Morph the Cat

by Donald Fagen

Overview

Donald Fagen has said that he considers his much-anticipated third solo album, Morph the Cat, to be the completion of a trilogy -- one that began more than 20 years ago with The Nightfly and continued a decade or so later on Kamakiriad. That assessment makes sense on first listen, thanks in large part to the disc's cool, jazzy grooves, but it really sinks in once the dark -- sometimes ironic, sometimes simply twisted -- impact of Fagen's allegories kick in. Morph the Cat is drenched in the imagery of death, a specter that hovers over the protagonist of "The Night Belongs to Mona" (a suicide waiting to happen) as well as the band that meet their ultimate demise in the angular "H Gang." And while Fagen doesn't underscore the thematic darkness with quite enough in the way of prickly sonics, it is a pleasure to hear his band kick things into high gear -- with some surprisingly heated guitar and harmonica riffing -- on "What I Do," an imagined conversation with the ghost of Ray Charles. But if most of Morph the Cat's edges are more buffed than frayed -- and on songs like the buttery "Pagoda of Funn," that's definitely the case -- remember that Brother Ray himself was quite comfortable wrapped in similar fabrics. And who'd dare argue with that?

Product Details

Release Date:	03/14/2006
Label:	Reprise / Wea
UPC:	0093624997528
catalogNumber:	49975
Rank:	8730

Tracks

1. Morph the Cat
2. H Gang
3. What I Do
4. Brite Nitegown
5. The Great Pagoda of Funn
6. Security Joan
7. The Night Belongs to Mona
8. Mary Shut the Garden Door
9. Morph the Cat (Reprise)

Album Credits

Performance Credits

Donald Fagen   Primary Artist,Organ,Piano,Vocals,Background Vocals,Melodica,fender rhodes,Soloist
Wayne Krantz   Guitar,Soloist
Marvin Stamm   Trumpet,Soloist
Walt Weiskopf   Alto Saxophone,Tenor Saxophone,Soloist
Jerry Barnes   Background Vocals
Bashiri Johnson   Percussion
Lawrence Feldman   Clarinet,Flute,Tenor Saxophone
Gordon Gottlieb   Percussion,Background Vocals
Jon Herington   Guitar,Soloist
Howard Levy   Harmonica,Soloist
Hugh McCracken   Guitar
Cindy Mizelle   Background Vocals
Joe Passaro   Percussion
Roger Rosenberg   Bass Clarinet,Baritone Saxophone
Frank Vignola   Guitar,Soloist
Ted Baker   Piano,fender rhodes
Art Smith   Drums
Ken Emerson   Guitar
"Ready" Freddie Washington   Bass Guitar
Carolyn Leonhart   Background Vocals
Keith Carlock   Drums
Ken Wessel   Guitar,Soloist
Amy Helm   Background Vocals
Illinois Elohainu   Flute
Jennifer Battista   Clappers
Eddie Jackson   Clappers
Camille Meza   Clappers
Harlan Post   Acoustic Bass
Candice Predham   Clappers
Phonus Quaver   Marimbas,Vibes
Tedd Baker   fender rhodes
Mark Patterson   Trombone

Technical Credits

Donald Fagen   Producer,Audio Production
Irving Azoff   Management
Art Smith   Guitar Techician
Jeri Heiden   Art Direction
Brian Montgomery   overdub engineer,Pro-Tools
TJ Doherty   overdub engineer,Pro-Tools

Editorial Reviews

There are no surprises in sound and style on Morph the Cat, Donald Fagen's long-awaited third solo album, nor should any be expected -- ever since Steely Dan's 1980 masterwork, Gaucho, his work, either on his own or with longtime collaborator Walter Becker, has been of a piece. Each record has been sleek, sophisticated, and immaculately produced, meticulously recorded and arranged, heavy on groove and mood, which tends to mask the sly wit of the songs. When it works well -- as it did on Fagen's peerless 1982 solo debut, The Nightfly, or on Steely Dan's 2001 comeback, Two Against Nature -- the results go down smoothly upon first listen and reveal their complexity with each spin; when it doesn't quite succeed -- both 1993's Kamakiriad and the Dan's 2003 effort Everything Must Go didn't quite gel -- the albums sound good but samey on the surface and don't quite resonate. Morph the Cat belongs in the first group: at first it sounds cozily familiar, almost too familiar, but it digs deep, both as music and song. Sonically, at least superficially, it is very much a continuation of the two Steely Dan records of the new millennium -- not only does it share Fagen's aesthetic, but it was recorded with many of the same musicians who have shown up on the Dan projects. There are slight differences -- without Becker around, there's a greater emphasis on keyboards and the songs stretch on a bit longer than anything on Everything Must Go -- but this, at least on pure sonics, could have functioned as a sequel to Two Against Nature. But Morph the Cat is very much a solo affair, fitting comfortably next to his first two solo albums as a conclusion to what he calls a trilogy. If The Nightfly concerned the past and Kamakiriad was set in a hazy future, Morph the Cat is rooted in the present, teeming with the fears and insecurities of post-9/11 America. Fagen doesn't camouflage his intent with the gleefully enigmatic rhymes that have been his trademark: his words, while still knowingly sardonic, are direct, and in case you don't want to bother reading the lyrics or listening closely, he helpfully offers brief explanations of the songs (for instance, on "Mary Shut the Garden Door," he writes "Paranoia blooms when a thuggish cult gains control of the government," a statement that's not exactly veiled). On top of this unease, Fagen faces mortality throughout the album -- he talks with the ghost of Ray Charles, borrows W.C. Fields' phrase for death for "Brite Nitegown," writes about attempted suicides -- and every song seems to be about things drawing to a close. It's a little disarming to hear Fagen talk so bluntly -- although he came close to doing so on the deliberately nostalgic The Nightfly, the fact that he was writing about the past kept him at a bit of a distance -- but despite the abundance of morbid themes, Morph the Cat never sounds dour or depressing. In large part this is due to Fagen's viewpoint -- he never succumbs to mawkishness, always preferring to keep things witty and sardonic, which helps keep things from getting too heavy -- but it's also due to his smooth jazz-rock, which always sounds nimble and light. This, of course, is how Fagen's music always sounds, but here, it not only functions as a counterpoint to the darkness creeping on the edges of the album, but it's executed expertly: as spotless as this production is, it never sounds sterile, and when the songs start stretching past the five-minute mark -- two cuts are over seven minutes -- it never gets boring, because there's a genuine warmth to the clean, easy groove. More so than on Kamakiriad, or on the tight Everything Must Go, there is a sense of genuine band interplay on this record, which helps give it both consistency and heart -- something appropriate for an album that is Fagen's most personal song cycle since The Nightfly, and quite possibly his best album since then.

All Music Guide - Stephen Thomas Erlewine