The Mamas and the Papas, 1966, Dunhill

Another record I bought for a buck. It had three songs I liked—I Saw Her Again, Words of Love, and Dancing in the Street. I was very slow to develop—when ‘I Saw Her Again’ was a radio hit, I didn’t figure out the singer was confessing to (another) booty call. I thought it was about seeing an acquaintance out walking and having a cup of coffee, say. ‘Words of Love’ held up well, but I can’t imagine why they did ‘Dancing in the Street.’ After I played this record, I needed to play Martha and the Vandellas loud to really enjoy it.

The Wikipedia article says that the false start on the last chorus of ‘I Saw Her Again’ was a flub that sounded good enough to producer Lou Adler that he left it that way. I had to dig a bit into YouTube to find the original 45 rpm version; all the rechanneled stereo versions sounded tinny to me.  The album I have is mono.

Siren, Roxy Music, 1975, Atco

It’s not a loud noise to tell you to move out of the ambulance’s way, it’s a pretty woman on a rock to lure sailors to destruction. It’s arty, not punk.  Wikipedia says the woman on the cover of the album is 19-year-old Jerry Hall, Brian Ferry’s girlfriend at the time. I never knew.

I bought this record used in the early ‘80s because it had two songs I liked. The bass and drums in Love Is the Drug are hypnotizing. When I played it just now, I realized that the vocals and horns are very strong too. Ferry can sing. Rolling Stone put Siren in the top 500; I wouldn’t go that far. I am generally more comfortable with two or three chords with a beat and lyrics that are as subtle as a mallet. Some of this is syncopated; my sprung rhythm detector went off as I listened. Man, I even liked Sentimental Fool, which opened with a long slow instrumental intro that is sorta spacey. I admit that I have no idea what ‘jungle red’ is.

Update on rock obits

A year ago when Danny Kalb died I predicted there would be deaths to report two or three times a week. Turns out that rock and rollers by and large live longer than I thought. Three deaths were reported in the New York Times today. Denny Laine, a founder of the Moody Blues, was 79. He sang lead on Go Now!, their big hit. He was in the band for their first two albums, then in Ginger Baker’s Air Force. Paul McCartney liked what he was doing and asked him to join Wings. He left 10 years later after McCartney was arrested in Japan for marijuana possession. Laine continued to make new music as well as play concerts. The Times said had like to play music to an audience.

Scott Kempner died while living in a nursing home because of early onset dementia. That shouldn’t happen to anyone, much less a one-time member of an influential proto-punk band, The Dictators.

Geordi Walker, 64, died of a stroke. He played with Killing Joke for nearly 40 years. The obit mentioned he moved back to England (from the U.S.) to take care of his father and he had a kid named Atticus. I thought they included those details to make him sound normal, having said he was in the band Revolting Cocks.

“off white,” James White and the Blacks, ZE Records, 1979

James White is a name used by James Chance, musician and singer in New York, says Wikipedia. He played with the Contortions, whose shows often ended with a fistfight. Contort Yourself is the first song on the record. Lydia Lunch appears on the album as Stella Rico. The Blacks turned into Defunkt, which has 20 albums in its discography. See how playful this bunch is—a band that has been together a long time is named’ defunct.’ Lunch and White use pseudonyms. As I recall, Rolling Stone said sometimes the band played as James Black and the Whites.

[Tropical] Heat Wave is easy to like; it starts at 11:42 on the album. Side B is mostly jazz. For those of you who missed New Wave, White’s pose on the cover is classic. He wears a white dinner jacket, continuing the playing on words.

Songs of Alienation and Despair

That’s the title of a mix tape I made 40 years ago. It is beyond sad—my wife asked me not to play it in the car when I was by myself. I haven’t used my tape deck in years, so I played it the other day instead of carting the tape deck to Sally Ann. The tape has gotten better over the years. It’s better than I remember.

