{"id":625,"date":"2014-12-12T06:00:03","date_gmt":"2014-12-12T06:00:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.timwyatt.ca\/test\/?p=625"},"modified":"2015-01-04T19:44:50","modified_gmt":"2015-01-04T19:44:50","slug":"william-onyeabor-box-set","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.timwyatt.ca\/test\/?p=625","title":{"rendered":"William Onyeabor: Box Set"},"content":{"rendered":"

In October of last year, David Byrne\u2019s Luaka Bop label released\u00a0Who is William Onyeabor?<\/i><\/a>, a compilation of the obscure Nigerian musician some eight years in the making. A few months on, Sinkane<\/a>\u2019s Ahmed Gallab led an all-star tribute to Onyeabor. Over the course of concerts in London, New York, and Los Angeles, Gallab assembled the likes of Byrne, Damon Albarn, members of Hot Chip, the Rapture, and LCD Soundsystem, the Beastie Boys\u2019 Money Mark, fellow Nigerian stars the Lijadu Sisters, Dead Prez, jazz star Joshua Redman and ’60s free jazz legend Pharoah Sanders, Peaking Lights, and more to cover Onyeabor\u2019s music live. There was also a documentary, a remix record for Record Store Day, and six commissioned original pieces of art by contemporary West African and American artists. Now follows a 9xCD box set (also split into two hefty vinyl boxes) that collects the entirety of William Onyeabor\u2019s recorded output. But even after listening to all nine of these albums and absorbing the contributing essays from Mike Rubin (an expanded version of his New York Times<\/i> profile<\/a>) and Nigerian author Chris Abani, as well as recollections of the search for the man from Luaka Bop\u2019s Yale Evelev and Eric Welles, one question still remains: Who is William Onyeabor?<\/p>\n

There\u2019s little doubt that Luaka Bop turned over every single stone in their quest. They both talked to Onyeabor\u00a0on the phone and traveled to his compound in Enugu. (Welles tells of his travels from Lagos to Nigeria\u2019s \u201ccoal city,\u201d where Onyeabor remains a prominent businessman, with a flour mill, gas station, Internet caf\u00e9, and record pressing plant, along with a street named after him and the honorific title of \u201cHigh Chief.\u201d) And they did ask Onyeabor personal questions while in his presence. But at almost every turn, he evaded specifics. And so very little biography on Onyeabor has been advanced beyond what was written on the back of his debut album, which calls him \u201ca French and American trained professional film maker,\u201d though the stories go that he also studied film in Russia. And when he returned to his native Nigeria, he had both filmmaking equipment as well as a trove of prohibitively expensive early synthesizers.<\/p>\n

His 1977 debut\u00a0Crashes in Love<\/i>\u00a0is subtitled \u201cA tragedy of how an African Princess rejects love that money buys\u201d and is presented to the record buying public as a soundtrack to Onyeabor\u2019s film of the same name, though there seems to be no trace of the film. On the front cover is an advert for Onyeabor\u2019s own Wilfilms, which produces, exhibits, and sells features and documentaries, as well as \u201cRecords, Motion Advert, General Entertainment, etc.\u201d and the back features the disclaimer: \u201cYou may wish to know that it is neither all nor only the sounds contained in this album that are tracked in film.\u201d<\/p>\n

There are no credits other than that of Onyeabor, but there\u2019s a full band behind him, a crisp backbeat of drums and hand percussion, horns, snaking guitar lines and bubbling bass, and female singers who sing \u201cOne day you\u2019ll be lying dead\u201d on the mortality funk of \u201cSomething You\u2019ll Never Forget\u201d. Onyeabor\u2019s organ sounds less like a synthesizer prototype purchased in an Eastern bloc country and more like something airlifted from an Indiana rollerskate rink and what would be the primary instrument on future albums is relegated to accompaniment instead, the horn line and bass.\u00a0<\/p>\n

