Where to begin with Jandek? First, a definition: Jandek is a phenomenon, as plainly uncanny as a lightning storm. Then on to the facts of the case: initially emerging in 1978 with the Ready for the House album (Corwood), Jandek has since released a steady stream of haunting LPs: 51 at last count, each talismanic of a cumulative mystery. The records originate from Corwood Industries, PO Box 15375, in Houston, a company that seems to exist solely to disseminate Jandek music. The discs contain no supplemental information, and the whole enterprise propagates with pseudocorporate anonymity — the performer is usually invoked as the "Representative from Corwood."
These inputs are nothing in and of themselves, but like a Rubik's Cube, they have become a source of tantalizing fascination for a few. The music, which ranges from the inscrutable to the harrowing, comes on like icebergs in the night. The first full-lengths (especially 1981's Six and Six) lay out the basic Jandek sound: immersive death-letter blues, unstudied and intense.
Misshapen chords crumble in his clanking tunings and obtrusive picking patterns. Songs end with the dull thud of a stopped tape recorder.
There have been additions and subtractions since this first period: a thudding racket of drums on a string of releases in the mid-'80s, cryptic collaborations ("Nancy Sings"), a wonderfully severe "breakup" album (1987's Blue Corpse), and a short phase of unlistenable a cappella (2000's Put My Dream on This Planet, 2001's This Narrow Road, and 2004's Worthless Recluse). Evaluative criteria have been junked, lyrics and titles scrambled, and explications left unanswered. Even something as basic as Jandek's chronology is up in the air: many of his closest listeners do not believe the albums are released in the same order in which they were recorded.
The covers further channel these constantly shifting parameters, as well as the intensely desolate nature of the Jandek persona. Like the recordings, they are pointedly unprofessional, evoking the titular hero without pinning him down. When the figure does appear, he is inevitably alone and dour. Like the lyrics, multiple album covers are drawn from a single photo session, if not from one single photograph (2006's What Else Does the Time Mean and The Ruins of Adventure).
Jandek has carved a tremendous field of negative space and achieved a collusion with his devotees as remarkable, in its way, as the one associated with the Grateful Dead. As far as dedicated fandom goes, Seth Tisue's annotated Web site (tisue.net/jandek) is simply amazing. While looking over Tisue's notes, it's easy to appreciate how much the Representative from Corwood rocked the boat when he announced his first live performances in 2004. Thirty shows later, he is making his first scheduled West Coast appearance at the appropriately chaste Swedish American Hall.
Unprecedented perhaps, though not necessarily as shocking as it might first appear. A proper recluse doesn't want any kind of attention, whereas Jandek simply seems to want to tightly regulate the flow of information. There's an unexpectedly illuminating ...
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