Rating: 8
Best Song – “Don’t Stop ‘Til You Get Enough”
First, a brief biographical note on me and Michael
Jackson. Between the ages of four and ten, the only
music I ever listened to was Off the Wall, Thriller, Bad,
and Dangerous. I spent countless Saturday mornings watching Michael
Jackson music video marathons on MTV and VH1. In short, me and the King of Pop
go way back. This can potentially present some difficulties as a reviewer, for
while these are ultimately my subjective opinions, I am also attempting to be
‘objective’ in the sense that I apply consistent standards to the albums I review. The conundrum I run into
with reviewing Michael Jackson is that my favorite songs of his make me feel
inexpressibly nostalgic in a way that goes well beyond what I view as their objective merits.
For although at a gut emotional
level, I probably enjoy “The Way You Make Me Feel” as much as I enjoy just about anything else, it’s hard to avoid my analytical conclusion that Michael’s music is excellent by the standards of highly
professional, corporatized pop music but is still highly professional,
corporatized pop music which ultimately limits how good it can really be.
Although I feel, especially as his career progressed, that more and more of his
personal artistic vision started to come through (and unlike many pop singers, he did in fact have an artistic vision), the way his music is
presented usually feels chained to pop convention unlike a more exploratory
contemporary such as Prince. Thriller is something of an exception to
this, but it also underscores the other major problem I have with Jackson,
which is the filler. Again, by the standards of most artists played on radio,
he looks consistent, but there are relative to major throwaways on every
Michael Jackson album.
Ultimately, I look to find balance
between these two different perspectives, since they both impact how I feel and
react to the music. Thus, I suspect my ratings for his albums will be a bit
higher than what most who have similar musical tastes to me otherwise would
give them. But I’m not going to give them all perfect scores either.
So, Off the Wall. Like most
reviewers, I start here because this was the first Michael Jackson album where
he played a major part in the songwriting and overall musical direction.
Although he certainly was not the only creative player on the album and
probably had even more creative control as his career progressed, there is a marked
difference in both sound and quality between this and his previous work. I
haven’t listened to all of his early solo albums, but what I have heard was
uninspiring, generic early 70s R&B and not really having anything to do
with Jackson as an artist at all, so I quickly lost interest in being the rare reviewer to actually tackle them. The exception of course are the iconic
Jackson 5 singles, but I have a strong suspicion that Jackson 5 albums weren’t much better either.
Yet here, Michael successfully made the
transition that Justin Bieber will never make and emerges as a legitimate
artist. Although the sound is instantly recognizable as late 70s
disco-influenced dance pop, the songwriting is generally strong, and fairly
consistent too. I’m sure that most have heard the singles “Don’t Stop ‘Til You
Get Enough” and “Rock With You” and they are deserved classics. “Don’t Stop,”
in particular, stands out as the most creative song here as well as the most
uniquely Michael Jackson. Although its length instills fears of endless disco
marathons, the guitar and horn-led groove is infectious and Michael’s falsetto
singing endearing, if not exactly sexy. “Rock With You,” actually written by
Rod Temperton, may be my personal favorite on the record, with a winning melody
and vocal by Jackson.
What’s most impressive, though,
both for a commercial pop album and what is effectively a debut or rebirth, is
that Off the Wall rates as perhaps Jackson’s most consistent album.
Although everything is basically in the same vein – either upbeat dance or
mid-tempo ballads (mostly upbeat dance), it rarely feels too repetitive. It
does follow a fairly predictable structure in that side one features the two
big singles, followed by two good, but slightly weaker efforts (although it
pains me to call “Workin’ Day and Night” weaker, as it rides the funky
guitar/horn/falsetto triptych to almost as great effect as “Don’t Stop”). Side
two opens with another strong single, the Temperton-penned title track, and
then comes the clearly recognizable filler stretch before closing with another
standout dance number (“Burn This Disco Out”). But even the filler stretch
isn’t that bad, though perhaps mediocre. It helps that Jackson had
enough clout to enlist Stevie Wonder and Paul McCartney as songwriters (though
McCartney’s “Girlfriend” is actually a cover). Wonder’s “I Can’t Help It” is
hardly one of his best (likely why he gave it away) but is at the same time
quite strong for a designated filler tune, adding some smooth class to the second
side.
Really, there’s nothing bad here.
“She’s Out of My Life” comes close, but is saved by the famous legend (famous
to me at any rate) that Michael couldn’t sing the song without bursting into
tears and indeed he does sound like he’s starting to sob at the very end of the
recorded version. Although I will spare my readers from me delving into the
various biographical implications of this, it does add some intrigue to what is
otherwise a fairly generic and not very memorable ballad. But otherwise, Off
the Wall is impressively consistent and certainly has to rank as one of the
best commercial dance-pop albums of its era. That said, Michael would of course
move on to greater things and apart from maybe “Don’t Stop,” his personality
had yet to fully imprint itself on his music, apart from his unique androgynous
singing style. This music is all about dancing and having a good time, and
nothing more, and believe it or not, he would go on to make music with more emotional
weight.
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