On\u00a0Crashes in Love<\/i>, Onyeabor is of a piece with his Nigerian contemporaries\u2014the album bears similarity to the likes of other mid-70s bands like BLO, the Funkees, and Ofege. The title track has a lilt to it as if at any moment the melody might veer off into a particularly light-footed take on \u201cRed Red Wine\u201d while \u201cHeaven & Hell\u201d sports the kind of breakbeat that would have led beat heads to seek the album out in the first place. It closes with one of Onyeabor\u2019s stranger songs, \u201cJungle Gods\u201d, featuring roiling bass and thundering percussion, Onyeabor\u00a0speaking in echoplexed tongues. It\u2019s also an outlier in that the sense that soon after followed a second version of\u00a0Crashes in Love<\/i>, now minus \u201cJungle Gods\u201d. The alternate version of this album sounds ever so slightly sped up on \u201cSomething You Will Never Forget\u201d, and now features a sputtering drum machine atop every other song.<\/p>\n

In his essay to the box set, Abani recalls hearing Onyeabor\u2019s \u201cAtomic Bomb\u201d on the way to seminary, where it vies for attention with Beethoven\u2019s Ninth Symphony, Michael Jackson, Fela Kuti, and Bob Marley amid the din of the marketplace. Not even a few months later, Abani and his fellow Nigerian classmates attended an assembly on the nuclear threat and later that night dance to the ecstatic eight minutes of \u201cAtomic Bomb\u201d, which inverts that world-destroying fear into an expression of love.\u00a0<\/p>\n

On Onyeabor\u2019s 1978 album,he ditches his dream of being a filmmaker and emerges as a singular musical artist. Opener \u201cBeautiful Boy\u201d features a relaxed loping beat, the organ now resembling a ray gun from a ’50s alien invasion, Onyeabor unveiling a soft croon to a woman, \u201cI\u2019m gonna take you home.\u201d Elsewhere, he furthers his loverman persona, singing \u201cMy love, I need you all my life.\u201d Another undeniable groove powers \u201cBetter Change Your Mind\u201d, the most politically-engaged Onyeabor song and the catalyst for Luaka Bop\u2019s search for Onyeabor\u00a0when they included it on\u00a0Love’s A Real Thing: The Funky Fuzzy Sounds Of West Africa<\/i>. \u00a0<\/p>\n

Tomorrow<\/i>, his third album in as many years, now featuring Onyeabor\u00a0in a velvety double-breasted suit, begins to move away from the solid groove of Afrobeat towards something more diaphanous. The drums and bass loosely twine about Onyeabor and his female backup singers, their vocals unhurried, the organ squirreling in, out, above and around the rhythm. \u201cWhy Go to War\u201d has what sounds like a Slinky threaded through an electric guitar and then nervously plucked, continuing Onyeabor\u2019s mind being on both the smallest of affairs between man and woman and the mutually assured destruction of the world. The album also features what some 35 years later might be Onyeabor\u2019s greatest pop “hit,” the preening funk of \u201cFantastic Man\u201d (which you can now hear on ads for\u00a0It\u2019s Always Sunny in Philadelphia<\/i>). And no wonder\u2014it\u2019s a doozy, Onyeabor peacocking before a group of females even as he steps on a disco duck and has a UFO crash land on his fly threads.<\/p>\n

\u201cBody & Soul\u201d, the title track off his next album, has made its rounds on open-minded dancefloors via a few different 12\u201d pressings. It scans as Afrobeat while maintaining a slack beat, suggesting downtempo, reggae, funk and disco, with modular synth bleeps without ever being beholden to any one of them. Instead Onyeabor (dapper in a white tuxedo on the album sleeve) testifies to his love of music, body and soul. But the rest of the album maintains a relaxed grip on Afrobeat, \u201cThe Way to Win Your Love\u201d urgent in its pleading if not its meter. While on \u201cPoor Boy,\u201d Onyeabor’s\u00a0keyboard blurts are hurried and the interplay between horns, drums, and synths are some of the most intricate to date.<\/p>\n

Great Lover<\/i>\u00a0is the album I\u2019m least familiar with, in that only \u201cLove is Blind\u201d \u2013with its \u201cRing My Bell\u201d-esque synth swoops\u2013 was previously compiled. It continues Onyeabor\u2019s run of swag covers, now posing in a tux and tophat, his wristwatch bling-sized. On the back are photographs of the Wilfilms compound, which seems formidable indeed in rural Africa circa 1981, with a four-story building, 24-track recorder, 32-track mixing console and a photo of Onyeabor wearing that top hat indoors with the caption \u201cWe Mean Business\u201d underneath. \u201cTell Me What You Want\u201d shows Onyeabor absorbing reggae and its lilting rhythms, his keys chirping and pinging like island birds and the album itself sounds cloaked in haze, either from there being missing master tapes or the condition of the copy sourced here. But such sonic haze no doubt will endear it to Ariel Pink, Lewis and DaM-Funk fans, or those who now associate low fidelity with heightened mystery.\u00a0<\/p>\n

