THE ART OF STAYING SAD; CHRIS ISAAK'S SINGULAR PATH

Source: by James Kenney (April, 2025)

CHRIS ISAAK'S LATE-NIGHT WORLD OF ROCKABALLADS AND NOR HEARTBREAK

For more than four decades, Chris Isaak has carved out a singular career - doing one thing so hauntingly well, it’s become his signature.  He's built a cathedral from heartbreak and despair, lit by the flickering neon of 3 am regrets.  Since his 1985 debut SILVERSTONE, Isaak has remained loyal to a sound all his own: a smoky swirl of retro rockabilly, bruised torch songs, and Americana noir.

Robert Christgau dubbed his songs 'rockaballads' and since 1985 Isaak has proven that this formula - drenched in reverb, steeped in dark-night-of-the-soul atmosphere - can yield a body of work as cohesive as it is emotionally intense.  He may only ever sing about the one that got away - but he does it like he's watching her go, over and over, in slow motion, forever, with the devotion of a monk and the flourish of a matador, turning heartache into high art.  Through consistent craftsmanship and an unabashed dedication to late-night heartbreak moods, Isaak's music has remained instantly recognizable: that sound of 3 am loneliness, crooned by a pretty damned eccentric handsome throwback in a glittery suit.

SILVERSTONE TO FOREVER BLUE: A HAUNTING FORMULA ARRIVES FULLY FORMED

Isaak's first five albums - SILVERSTONE (1985), CHRIS ISAAK (1987), HEART SHAPED WORLD (1989), SAN FRANCISCO DAYS (1993), and FOREVER BLUE (1995) - form a run of haunting brilliance, each circling the same emotional terrain with hypnotic precision.  In this era, guided by producer Erik Jacobsen, Isaak honed, as Christgau put it, the "dark, hurtful, sensitive side" of rockabilly.  His songs often sound like lost jukebox classics direct from a 24-hour David Lynch diner: twangy guitar echoes, gentle Latin-tinged rhythms, and Isaak's voice crying out with timeless romantic despair.  Lynch must have noticed, too: he used Isaak's music to haunting effect in BLUE VELVET and WILD AT HEART and later cast him in TWIN PEAKS: FIRE WALK WITH ME, sealing their shared artistic wavelength.

Before teaming up with Isaak, producer Erik Jacobsen was best known for crafting hits like Norman Greenbaum's Spirit in the Sky and a string of chart-toppers with 'The Lovin' Spoonful', including 'Do You Believe in Magic' and 'Summer in the City'.  With Jacobsen's sympathetic production, Isaak developed a signature sound early on and showed little interest in chasing trends.  By the late '80s, when synth-pop and hair metal ruled, Isaak and his band Silvertone were defiantly different: "their modern rockabilly style was always out of step ... The '80s were about dance music and big snare rock," notes Mix magazine, yet Isaak pressed on, undeterred.  The payoff only came when Hollywood noticed the unique atmosphere of Isaak's music.

VOICE IN THE FOG: WHEN ISAAK ENTERED THE LYNCHIAN DREAM

Isaak's music has always had a cinematic quality - "broken and elegant, chiaroscuro, melodramatic, and cinematographic," as one writer described it - so it's fitting that multiple filmmakers embraced his songs to underscore scenes of dreamy longing and eerie romance.  Visionary director Lynch was an early champion: he wove two SILVERSTONE tracks, 'Gone Ridin'' and 'Livin' for Your Lover,' into the sinister suburbs of BLUE VELEVET (1986).  Lynch later made Isaak's 'Wicked Game' the seductive leitmotif of WILD ATE HEART (1990), singularly igniting Isaak's mainstream breakthrough.  The song's smoldering guitar line - courtesy of James Calvin Wilsey - and Isaak's aching, lovelorn vocals create a mood hypnotic and haunted, where tortured romance lingers like smoke.  Isaak's persona, part matinee idol, part loner with a shadowy past, fit hand in glove with David Lynch's world of doomed romance and creeping unease.

