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Steely Dan’s Can’t Buy a Thrill cassette version sequence

March 21st, 2009

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I won’t go on and on about this the way I did with Pretzel Logic, but you might as well try out the cassette sequence of Can’t Buy a Thrill, which I also feel is a big improvement over the LP sequence.

Steely Dan, Can’t Buy a Thrill (LP version): Side One – 1) Do it Again; 2) Dirty Work; 3) Kings; 4) Midnight Cruiser; 5) Only a Fool Would Say That. Side Two – 1) Reeling in the Years; 2) Fire in the Hole; 3) Brooklyn; 4) Change of the Guard; 5) Turn That Heartbeat Over Again.

Steely Dan, Can’t Buy a Thrill (cassette versions): Side One – 1) Do it Again; 2) Brooklyn; 3) Dirty Work; 4) Kings; 5) Change of the Guard. Side Two – 1) Midnight Cruiser; 2) Only a Fool Would Say That; 3) Fire in the Hole; 4) Reeling in the Years; 5) Turn That Heart Beat Over Again.

The superior song sequence on cassette versions of Steely Dan’s Pretzel Logic

March 11th, 2009

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I’m not sure why, but certain major labels in the seventies and eighties would release cassette and vinyl versions of specific albums with different song sequences. The three I remember clearest from the seventies are Steely Dan’s Pretzel Logic and Can’t Buy a Thrill as well as Cheap Trick’s Heaven Tonight. Did these differences have to do with space restrictions from format to format? Maybe, but I’m not convinced.  I bring this up is because I lament how Steely Dan’s Pretzel Logic now survives only in the original vinyl sequence, and I want more listeners to consider experiencing it in the more meaningful sequence used on the original cassettes. Let’s compare the two:

Steely Dan, Pretzel Logic (LP version): Side One – 1) Rikki Don’t Lose That Number; 2) Night By Night; 3) Any Major Dude Will Tell You; 4) Barrytown; 5) East St. Louis Toodle-Oo. Side Two – 1) Parker’s Band; 2) Through with Buzz; 3) Pretzel Logic; 4) With a Gun; 5) Charlie Freak; 6) Monkey in Your Soul.

Steely Dan, Pretzel Logic (cassette versions): Side One – 1) Rikki Don’t Lose That Number; 2) Through with Buzz; 3) Monkey in Your Soul; 4) Any Major Dude Will Tell You; 5) Parker’s Band; 6) Charlie Freak. Side Two – 1) Barrytown; 2) East St. Louis Toodle-Oo; 3) With a Gun; 4) Night By Night; 5) Pretzel Logic.

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On the vinyl version, two of the album’s most crescendo-worthy cuts, the neon-lit “Night By Night” and “Pretzel Logic,” with its epic mad visions, are squandered off in the middle of sides one and two, respectively. On the cassette version, they close the album effectively, one after the other with the same sort of authoritative finality as nightfall and dreams.

Sides one and two of the vinyl version end with what come off as offhanded snickers – “East St. Louis Toodle-Oo” and “Monkey in Your Soul.” On the cassette version, though, they’re rightfully reconfigured as supportive – and therefore more useful – middle tracks, giving way to the haunting and poignant “Charlie Freak” as the side one closer and “Pretzel Logic” for side two.

The entire trajectory of the album, in fact, makes more sense in the cassette versions. Let me rephrase that: it makes sense while the vinyl one doesn’t. Side one of the cassette functions as a series of person-to-person conversations, pleas, jokes, and negotiations, all of which give listeners a sense of the tangled, “pretzel”-like nature of relationships. “Rikki Don’t Lose That Number,” that vulnerable and familiar message to a girl we all assume the singer will never hear from, is followed up by his declaration of having had it with a pain-in-the-neck friend named Buzz who steals girlfriends (Rikki?) and money. Next comes “Monkey in Your Soul,” which offers classic Steely Dan yuks by featuring a prominent, buzzing guitar line as a follow up to a song called “Through with Buzz.” It also reinforces the “yeah, right” nature of “Monkey’s” message which is that, no, the singer can’t hold his ground. He can only supplicate, wise-crack, or grouse. “Any Major Dude Will Tell You” reinforces our impression of him – all nifty words and no action – and we feel pity. With “Parker’s Band,” our frustrated singer is listening to records and longing to get lost in the city where he can lead a loose and commitment-free existence, something he’ll actually gun for in response to the tragic side one culmination of “Charlie Freak.” There’s no second-person dialogue going on in this song. Someone’s dead now, and the best our man can do is drop a keepsake in the corpse’s coffin. Time to make some changes.

