Patti Smith records are as much about poetic ritual as verse-chorus rocking out. Her first set of new music since Just Kids – the 2010 memoir that found her dancing barefoot into the literary main- stream – has sweet moments of song. But Banga’s real magic hap- pens when the words start flying off the grooves. The peak here is “Constantine’s Dream”, an extended anthem to art-making that makes the Renaissance painter Piero della Francesca sound rock’n’roll. On a coda of Neil Young’s “After the Gold Rush” featuring her kids, Smith instructs, “Look at Mother Nature on the run in the 21st century.” She’s a mother who still ain’t run- nin’ from nothin’.