There's always been something elusive beneath Isaak's cool surface, a kind of beautiful strangeness, and Lynch clearly saw it.  He cast him as a soft-spoken FBI agent in TWIN PEAKS: FIRE WALK WITH ME (1992), where Isaak's quiet intensity and off-kilter presence felt right at home amid the deeper menace of Lynch's noir dreamscape.

Other master directors stamped their seal of approval on Isaak's singular style.  Jonathan Demme cast Isaak in MARRIED TO THE MOB (1988) (which included a nifty Isaak original, 'Suspicion of Love') and again in THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS (1991) - and when Stanley Kubrick needed something raw and electric to stoke the sexual unease of Eyes Wide Shut (1999), he reached for Isaak's 'Baby Did a Bad Bad Thing,' a feral blues-rock howl that smolders with lust and guilt.  Isaak recalled getting the call just before stepping onto The Tonight Show stage, stunned that Kubrick, the master of cinematic precision, had tapped into his stormy, nocturnal world.  By the end of the '90s, Isaak's music had drifted through the frames of films by Lynch, Kubrick, Demme, Tony Scott (TRUE ROMANCE), even Clint Eastwood (A PERFECT WORLD), cementing his place as a purveyor of after-hours misery in American pop culture.

His blend of straight-faced rockabilly swagger and aching torch song proved surprising versatile and enduring.  It could, for Lynch, summon the slow buzz of a flickering motel sign outside a room where something unspeakable just happened, or, in Kubrick's hands, seep through the mirror-lit haze of a love scene where Tom Cruise clings to his wife Kidman's body, even as her mind drifts elsewhere.  All while remaining unmistakably Isaak, wrapped in twilight and longing.

CONFESSIONS MURMURED AT 3 AM IN A CHEAP MOTEL ROOM

At the heart of Chris Isaak's enduring spell is that voice - all ache.  It doesn't just carry a tune; it pulls it apart, lets the light shine through, then hands it back to you with a bruise.  His vocals don't sit politely inside the song, they are the song, twisting and bending like a lead guitar solo that just remembered someone it lost.  On 'Wicked Game,' James Calvert Wilsey's indelible guitar riff no doubt draws you in, but it's that voice - brooding, swooning, impossibly romantic and equally miserable - that's the Convincer.

There's near-operatic control at work, yes, but also the quiet tension of someone trying not to wake the neighbors while falling apart.  At his best, Isaak delivers heartbreak with effortless poise; the drama in his voice is soft-lit and shadowed, like a confession murmured through thin motel walls to someone who understand in the next room, long after midnight.

Isaak's lyrics are often simple (and sometimes simplistic - though now and then, a tossed-off line slips in with unexpected elegance.  But what truly gives the words their weight is his phrasing.  Lyrics as plain as "You don't want me, you don't love me, that's what kills me" might read like a country cliché, but in Isaak's hands (well, throat), it lands like a late-night confession I wasn't ready to hear.  And lyrics like "Why should I leave her? / She wouldn't know I've gone" or "Nobody loves no one" work not in spite of their simplicity, but because of it - they teeter on the edge of parody, yet never fall in, held steady by the sheer conviction of his delivery.  His phrasing is mournful, precise, and steeped in feeling, turning even the most familiar sentiments into something intimate and soul-stirring.  That's real alchemy: not dazzling wordplay, but the raw conviction of a voice that knows exactly what heartbreak sounds like.

Isaak's songs are populated by sensitive, often tortured protagonists.  This ironic contrast - a charismatic, good-looking guy pouring out wrenching laments of loneliness - only heightens his mystique (Isaak has never married or had children, making one wonder just what he actually is up to at 3 am).  When he's at the microphone, Isaak believes in the pain of his songs, and makes you believe as well.  By repeating this "late-night heartbreak" formula on album after album, Isaak has created one of the most emotionally coherent discographies in American rock, proof that a limited stylistic palette can be a virtue when it's explored with such depth.