I’ll get back to that. Today’s news includes the death of Shane MacGowan. I like the Pogues and Gaelic Punk. Fairytale of New York might qualify as alienation and despair. Lately I’ve been playing Danko/Manuel by the Drive-By Truckers. If you hear Richard Manuel calling you from the afterlife, I’d say you feel sufficiently distant and estranged to be alienated.

Here are classics.

When I heard this song in 1975, I was the kid. Now of course I am the Old Man who just needs to get out of the way.

After Bathing at Baxter’s, Jefferson Airplane, 1967, RCA Victor (that brings back memories)

This was the third Jefferson Airplane record, the second one after Grace Slick joined. Surrealistic Pillow had White Rabbit and Somebody to Love on it, both boffo hits. Baxter’s (I’ll call it) was an album that sounded like Dada to most Top 40 fans. (Some people said it is what tripping on LSD sounded like. Other people repeated that to sound cool.) Mainstream rock critics didn’t like it.  As I recall, Life magazine said it wasn’t as good as Strange Days by the Doors. In a previous post in defense of Paul Kantner I said it is an all-time great. I am unwavering. I do remember that college friend, after hearing me rave about the record, said he’d played it and it was awful. Was I talking about the same record, he asked.

The Ballad of You & Me & Pooneil has the spoken word ‘armadillo’ in it. I will remember that after I forget who I am.

Sweetheart of the Rodeo, The Byrds, Columbia, 1968

I heard the Byrds play at the University of Chicago in October 1969. They spent more time tuning than all the bands I’ve heard live put together. I thought they were high or showing off. As they tuned again after the third song, a voice from the balcony ordered them to cut the country shit. That seemed harsh at the time. I hadn’t heard this record.

Me, I like country music, but the Byrds were terrible at it. Why would they record I am a Pilgrim and The Christian Life? A friend told me that the Byrds were a gateway to country music for kids who had grown up on Top 40 songs such as Mr. Tambourine Man. I said folks who heard the Byrds do Life in Prison would never listen to Merle Haggard. I bought this record used for a buck in 1981 because so many people said it was great. I still don’t get it.

Rotary Connection, Songs, Cadet Concept, 1969

Does Rotary Connection mean something? The innertubes won’t tell me. Is it about phones—rotary dials were still big in 1969. In 1966 the Rolling Stones did a song titled Connection on the record Between the Buttons—I think I should be able to connect the dots, but I got nothing.

Minnie Riperton was great, the band on the record was very good. What were the folks at Chess/Cadet thinking when they were producing this? I don’t think Respect needed another cover version in 1969. It was the band’s fourth album, so they must have sold some. There’s a lot of the ‘60s that is hard to explain.

The Folk Blues of Eric von Schmidt, Eric von Schmidt, Prestige Records, 1963 (rereleased in 1969)

This record is a mix of old folk tunes such as Jack o’ Diamonds and De Kalb Blues, for example, and some topical songs von Schmidt wrote, one of them using the U.S. space program as a metaphor for sex. I read the liner notes, finding that von Schmidt was an accomplished painter and won a Fulbright. Two songs that were on earlier posts—Roy Acuff did Titanic and Tal Mahal did Ain’t Nobody’s Business, essentially the same as Champagne Don’t Hurt Me, Baby.

I did some quick poking around in Discogs. I have four versions of Reason to Believe and of Hey Joe. I bet the most frequently recorded song will be a blues classic.

Slidewinder, J.B. Hutto and the Hawks, Delmark Records, 1973

Hutto was one of the most renowned slide guitar players of his generation, hence the ‘slide’ in the title. He was a devotee of Elmore James, and Hutto passed it down to his nephew Lil’ Ed Williams, front man for The Blues Imperials. Wikipedia says Jack White plays the same model guitar that Hutto did. Something about blues music inspires stories about passing down. After Hound Dog Taylor died, Hutto fronted for Taylor’s band, the House Rockers.

I picked this clip of Hutto’s performance for the hat as much as the music. That hat is in a black and white photo on the back cover of Slidewinder. I think it is even more majestic in color.