Reviews: Michael Plishka ~ Spit, Sputter, Blow... Contributed by Suzanne Glass on Monday, July 02, 2001 @ 06:53:08 PDT Topic: Reviews
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Artist: Michael Plishka
CD: Spit, Sputter, Blow...
Home: Chicago, Illinois
Style: Folk
Quote: “Most of these folk songs consist of just him strumming his acoustic
guitar and singing earnestly and passionately of unrequited love, soaring through
time, being carried along on the wind, and seeing angels dance in the sky. His
lyrics paint mythology and romance.”
There might be such a thing as reincarnation after all. I think that centuries
ago, Michael Plishka was a wandering troubadour. He’s still playing his
guitar and singing his poetry, but these days he lives in Chicago. I hope he
turns up again centuries from now, because his beautiful music will always find
an audience.
“Spit, Sputter, Blow” is Plishka’s first solo recording. Most
of these folk songs consist of just him strumming his acoustic guitar and singing
earnestly and passionately of unrequited love, soaring through time, being carried
along on the wind, and seeing angels dance in the sky. His lyrics paint mythology
and romance. From “Seven Sisters”: “Sunlit Sliver in an aqua
sky, Greek God planet shines into my eye, high above immersed in char-blue sea,
seven sisters looking down on me.”
Plishka throws himself completely into his stories. In “I Woke Up This
Morning,” the story of frustration comes out in his rapid acoustic strumming
and repetition of the line, “You don’t understand you don’t understand
you don’t understand...” The frenzied strumming makes a more joyful
sound on “When You Love Me,” one of the few happy love songs on the
CD. Other songs, like “And the River Flows” and “Einstein’s
Time,” are slow, contemplative and mystic.
One song surprised me with a concept completely different from the others. The
listener takes part in the performance. On the CD, “Bernard’s Waltz”
is only a minute-long, scratchy, old-fashioned recording of someone playing
the harmonica. But in the liner notes, “Bernard’s Waltz” is the
story of an elderly man Plishka met on a train. The listener reads the story
of Bernard’s life while listening to the old recording. The experience
has a bit of magic to it. It’s my favorite part of the CD.
These songs are beautiful, and I know Plishka’s audience centuries from
now will agree.
Artist Website: www.michaelplishka.com
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