"Too Close To Heaven"
The unreleased
Fisherman's Blues sessions

Released: Europe, 24/09/2001 (RCA)

The Adventure began when I met the Fiddler. I was ready for him too. The sound had been in my head for months...

When Mike Scott met "the fiddler" in the summer of 1985 his band seemed on a pre-ordained path. The addition of Steve's unique violin style to the sound which the band had crafted over two albums created what was arguably the most inspiring Celtic Rock band of all time. Soon afterwards the album "This is the Sea" was released, and its single "The Whole of the Moon" which remains the band's most well known work to date. Major tours followed, supporting bands such as The Pretenders and Simple Minds, and with each passing month the Waterboys' profile was raised ever higher.

Yet when the band's fourth album, "Fisherman's Blues" came out in 1988 everything had changed. A band that had previously been dominated by pianos, guitars and sax had suddenly become decorated by a far more traditional Celtic sound -- accordions, fiddles and flutes. Gone, it seemed, was the raw power of "Don't Bang the Drum" -- in its place the beauty of "The Stolen Child" or "When Ye Go Away". The Waterboys had again invented themselves a unique sound, a sound that would captivate audiences -- but something distinctly different to that which was expected.

So what had happened in the meantime? Many wondered, but few knew. There were snippets of the transition out there though -- bootlegs such as "The Windmill Lane Sessions" and sessions for Radio One gave a clue as to what had been going on in the meantime. Songs such as "Born to Be Together" and "Higher in Time", covers such as "I'm So Lonesome I could Cry" and "The Girl From the North Country" showed a side to the band's music that had not -- as yet -- been unleashed to the world as a whole. A side influenced by the music of Hank Williams, inspired by "Blues, Cajun, Country and Old Gospel Music" -- but with a unique edge yet unheard by all but a privileged few.

And so, it seemed, it would stay. As the band evolved it appeared that this particular period was to be forgotten. Over the next decade the band, and then Mike Scott solo, would evolve. The songs would become more personal -- "What do you want me to do?", "She Is So Beautiful" and "Dark Man of My Dreams" would explore and expose the inner feelings of the man himself. In "City Full of Ghosts" Mike himself admitted to hearing "the ghost of a sound that ain't ever coming back" and when the Waterboys returned last year with "Rock in the Weary Land" it was with a very different "sound" than anything that had gone before.

In the latter stages of the nineties Mike had, however, been negotiating with Chrysalis to buy back the rights to the hundreds of unfinished recordings which had not made it onto "Fisherman's Blues". Earlier this year he returned to the studio to craft an album from what was there; to mix the songs, add new parts where they had never been recorded, to create a collection of tracks that would stand on its own as a contemporary, rather than a historic, work. In the sleeve notes to "Too Close to Heaven" Mike explains how "the work used me, absorbed me, took me deep into every song", how he found himself yelling out "YES!!" in the studio time and time again. And then it was ready....

"Too Close to Heaven" is a very different album to anything yet released by the Waterboys. Described as the "missing link" between "This is the Sea" and "Fisherman's Blues" the album compares well in comparison with both. Whilst "This is the Sea" looked outward (at the Cold War, at Thatcherite England and at people so busy doing their own thing that they'd lost site of what was important), much of "Too Close" looks inward, exhibiting an inner torment and a search for relief. The album starts optimistically with a cover of the old Gospel song "On My Way To Heaven", a song that was a regular opener on the band's tours in the late eighties - "All Aboard, All Aboard" is the joyful call from Stationmaster Wickham as the metaphorical train prepares to steam away with Mike onboard, keys to the kingdom in hand.

The next track will also be known to a good many Waterboys fans; "Higher in Time" has appeared twice on CD to date. Its first outing was as part of "The Golden Age Medley" where a curious fellow called Brown MucBlem (somewhere between Andy Williams and Rab C Nesbit) ranted about sporrans being refilled, and the second was a stripped-down version included on the "Whole of the Moon" best-of compilation. Whilst Brown's version was designed as a joke, the other somehow failed to really fulfil the potential that the song had exhibited when played on a much-bootlegged radio session. On "Too Close to Heaven" the song realises that potential and more; the whole production is glorious! First just a lone piano, then a single violin note stretched to almost breaking point, a driving bass and then the drums signal the arrival of a larger sound than anything "The Big Music" ever had to offer. Even in a cut down arrangement this song always had great power but as Anto's majestic sax solo gives way to the words "Well I've been to the bottom and I've been on the train. I've slept in the gutter with my head in a drain. I've been brutally proud, mortally shamed, but this is not a crime" the song takes on a whole new dimension.