THE ERIK JACOBSEN ERA: CONSISTENCY AND CRAFT

Much of Isaak's best work can be traced to his long partnership with producer Jacobsen, who helmed Isaak's recordings from the start of his career through the late 1990s.  Jacobsen was an ideal collaborator to cultivate Isaak's throwback sound.  He understood the value of restraint and analog warmth, helping Isaak achieve that spacious, reverb-drenched production that became his hallmark.  The first five albums (through FOREVER BLUE) all bear Jacobsen's imprint, and they form a remarkably unified body of work.  If you drop the needle on any Isaak album from 1985 to 1995, you are greeted by the same basic elements: twangy, reverbed guitars (mostly courtesy of Wilsey) and Isaak's voice crooning or crying in front of a cavern of echo.  During this era Isaak and Jacobsen rarely deviated from the template, and that was precisely the strength of their collaboration.  The Chris Isaak sound became instantly identifiable, a kind of genre unto itself.

Within that consistency, there were, of course, highlights and subtle evolution.  SILVERSTONE announced Isaak's style with confidence (the rockabilly rave-up 'The Lonely Ones'' and the moody 'Funeral in the Rain' both feel like noir short stories).  Chris Isaak's 1987 eponymous album marked a strong next step - richer in sound ('Fade Away' and 'This Love Will Last' are especially striking), darker in mood, and backed by a band that had grown tighter and more confident from time on the road.  It all pointed to an artist settling more deeply into his voice and vision.

HEART SHAPED WORLD (1989) was no mere continuation, it proved a masterpiece of mood and melancholy, so gorgeously broken it felt almost too intimate to fully embrace.  The songs shimmered with sorrow, every note aching with longing and beauty, the kind of record that didn't just play in the background.  Isaak had always trafficked in heartbreak and noir stylings, but here, he refined it into something especially spectral, aching, and oddly luxurious - music that sounded like it had been recorded in a world fueled only by bad memories.

The album leans heavily into reverb and space.  Wilsey's aching, delayed leads feel like smoke curling into the rafters.  The arrangements are spare but lush, allowing Isaak's voice to sit front and center, drenched in a kind of wounded glamour.

Opener HEART SHAPED WORLD sets the tone: a slow-burn lament castigating a guy for losing a girl that Isaak had already lost.  It's a classic Isaak premise, but elevated here by Wilsey's shimmering guitar work, which sounds as fragile as Isaak's resolve.  'I'm Not Waiting' brings a touch more tempo, but even its defiance feels tentative, as if the narrator's confidence is mostly for show.  'Don't Make Me Dream About You' continues the theme of romantic disorientation, each track a variation on a man trying to get a grip on love that's already long slipped through his hands.  'Blue Spanish Sky' offers a haunting blend of Latin guitar, funeral horns, and mournful longing - part cowboy ballad, part cinematic, slow-death knoll.

And then there's that song.  'Wicked Game,' tucked in unassumingly at track five, might have gone unnoticed like so many slow-burning Isaak classics before it.  But fate (and David Lynch) had other plans It's easy to forget now, with how iconic it's become, just how strange the song sounded on pop radio in 1990.  It didn't chase trends.  It seemed to hover above them, casting its shadow.

There's a patience to HEART SHAPED WORLD that feels almost radical.  It unfolds like a slow dream, or a long drive down a highway with nothing ahead but white lines and moonlight.  For a time, the album hovered in obscurity, admired quietly only by the faithful few.  But when 'Wicked Game' broke through, Isaak's strange, aching genius became impossible to ignore.  For a brief, luminous moment, the mainstream surrendered to the spell he'd been casting all along.

