It's daunting to be the first to review a work by a wordsmith like Greil Marcus, but it needs to be done. My reaction to the book was rather like mine to Van Morrison's all those years ago. Bewilderment, initial dislike, then curiosity that ultimately drags you in and claims another fan.
This is not really and honestly the book about Morrison and his music you might be expecting; rather it's a book about what it's like to listen to that music. Or at least, what it's like if you have the literary athleticism of Greil Marcus. As a chronicler of contemporary musicians and their contribution, Marcus has few equals. He can boil intense feelings down to a few words or cause a single, multi-layered sentence to roam across a whole page. I spotted several getting on for 250 words. These are mélanges of words and concepts into which you can dive and luxuriate.
This is one of two different books by different authors to have come out recently with precisely identical covers - a shot a few frames away from the Michael Maggid frame that was used for the cover to Morrison's own "St Dominic's Preview" album. The coincidence is curious, because Greil Marcus' book originally came out in hardback under the title "When that Rough God Goes Riding: Listening to Van Morrison". The title was pared back for the softback version, and the raunchier Them-era photo on the original was dropped. Makes no odds to the content, though. The other book, BTW, is the very excellent
Hymns to the Silence: Inside the Words and Music of Van Morrison, which will get a review when I've finally finished reading it!
To begin with, Greil Marcus gave me a great sense of inferiority. "Surely", I thought, "if he can find this stuff within the same music and the same albums that I listen to, I can't be concentrating hard enough!". But that's definitely not it. He's describing the sorts of mental journeys you can take - not one specific, predestined journey. It's a very hard book to categorise. Part literary criticism, part historical discourse on Van the Man and his place in the rainbow that is modern music, part personal recollection of some of the connections the music makes with its time and its place, and to the times and places that gave it an ancestry. Particularly interesting, and a recurrent theme in the book, is the concept of the vocal "yarragh" (see Page 8). An ultimately indefinable concept that goes beyond what some might call "soul", to the point, as Morrison himself is quoted as questioning "Are you singing the song, or is the song singing you?".
If you are a habitual Van Morrison listener, preferably repeatedly and over a long period of time, and have covered all or most of his works in your travels, this 186 page book will amuse and tease you. It will make you listen harder and reflect on what you hear, and why you hear it. Good stuff. You'll have gathered I like it.