The Feminine Divine＜限定盤/Purple Vinyl＞

Kevin Rowland has always been an artist with an exacting vision. His time in Dexys Midnight Runners in the 80s and his 1999 solo album My Beauty proved without a doubt hes compelled to follow it no matter the strange paths it might lead him down or the commercial results it may or may not garner. Since returning under the name Dexys in the early 2010s, hes once again made music that defies expectations in strange and sometimes wonderful, sometimes exasperating ways. Though One Day Im Going to Soar might have been close to the kind of theatrical and rollicking music a dedicated fan might expect, Let the Record Show: Dexys Do Irish and Country Soul is a covers album that swerves into some left turns ("The Greatest Love of All") and gives Rowland a chance to beautifully explore his Irish roots on a set of heartbreaking traditional ballads. On 2023s The Feminine Divine, Rowland takes a very different tack, digging into some vintage Dexys circa 1982 horn-chart soul while also expanding his toolkit to include hip-hop, dance music, and contemporary R&B. The production is slick and polished, full of smooth backing vocals, shimmering synths, and the occasional drum program. Its too clean and sparkling, especially when balanced against Rowlands brutally honest lyrics that skewer his past feelings and actions toward women. He spends half of the album detailing his failings, sometimes jauntily, as on the peppy, Northern soul-influenced "Im Going to Get Free," other times with a more subtle touch as on the trip-hop-smooth title track. The rest of the time, hes celebrating women and pledging his unfailing devotion. Tracks like "My Goddess Is" and "Goddess Rules" are love songs of submission, a point made clear by the lengthy ballad "My Submission," where Rowland nakedly strips his ego to the struts and rebuilds himself to his lovers specifications. Its a noble and seemingly honest attempt on his part to bare his soul thats somewhat blunted by how smoothly the music goes down. A few more rough edges or moments where it sounds like there was a band playing together and whipping up some excitement would have gone a long way towards injecting the album with some much-needed zest. Rowlands undimmed vocal prowess isnt quite enough to bring it to life, though he gives it his all as usual. Nobody expects him to go back in time and deliver another classic album like Too-Rye-Ay, but it doesnt seem too much to ask for him to make a record that has more zip than this. That being said, its always good to get another transmission from the heart and soul of Kevin Rowland, even one lacking the sweat and excitement he usually delivers. ~ Tim Sendra