Isaak handled the success by not fixing what wasn't broken: the next album, SAN FRANCISCO DAYS (1993), offered more late-night tales of love gone wrong, and its title track and beautiful, eccentric songs like '5:15' and 'Two Hearts' kept the formula alive.  This creative run arguably peaked with FOREVER BLUE in 1995, an album that represents both a culmination and a turning point.  FOREVER BLUE is Isaak's most unified statement - a concept album of sorts about heartbreak, written after a painful breakup.

From the aching opener 'Baby Did a Bad Bad Thing' to the devastated closer 'The End of Everything,' every song is lubricated by hurt.  The record was widely acclaimed (it earned Isaak a Grammy nomination and is often cited as his masterpiece, though I still think HEART SHAPED WORLD and maybe 1987's Chris Isaak edge it out), sold well, and spawned another near-hit in the beautifully self-pitying 'Somebody's Crying.'  It also marked the first album Isaak made without guitarist Wilsey, whose languid, tremolo guitar lines had been central to Isaak's sound since the beginning.  By 1993, however, Wilsey's personal troubles (involving heroin addiction) had led to a split. Isaak never publicly disparaged his bandmate, but according to those close to thesituation, "Jimmy was fired by Isaak ... he was so messed up on heroin he couldn't remember his parts," though Isaak left the door open for his return if he got clean.  The parting was bittersweet as Wilsey's twang had helped make Isaak a star and define his sound, yet the show had to go on.  Isaak hired a proficient new lead guitarist (Hershel Yatovitz) and continued performing, but the seedy noir aura that Wilsey's guitar provided on those first four albums would have to evolve and was most certainly missed.

Before diving into the underrated SPEAK OF THE DEVIL, it's worth pausing on the odd and perhaps unfortunate detour that came just before it: 1996's BAJA SESSIONS.  After the sustained vision of FOREVER BLUE, Isaak seemed to take a sharp left turn.  Or perhaps just a nap.  BAJA SESSIONS stripped away the cavernous reverb and bruised drama in favor of laid-back, mostly acoustic arrangements, inspired by Isaak's surfing trips to Baja California.  The result was mellow, sun-dappled, and prettily dull.  Isaak's artistry has always been a game of inches - nuance, mood, restraint – but this time, even more slowed-down remakes of his own songs like 'Dancin'' and 'Two Hearts,' along with straight-faced covers of Bing Crosby-era fare like 'South Of The Border' (originally popularized by Gene Autry) and 'Yellow Bird' (first recorded as 'Choucoune' in Haiti, but made famous in English by Arthur Lyman), while pleasant, simply don't take off, which might have been the point, but, still.

It felt less like a creative reinvention and more like a stopgap.  An album made not out of inspiration, but obligation.  The album made more sense in hindsight, as BAJA SESSIONS was in fact the soundtrack to a strange and charmingly low-key television special Isaak directed himself - a mix of performances and self-effacing comedy sketches, shot in Baja.  As a souvenir of that (excellent) film, it would have sat right with churlish fans like me.  But because it wasn't aired in the US until several years later, in 1996 bewildered fans encountered the album in isolation, without any context that might have made it all click.  Coming off a five-album run that defined his sound and cemented his persona, BAJA SESSIONS felt like Isaak's first real misstep - a creaky hammock swing through nostalgia (where he even rerecords songs of his own like 'Two Hearts' that were only three years old) that, however good-natured, left me wondering if Isaak had run out of heartbreak to mine. 

Jacobsen and Isaak reunited for one final studio album, SPEAK OF THE DEVIL (1998), and the record was a conscious recalibration - an attempt to modernize the sound just enough, to bring back some rock & roll energy after the breezy acoustic drift of BAJA SESSIONS, which hadn't exactly set critics or charts alight.  In many ways, SPEAK OF THE DEVIL like a return to form: the noir romanticism was back, the reverb returned, but this time with a sleeker, more contemporary rock sheen.

