This review for the Beefheart biography was written by Julian
Cowley and was taken from the July 2000 edition of The Wire.
As a small child, Don Vliet (the Van came later) collected hair
from his Persian cat and moulded it into the likenesses of other animals. By the
age of 13, he'd completed the mammals of North America and Africa, and had developed
a special fondness for ayes-ayes, dik-diks and other strange lemurs. Then he moved
onto fish. Mike Barnes acknowledges early on in his book the refined capacity
of Captain Beefheart, Don Van Vliet's magical persona, to embellish accounts of
his own remarkable life, and Barnes rightly establishes a place for such elaborations
within this critical biography. After all, as Henry Thoreau used to insist, only
those who can exaggerate are qualified to tell the truth.
Discovering that Van Vliet's Grannie Annie was second cousin to
Wallis Simpson, wife of the abdicated king Edward VIII, enriches in ways that
defy expression the experience of listening to Beefheart singing about his china
pig or big-eyed beans from Venus. It's less startling, and more evidently relevant,
to learn that Annie regaled her grandson with tales of seeing "The Howling Wolf"
performing on her husband's Southern plantation. Chronological sequence can lead
to leaden biographical narrative, but given the nature of his task, Barnes is
clearly wise to keep the factual mapping as straightforward as possible. Shared
tastes and interests that drew Van Vliet to his vital friendship with Frank Zappa,
growing up on the culturally arid fringes of the Mojave Desert are sketched with
unfussy conciseness. Elsewhere Barnes is obliged to switch on his apocrypha alarm
as he wades cautiously through swamps of anecdote and speculation.
He fixes co-ordinate points through reference to published interviews,
and his own conversations with Beefheart's friends and members of The Magic Band.
Yet even firsthand accounts veer into uncertainty; even those who were don't seem
entirely sure of their memories. There are reports of microphones exploding, state
of the art recording equipment congealing, and telephone calls telepathically
anticipated. At the end of the book Barnes recounts how his efforts to contact
Beefheart in person were stonily rebuffed. But it's unlikely that an encounter
today with the man described by Ry Cooder as "the most incorrigible, difficult
guy in the world" would shed additional light. The Beefheart who emerges from
Barnes's biography is a total artist, a visionary painter, sculptor, poet and
composer side-tracked into the music industry, and so condemned to lengthy struggle
against coercive commercial forces. Despite the beguiling oddness of many details
in the story, the author is respectful of Van Vliet's determination to break free
from the 'freak' label imposed during the 60s to make him more marketable, an
image that can still obscure the magnitude of his creative achievement. Barnes
avoids facile demystification, of the kind that aims to explain away the core
elements of Beefheart's peculiar power. He is respectful, but also suitably wary
of critical adulation, and he deals frankly with less attractive facets of Van
Vliet's personality. Beefheart's occasional complicity in his own exploitation,
especially at the nadir which threw up the desultory Bluejeans And Moonbeams (1974),
is duly acknowledged. More disturbing are the insights into his tyrannical manipulation
of The Magic Band during the period of his creative peak. Don Aldridge, a long
term friend, and guitarist Bill Harkleroad (aka Zoot Horn Rollo) both chillingly
invoke Charles Manson when discussing the year-long process of behavioural engineering
that resulted in the irrefutable masterpiece Trout Mask Replica (1969). Jeff Moris
Tepper, a later Beefheart sideman, describes Van Vliet as "like an emperor", and
at the same time, "like a small child, very gentle". Jethro Tull's Ian Anderson
concurs that behind "that great ebullient apparent confidence, there's a small
element of deep insecurity". All are agreed on the man's profound creativity.
Ultimately, Barnes fulfils the obligation which makes the best biographers: he
directs attention back to the work. Of course, addressing the music on record,
in a song by song breakdown of individual albums places him on firmer ground than
reports arising from hearsay and hindsight. Yet even here the terrain gets thorny,
especially surrounding the album Strictly Personal (1968) which aficionados have
long dismissed as a potential gem adulterated by Bob Krasnow's psychedelic tampering.
Barnes is far less dismissive, and more inclined to spring to the producer's defence.
His intelligent discussion overall foregrounds Beefheart s rejection of labels,
and determination to unsettle the catatonic state gripping potential listeners.
He also discloses Van Vliet's extraordinary capacity to absorb and imaginatively
recycle a staggering range of environmental sounds, and musical experiences encompassing
Son House, Steve Reich, Ornette Coleman and, startlingly, British folk singers
Al Lloyd and Ewan McColl. (Barnes, incidentally contributes his own pleasing piece
of imploding Americana with a mistaken attribution of a Blind Willie Johnson song
to Blind Willie Nelson.)
Van Vliet's latter-day success as a painter is documented in the
closing chapters although, as this biography is not officially sanctioned, Barnes
was unable to reproduce examples of this work among his illustrations. His musings
on visual art are less assured than his commentary upon the music but Barnes is
properly mindful that the Beefheart persona is best viewed as an interlude in
Van Vliet's more expansively creative life. Written with care and dedication yet
by no means the last word, Captain Beefheart offers a responsibly constructed
platform for further serious critical attention.