Go Kart Mozart is the new (solo) project from Lawrence Heyward -- a brilliant
musician, an avid meat eater and a guy who's supposedly frightened of
fruit. For the last twenty years, he's been one of the most fascinating
performers on the British rock scene, with two previous bands behind
him: Felt, who were the British equivalent of Television, and Denim. While
Felt made ten records in ten years, Denim released only three full-lengths
in a decade, with the first two reflecting Lawrence's own take on glam rock.
You still might be able to find Denim On Ice, which shows Lawrence's ability to out-perform and out-entertain bands like Pulp (for whom Denim frequently opened).
Denim's third CD, the neglected Novelty Rock, is more of a precursor
to Go Kart Mozart's songs.
Such strange and funny lyrics as those found in "the Potato Song" ("I lived in a
field/And now we live in a tin/We are the new potatoes") were commonplace,
and made exceedingly catchy through Heyward's belief in repetition.
Meanwhile, the melodies showed his sincere love for bands like the Osmonds
and Showadaddy (the British Sha Na Na), and an ample supply of Casio-based music
suggested that Heyward was also haunted by video games. Nothing describes the new phase
in Lawrence's career better than his band's name. By pairing "go kart" with
"Mozart", we're getting what it implies: the musical equivalent of Picasso's
faux-naif stage (when he sought to draw like a child).
Bands like the very good Pooh Sticks have entertained similar aspirations, but Go
Kart Mozart are a step above them thanks to Lawrence's satirical gifts, wordplay
("Hip Op" is about the Queen after a hip operation, not his take on that
musical genre) and deft use of lyrical juxtaposition. While "Here is a
Song" is a simple but amazing sing-along that would make a perfect number one tune
"for you to sing", Go Kart Mozart's tracks often live or die by whether you're paying attention the lyrics. The chorus to the advertising jingle
"Drinking Um Bongo" is the words in the title, with "Um Bongo" referring to
a British soft drink, but its lyrics refer to the Rwandan struggle ("The
aid that you paid never got through/Machete in the hand of a hutu"). There's
also "Sailor Boy", a jaunty little tune about getting sodomized, and
"Depleted Soul", a synth exercise about killing a girl.
In the way he contrasts dark and light, a la David Lynch in Blue Velvet,
you could easily believe that there's a message behind Lawrence's new work. It's hard
to hear the hilarious instrumental "Today" (in which the Association's "Windy"
is given a "Pac Man"-style musical treatment), though, without thinking that
Lawrence Heyward has the balls to do just about anything. As with Captain Sensible's long
sneezing episodes in Meathead, you may at first find it easy to
object to some of Go Kart Mozart's material -- but you'll be pleased to discover that you recall the songs with good-humored admiration. In the end, you'll wind up falling in love with Lawrence Heyward's new direction.