Not only the title of Annie Lennox's new album - her fourth solo release in 15 years - reflects the Scottish singer's increasing political activism in recent years. The songs themselves bear the brand marks of recent social tragedies and her growing disillusionment with humanity: 'Sing' - on which she is accompanied by 25 female singers from Beth Orton to Madonna to Dido to the Sugababes - sends a clear political message for better prevention of mother-to-child transmission of the HIV/AIDS virus (she has also set up a website for the cause: annielennoxsing.com). Other songs seem to reflect her politics in a more subtle way. The post 9/11 fear of terrorism and the accompanying sense of social alienation find expression, for example, on 'Lost' - the best track on the album by far - where "the sound of the planes in the night", "those murderous drums" and "the marching of footsteps" resound to unsettling effect. Something menacing seems to lurk in 'Smithereens', too - the very title recalls the damage of lives blasted apart - "It seems that you / have cause to worry / It seems that you / don't wish me well."
Yet in spite of the gloomy subject matter, the mood is surprisingly defiant and strong. The paths she presents are not just dark roads or of ghosts trapped hauntingly in her machine. Already on the opening track, she announces proudly "I look at that open road / I'm gonna walk there by myself". Also, unashamed romanticism surfaces on 'Coloured Bedspread': "We make the stars collide / I touch the planets / Through your eyes". With Glen Ballard producing at the helm - of Alanis Morissette and Dave Matthews Band fame - the sound is softer and more MOR than has perhaps been the case with Lennox in the past. But he is restrained enough to let her huge voice (which is as passionate and full of throttle as always) take centre stage.
I have to say that some of the tracks, however, don't work for me. 'Sing' has very well-meaning political intentions and the African AIDS crisis certainly needs as much attention as possible, but as music the song is, for me personally, pretty unlistenable. Its clarion call to the sisterhood to unite ("C'mon my sisters now! / Sing loud and sing proud!") recycles the most clichéd banners of 1980s feminism; its approach is somehow embarrassingly outdated ("What won't kill you will make you strong, yeah!"). 'Womankind' is another example of a rather out-of-fashion sound and lyrics: "This is for the womankind / Check it out!", she sings. But one song in particular lifts itself effortlessly above the occasionally patchy material: 'Lost' is a genuine masterpiece. The personal and political are intertwined to brilliant effect on this emotionally transparent ballad. Its politics circle in the orbit of emotion and not the other way around, culminating in Lennox mournfully wailing "we're lost" in the sweeping refrain. Having portrayed the cruelty in the war-torn world and her revulsion from the direction that humanity is taking, Lennox ultimately sees the darkness streaming not only from outer causes but also from within. The cathartic power and grand emotion of 'Lost' is sure to deafen out any critical voices on this very welcome comeback.
Best tracks: 'Lost', 'Dark Road', 'Smithereens', 'Fingernail Moon', 'Through the Glass Darkly'