nobody Wrote:
I think the tide has definitely turned with more people name checking Cale these days, but I honestly just can't get into his solo stuff, at least what I've heard. I remember how much people made about his being the arty and interesting and experimental voice in VU and maybe that was true, but his solo stuff has always sounded pretty light and poppy and boring to me, frankly. Pretty enough and ornate, but boring. Lou's been up and down but Cale's never put out anything as good as say Transformer, or Berlin or even stuff like Blue Mask for me. I kinda think people just can't stand Lou since he comes across as such a douche and Cale seems like a comparatively nice guy. But I just don't see the Cale solo stuff as anything special musically. Maybe I should revisit, but I've tried a few times and every time I just end up bored and switch it off.
You should revisit
Paris, 1919 at the very least.
For me, what I love about Cale is that he has not pigeonholed himself, stylistically. Yes, he can be arty and experimental, and he can be poppy. and he can be pretty, and he can be tough-sounding, and he can be twee. And he does it all very, very well. Sometimes all within the space of a few songs on the same album.
But yeah, go back to
Paris, if you are at all interested in trying one more time. And, start with the title track. If that doesn't grab you, then probably nothing of his will.
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