puts Wanebo back 
				in coffee house mode, where he is really accessible. This song 
				is nicely arranged and the back vocals are dynamite. Whoever 
				this lady is, she has perfect pitch and a wonderful vocal 
				quality. This is another one of those Sunday morning songs. I 
				hear remnants of the commercial folk of the early '60s here - 
				The Kingston Trio, for instance. And I hear early Paul Simon, 
				who probably also liked those folk groups of that preceding 
				generation. 
				
				"Fly On the Wall" would have been 
				recorded by John Denver if John Denver was still singing. This 
				demonstrates Wanebo's ability to toss off a clever ditty without 
				really having to try at all. It is so commercial - maybe not 
				from this time, but from that previously referenced era - that 
				it feels off-the-shelf, clichéd in that way that would have once 
				put it on a platter. 
				
				"A Night at the Roadhouse" is a 
				clever tune, beautifully done. Love Moon's piano work. Wanebo 
				invites a crowd in, seats them in an orderly manner, and starts 
				the show with a relaxed groove tune that puts us all at ease. I 
				cannot imagine why he didn't open this album with this tune, as 
				it is sort of a countrified equivalent to the opening of Sargent 
				Peppers. "There's room for you and for me..." 
				
				"Lost and Found" is a hit for Dennis 
				Wanebo as a songwriter, and for this uncredited female vocalist. 
				This should be on Nashville radio right now, though it could 
				have been on L.A. radio in 1970, when Linda Ronstadt would have 
				sung it. Quite honestly, if Wanebo had a CD of songs with this 
				girl singing songs like this, he would be living in that place 
				previously owned by Warren Zevon and other smart, ridiculously 
				successful songwriters. This is the best song on the album. Not 
				sure why it is the last thing you hear, and this singer should 
				be getting credit!  |