From here on the mood becomes more subdued. "The Ladder", primarily voice and piano with just a touch of violin and mandolin glorifying the arrangement, is a short song - less than three minutes - but one that makes such an impression you just want to play it again and again. "Once in my lifetime, I intend to see," sings Mike, "a ladder ascending in front of me, in front of me, in front of me." And from this into the showstopper of the whole album, the title track "Too Close To Heaven" - a 12-minute epic of such proportion that it takes several listens to really sink in. The song is so powerful that it is difficult to imagine it being by anybody other than the Waterboys, though it is clearly influenced by Prince; the inspired interaction between the violin and the sax, the feeling obvious within the delivery. Here Mike counsels a friend; lines such as "Now in the morning, you can cry all that you want to - we'll spend the whole day weeping. Right now I want you to lay down your weary head and let me see you sleeping" define the first half of the song - strict in tempo and vaguely reminiscent in sound to the far earlier "Love That Kills". After five minutes have passed as the tempo slows and the timing starts to stretch the song becomes even more personal. Aided by the musical virtuosity that has always been the band's hallmark the song is deeply moving. As Mike sings, "Now I know this hurt that you're feeling, and I've felt these same things too" you really believe he does. And later, as he desperately pleads for the subject to "Smile for me baby", you can't help but hope that she did.

Stunned and silenced by the power of the previous track, the relatively upbeat tempo and arrangement of "Good Man Gone" comes as quite a relief. The tune, familiar to many as "Maggie, it's time for you to go" (an anti-Thatcher song played by the band live around 1989), might be fairly bright but the mood is still anything but. Here Mike looks within, perhaps letting us into some of the demons that made him - encouraged by friend Jackie Leven - "get on the bus"; "My eyes are like two troopers in the foxhole. I'm doing things I used to know were wrong. I've hurt all my friends, and I'll do it again. Lord, where's the good man gone?" The album at this point is becoming distinctly personal, brutally honest and listening to the songs you start to feel the pain that Mike was clearly feeling at the time. In "Blues for your Baby" the narrator (presumably again Mike) pleads with a sax man to play one last song - "You've been blowing all night I know, and you need your rest. But before you go to bed, man, I've got one request. You played a blues for your baby, now play a blues for me." As "a bottle of something" is pulled from Mike's coat, the sax man is coaxed to go on playing as the emotions are outpoured. The request is for the lost and the lonely, it's for the tricked and misused, it's for every storm-blown disappointed soul and for every heart that's been abused. The song is for all the women in the world, but it's tellingly also for him - for he's hurting too.


Maybe after all the soul searching exhibited within the previous three songs it's just as well that "Custer's Blues" is next. A complex song with a brutally honest message to anybody who believes that they can claim what isn't theirs and survive unscathed, the vocals are at times whispered over a desolate backing and at others screamed over a crescendo of awesome proportions. Dynamically this is perhaps the most complex of all the songs on the album, the song ending with an eerie desolation. And from this desolation comes the beauty of the eighth track, a cover of a song from "How the West Was Won" called "Home in the Meadow". Sung to the tune of "Greensleaves" (Henry VIII's finest musical work, they say) the writer invites the listener to "Come, come, there's a wondrous land where I'll build you a home in the meadow." Mike Scott's voice has always been ideally suited to love songs and this is no exception. With a backing of flute, sax and the occasional mandolin and a gentle tempo the song's impression lasts long after the final notes have resounded.

Following a brief Wicko-led musical hoedown, the penultimate track blasts into life with a tinkle of pianos and a soaring sax. "Tenderfootin'" is a pleasant enough blues ramble, unlikely to be the track that gives the Waterboys' their next international best-selling single but clearly not included for this purpose. In the sleeve notes Mike writes "The ultimate improvisation was Tenderfootin' - made up on the spot as the tape rolled and never again played." -- an awesome achievement and one which defines exactly what made, and still makes, the Waterboys great. Despite its spontaneous nature the song's words flow freely, the intervention of each of the musicians seems pre-planned. Finally we come to the close of the album with the hauntingly beautiful "Lonesome Old Wind". I first heard this song in 1990 when the Waterboys played it in Galway on New Year's Eve. For me, it was an immediate love affair and hearing this finished version for the first time made my heart leap with joy - the memories that song invokes of the West of Ireland and the friends I made there cannot be understated. "You say I'm cruel, and you call me a fool! Oh yes, and I agree! But that old wind is driving me, it wrestles and it writhes in me, and alone is all I know how to be. When I fall, brushed and broken, barely fit to crawl - hand to knee - that lonesome old wind keeps on blowing me." As the song, and the album, draws to a close it is fitting that the band fade out and Anto is allowed to play the most touching solo of the whole album, and as the drums signal everybody re-entering for one last blast there's some time for consideration of what it is we've just experienced.

"Too Close To Heaven" is a stunning album. It won't necessarily appeal to everybody but it seems sure to touch anybody who listens to it. It is the brutal honesty in most of the songs, combined with awesome musical virtuosity and an incredibly inspired running order that gives the album its power. I've listened to it many times now but I still feel shell-shocked as the silence returns.

Thoroughly recommended - if you only buy one album this year then this should be it... 9/10

Sean Miller, September 2001