The sessions, however, were turbulent.  Isaak and Jacobsen had a falling out during production, with Rob Cavallo (best known for his work with Green Day) and Isaak himself stepping in to finish the record.  Jacobsen would later refer to it, perhaps sarcastically, as Isaak's Abbey Road.  And yet, despite the behind-the-scenes drama, the album stands as one of Isaak's most cohesive and compelling.  I really dig it.  Tracks like 'Talkin 'bout A Home' and 'Wandering' bring a swampy, southern-fried heat to his usual heartache, while the title track's snarling swagger has made it an enduring concert staple.  'Don't Get So Down On Yourself' is simply beautiful.  And with 'Black Flowers,' that strange, miserable Isaak from SILVERSTONE re-emerges, proof that the lonesome shadows never really left, they were just waiting to be stirred.

TELEVISION STARDOM AND 21st CENTURY CROONING

By the dawn of the 21st century, Chris Isaak had begun to extend beyond the recording studio and onto the television screen.  In 2001, he launched THE CHRIS ISAAK SHOW, a fictionalized sitcom on Showtime in which he played an exaggerated version of his stage persona, navigating the music industry and comedic hijinks with his real-life bandmates as co-stars.  The show ran for three seasons and showcased Isaak's natural comedic timing and self-effacing humor, a terrific supporting performance by Kristin Datillo as his manager, and cool concert sequences with Isaak and his band and guest performers like Cyndi Lauper, Stevie Nicks or Brett Michaels.  Viewers discovered what concertgoers had long known: behind the brooding balladeer persona, Isaak is a born entertainer and a goofball, never above a tongue-in-cheek joke at his own expense. 

When Isaak returned to new music with ALWAYS GOT TONIGHT in 2002, it felt like a conscious effort to see if his career could pivot toward a more muscular, chart-friendly direction, perhaps helped by his high profile on the Showtime series. To that end, he enlisted commercial-minded producer John Shanks, known for hitmaking work with artists like Melissa Etheridge, Sheryl Crow, Michelle Branch and Bon Jovi.  The result was slicker, shinier, and not always for the better.  The worked-over lead single 'Let Me Down Easy' is a prime example of a kind of late-career minor misstep: straining for radio relevance, it leans too hard on falsetto, edging a generally pretty song into slickly produced conventionality nearing self-parody.

And yet, the same album gives us 'Worked It Out Wrong,' another falsetto-driven ballad - but this one is astonishing.  Isaak croons his heartbreak in minor keys with the same quiet devastation he always has, delivering a song that wouldn't dream of climbing a chart but stands as pure, unvarnished art.  The album also contains 'Life Will Go On,' a melancholy mid-tempo standout that ranks among Isaak's finest late-night laments.  With its soulful chord progression and Isaak's voice lifting into a falsetto plea in the chorus, it proved that even without Erik Jacobsen at the board, Isaak could still strike emotional gold.  And then there's the unhinged charm of 'Notice the Ring' - a rare Isaak rave-up studio track that manages to capture some of the antic energy Isaak brings to his live shows.

While the slightly glossier production - polished guitars here, a programmed beat there - marked a shift in texture, ALWAYS GOT TONIGHT did little to change Isaak's status as a beloved cult figure; its sales weren't any more impressive than usual.  But it closed out his original run at Reprise reasonably, a reminder that Isaak, even when slightly off-course, was still unmistakably himself.

In addition to his Showtime sitcom, he hosted THE CHRIS ISAAK HOUR in 2009 on the Biography Channel - a relaxed, music-focused interview series where he chatted and performed with legends like Nicks and Glen Campbell.  His growing TV commitments continued to sap some of the momentum from his recording career.  In 2006, Isaak released his GREATEST HITS, a perfectly serviceable collection that leans a bit too heavily on radio-friendly falsetto numbers at the expense of the moody, eccentric curlicues that make his albums so memorable.  The compilation showcases his chart ambitions - both realized and not - but doesn't quite capture the full range of his strange, shadowed charm.  Still, it's not without surprises: his out-of-left-field cover of Cheap Trick's 'I Want You to Want Me' is a high-energy gem.