Hypertension<\/i>\u00a0finds our mystery man now dressed as a mariachi band member, right down to a blood-red sombrero. But musically he seems taken with calypso and soca and other Caribbean rhythms on \u201cThe Moon and the Sun\u201d and \u201cPapa Na Mama\u201d. That amalgam of island beats, disco sensibilities, and Onyeabor\u2019s warped synths bring to mind compilations like\u00a0Tropical Disco Hustle<\/i><\/a>, showing a strange kinship between the Caribbean and Nigeria during the Year of\u00a0Thriller.\u00a0<\/i>\u00a0<\/p>\n

By the next year, a greater urgency underlies\u00a0Good Name<\/i>\u00a0(Onyeabor now sporting a white cowboy hat and gold crucifix chain), a two-track album with one song apiece taking up an entire side. In much the same way that a continent away Indian pedal steel guitarist Charanjit Singh invented acid house with\u00a0Synthesizing: Ten Ragas to a Disco Beat<\/i><\/a>\u00a0in 1983, Onyeabor himself seems to be anticipating the rise of the machines. Squelches and throbs propel \u201cLet\u2019s Fall in Love\u201d, continuing Onyeabor\u2019s foremost inspirations, God and love. On \u201cGood Name\u201d, the guitars sear, the sputtering drum machines skitter fast as rats, and Onyeabor\u2019s keys bear a frayed and serrated tone as he sings\u2014a trace of desperation in his voice\u2014how \u201cno money can buy a good name.\u201d<\/p>\n

Anything You Sow<\/i>, the Onyeabor album that first entranced me, was also his last album before he gave his life (and every subsequent interview answer) over to Christ, turning his back on his musical output. Sampled by Caribou (under his Daphni alias) and no doubt a template for the likes of Four Tet, LCD Soundsystem, Peaking Lights, and James Holden, to name a few, Onyeabor\u2019s influence can most easily be gleaned here on primitive-futuristic tracks like \u201cEveryday\u201d and \u201cThis Kind of World\u201d. Over a joyous splutter of a beat on \u201cWhen the Going is Smooth & Good\u201d, Onyeabor couches a bitter pill. Perhaps a commentary on Onyeabor\u2019s own status at the time of his conversion, the song rails against people who soothe in good times only to evaporate in bad, or worse still, \u201cto help in knocking you down down down.\u201d<\/p>\n

In the past decade, the only other Nigerian artist to merit such a career-spanning box set was Fela Kuti, yet in some ways it\u2019s odd to consider William Onyeabor an equal. While Fela was truly a force of nature (the year of\u00a0Crashes in Love<\/i>\u2019s release, Fela himself recorded and released six albums), Onyeabor seems, for lack of a better word, meeker (if more liable to keep his stylish shirt on). Fela’s music feels irreducible as steel while Onyeabor’s is curiously ductile. An enemy of the state as opposed to a respected businessman. Both were politically-minded, though it\u2019s hard to compare Onyeabor to the vociferously outspoken Kuti.<\/p>\n

A God-fearing man making sweet, light-hearted ditties in juxtapose to a demiurge with a compound full of women, yet both men have greatly influenced western music-making in the late 20th century and early 21st century. Fela\u2019s influence spans from Brian Eno to Talking Heads on up to Broadway and his revolutionary music can be felt in an instant, but Onyeabor\u2019s was quiet and every bit as revelatory. Folks tinkering with analog gear and archaic drum machines and how to make such machines express sweet-hearted human sentiment may not have realized Onyeabor\u2019s example until reaching this precise thin layer of sediment buried deep down in reissue culture. Perhaps then Onyeabor\u2019s renaissance will be closer to that of Arthur Russell\u2019s, both of their catalogs continuing to find resonance among those fiddling with gear, be it in their bedrooms or in their compounds.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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