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Buchanan
by Keavin Wiggins
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A Critic’s Self Indulgent Introduction.
It was New Year’s Eve 2001 and after months
of hearing the buzz about Buchanan, I was finally able to hear and see
if that buzz was justified. The event was a special New Year’s show in
downtown Long Beach featuring Buchanan, Twelvehourmary and headliner Bird3.
I really didn’t know what to expect from
Buchanan. I had heard Long Beach musicians singing his praises for months.
Since I respect a lot of the musicians that had great things to say about
Buchanan, I had really high expectations. Buchanan didn’t disappoint.
Because of the special nature of the show,
Buchanan decided to pull out all of the stops for their performance and
asked a host of guest musicians to join them on stage. Percussions, drums,
bass, lots of guitars, back up vocals, but the real star was Jay Buchanan.
His bitter sweet blue eyed soul filled vocals plied over swirling jazz
inspired guitars were captivating to say the least. Seeing the army of
musicians on stage helping him deliver the goods was reminiscent of a Santana
jam or Steely Dan.
Comparisons are bound to be drawn with
the Dave Matthews Band, Joan Armatradding, Tracy Chapman and the late Jeff
Buckley. In fact, an OC Weekly columnist once remarked that Buckley stole
Jay’s act. But Jay shrugs off that claim; he seems far more intent on delivering
his music than getting into petty music industry squabbles. He leaves such
trivial pondering to the critics to mull over.
The ultimate irony for me in this whole
thing is typically this isn’t my kind of music. While, I appreciate it
and the musicianship involved, the aforementioned artists just never gave
me that buzz that comes along when you connect with a piece of music. But
I definitely got a buzz that New Year’s Eve in Long Beach and it’s still
going strong.
Jay Buchanan – From Mountain Man to
Suburban Rocker.
Jay Buchanan’s life reads a bit like an
adventure novel. He was raised in the blue-collar mountain community of
Wrightwood, California under the influence of his parent’s love of art.
In high school, Jay’s heart and mind were elsewhere. Although the would
sink his mind around the heady work of Dostoyevsky, Kafka and Henry Miller
for his version of leisurely reading, the curriculum at school held very
little interest for him; he would bring home straight Fs.
At the age of 20, the call of wild, or
a sense of adventure motivated Jay to hitchhike to Alaska armed only with
a backpack, a harmonica and his journal. When he returned home from his
trek into the Great While North, he turned his full attention to music,
seeking out an audience wherever he could find one, including makeshift
performances outside of a 7-Eleven.
While there is a rabid music base in the
Inland Empire (the area where Jay grew up), Jay felt he might find a wider
audience by going west to Orange County. Legend has it that Jay began performing
around the Fullerton music scene, where Jeff Buckley may have (or may not
have) witnessed Jay’s soulful airy show, while he was trying to figure
out which direct to take his own music and upon hearing the power projected
by Jay with a full band, decided to take the plunge himself by adding a
full backing band to the material he was working on at the time (would
later be released on the posthumous album, “Sketches For My Sweetheart
The Drunk”).
In Orange County, Jay gravitated towards
like minded musicians (or they gravitated towards him). The core of what
would become Buchanan was formed when Jay teamed up with Long Beach rocker
Todd Sanders, bassist for popular local band Ruby Driver and drummer Chris
Powell, who had played with Jay previously, back in the Inland Empire.
While Jay’s compositions would come across
beautifully with a solo acoustic folk delivery, with a full band behind
him the music takes on a full bodied and airy feel. The powerful and emotive
music quickly earned Buchanan (still performing as Jay Buchanan) a loyal
fanbase in Orange County and Long Beach. His fellow musicians on the Long
Beach scene embraced Jay and his band with open arms and often teamed up
with them for local gigs. Meanwhile, the discerning local fans began a
word of mouth campaign and Buchanan’s audience and buzz began to grow.
The local music press sang the band’s praises at every turn but that major
record deal was elusive, since Buchanan’s music didn’t fit nicely into
the current musical trends.
However, because the fans were hungry for
it, the band decided to take the bull by the horns and go the DIY route
and put out their own record. As they were recording material for the release,
luck happened upon one of their gigs in the form of Jason Ziemianski from
Ultimatum Records, who loved what he heard and offered the band a deal.
Ultimatum Records proved to be a good label
home for Buchanan, where they were allowed to explore their craft without
the label pressure to fit into an insipid trend. They joined the ranks
of labelmates Sugarcult, The Exies, and Soul Asylum frontman Dave Pirner.
With the new deal in hand, the label rushed
Buchanan into the studio with veteran producer Don Gehman (R.E.M., John
Cougar Mellencamp, Tracy Chapman), who according to the band’s bio, “immediately
embraced the material”.
Under Gehman’s stewardship the band began
to put together the pieces that would make up their debut, “All Understood”.
The resulting album is a mid tempered effort where the stylish guitars
carry almost as much emotion as Jay’s soulful vocals. Built upon a strong
rhythm section the guitars are given plenty of room to explore without
becoming self indulgent and Jay’s poignant voice and pensive lyrics keep
the songs in strong focus, while still delivering an almost experiment
feel. However, some of the most captivating moments come when the music
is stripped down to it’s core like on the opening song “Plans”, where Jay
sets the entire tone for the album with a clear focus on his voice with
minimal percussion and acoustic guitar backing him up.
That minimalist approach works well on
“Plans” but most people will likely gravitate to the more jazzy infused
mid-tempo rockers like “Reborn”, “Satan Is A Women” and “Three Times Colleen”
or when they kick things into a heavy groove with “American Son”.
While, the music here would have easily
been a blockbuster hit during the summer of love, it’s not a throwback
by any sense of the word. It’s the evolution of the style; re-channeled,
refocused and reenergized for the 21st century.
Buchanan’s music may not be for everyone
but for those that do connect with it, they are likely to connect with
it in a big way and after listening to “All Understood” may just say to
themselves, God Bless these American Sons!
The Band
Jay Buchanan: vocals, guitar
Ty Stewart: guitar
Chris Powell: drums
Todd Sanders: bass
Want More?
Visit
the official website for Buchanan
Purchase
"All Understood" online!
Check
out these full length mp3s - "Satan
is a Woman" - "If
You Leave"
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