Then came MR LUCKY in 2009, a record that showed Isaak aging fairly gracefully into his role as an elder statesman of heartbreak.  Among its highlights are the gorgeous 'You Don't Cry Like I Do' and 'The Best I Ever Had,' a buoyant, up tempo track that, if I may brag for a moment, I may have personally helped rescue from obscurity.  Originally released as a non-album B-side to 'Let Me Down Easy' back in 2002, it vanished quietly - until I met Isaak after a concert in 2007 and told him it was one of his best songs.  Two years later, it finally made the album.  You're welcome, world.   

In 2011, Isaak paid direct tribute to his musical roots with BEYOND THE SUN, a covers album recorded at the legendary Sun Studios in Memphis.  A long-gestating labor of love, it should have been a heartfelt homage - lovingly made, clearly sincere, yet too often dull, mimicking the originals without much wit or freshness.  Sort of a BAJA SESSIONS 2, which no one needed.  While it would be too simple to say Erik Jacobsen was missed – he was behind the similarly imperfect BAJA SESSIONS - it might have helped to have a strong hand work with Isaak, who may have been too reverent to the material to do anything odd or unique with it.  And yet, flashes.  His version of Jimmy Wages' obscure rockabilly stomper 'Miss Pearl' is electric - raw, joyful, and alive in a way the rest of the album rarely matches.  He doesn't just sing it, he inhabits it, letting loose with a grin in his voice that you can actually hear.  Covers like 'That Lucky Old Sun' offer something more interpretive, showing Isaak's gift for restraint and atmosphere, and even the hardly surprising 'Can't Help Falling in Love With You' somehow floats.  For its missteps, BEYOND THE SUN reminds us that even when Isaak loses the plot, he can still deliver a moment that stops you in your tracks.

Isaak's most recent studio album, FIRST COMES THE NIGHT, arrived nearly a decade ago, and traces of his old darkness still flicker at the edges.  The deluxe edition bonus track 'Some Days Are Harder Than the Rest' brims with tortured angst, while 'Reverie' is a gorgeously haunted ballad, well worth seeking out.  But in recent years, Isaak has seemed increasingly drawn to a different kind of mood: CHRISTMAS.  In 2022, he came full circle of sorts with EVERYBODY KNOWS IT'S CHRISTMAS, his second holiday album following 2004's Christmas.  On these records, Isaak applies his potent voice to seasonal standards like 'White Christmas' alongside self-penned originals, revealing a softer, more wholesome side of his persona-far removed from the seedy, after-midnight melancholy that made his best work shimmer and ache. And I may add, rather less compelling.

At this point, it's looking increasingly likely that we may never get another full album of twelve new songs steeped in heartbreak and quiet devastation - and that's okay.  Chris Isaak's career remains a model of artistic coherence and integrity.  He carved out his world early on, and instead of chasing trends or reinventing himself for reinvention's sake, he stayed true to the aching mood and noir romance that made his best work so singular.  If the curtain has quietly fallen on his studio albums, it only underscores how complete, and how deeply felt, that body of work already is.

He found his lane early - at the crossroads of rockabilly and broken-hearted crooning - and never strayed, choosing to mine that emotional terrain deeply rather than chase passing trends.  The result is a discography with rare emotional continuity.  You can line up SILVERSTONE (1985) and FIRST COMES THE NIGHT (2015) and hear the same artist, guided by sincerity and a singular vision.

Chris Isaak remains a singular figure in American music.  He inhabits a niche entirely of his own - post-modern late-night noir rockabilly heartbreak - and after all these years, he is the king.  The moment you hear that twang of guitar and his voice aching, "I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you ...," you know exactly where you are.  He may have never become a conventional superstar, but Isaak has crafted one of the most emotionally rich and consistent discographies in modern rock.

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