Side two of Pretzel Logic, as conveyed so well in the cassette sequence, elaborates on the nightlife fantasies we heard about in “Parker’s Band,” conjured up by the interpersonal failures in side one. It’s about foregoing the micro-existence of relationships and losing oneself in the impersonal, macro-existence of the “city.” It kicks off with “Barrytown,” Steely Dan’s own twisted version of “Okie from Muskogee,” calling for the removal of people like the singer in side one from where folks like to do things the old-fashioned way. This is followed up by city-life objectification and fantasy with a version of Duke Ellington’s “East St. Louis Toodle-Oo,” which serves as a symbolic gateway.  Fantasy gives way to reality with the scenes of murder and robbery in “With a Gun,” with its campy steel guitars channeled in directly from Muskogee. But this is general street conflict nowhere near as painful as the heartbreaking business documented on side one, and on the following track we see our singer-protagonist reveling and taking refuge in it, living “night by night.” It’s a moment of bittersweet transcendence that Joe Jackson later tried to capture in “Stepping Out” as the “night” side closer for his carefully sequenced Night and Day LP. (It’s no surprise that Jackson was a huge Steely Dan fan, something we find out in his A Cure for Gravity. I’ll bet he owned the cassette version of Pretzel Logic – not the vinyl.) With “Pretzel Logic,” finally, we get a cinematic escape into dreams, time-travel and absurdity, providing the whole story, in conclusion, with an apt title.

Bud Scoppa’s 1974 review of Pretzel Logic in Rolling Stone sums up how the album, in its vinyl sequence, has continued to be understood as merely a collection of cleverly executed songs: “wonderfully fluid ensemble. . . private-joke obscurities. . . arrogant impenetrability.”  The cassette version, though, which someone with some authority arranged in a distinctly different sequence, sounds like a carefully constructed album with an actual story to tell.

Sunday Service/Song ID: Delirium – “Jesahel” (1972)

March 1st, 2009

This Italian religious youth cult, which flourished in the God-consciousness flareup of the early seventies, called itself – in full – “The Tribe of Delirium for the Most High Jesahel.” Origins of the term “Jesahel” are unclear, but the tribe would use it interchangeably in reference to the ultimate guiding spirit, as in Jehovah, and to a holy land of both origin and promise, as in Jerusalem. The tribe included no one over thirty, and they would only emerge periodically in large groups – from their headquarters in the high Apennines – just long enough to enliven Italian city street life by chanting and singing as they stood side by side, stiff and upright as soldiers, save for those ever-chugging arms, which continuously expressed their trademark “applause for Jesahel.” (Equally common among them was the outstretched “Jesahel reach” and the “family-clasp,” both of which you can see demonstrated above.) Flute-wielding leader Ivano Fossati, or genitore (parent) as they called him, made the journeys infrequently, preferring to lead from the hills with his seven female co-genitores. Whatever public appearances he did make with the Delirium tribe, though, caused enough furor for their signature mantra “Jesahel” to become an Italian smash hit.

Just kidding – I made all that up, but I prefer it to the truth, which is that “Jesahel” is just a love song by a certain Euro prog rock group.

posted by Kim Simpson

Pop Matters “Slipped Disc” Blurbs

January 23rd, 2009

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I made two contributions to Pop Matters’ “Slipped Disc” feature, which catalogs 60 albums certain contributors feel were foolishly left off of their “Best of the Year” list.

The Fleshtones – Take a Good Look: What a golden era for the Fleshtones faithful. First, a remarkably detailed biography pops up in late ‘07.  Then word of a documentary makes the rounds.  Then they demolish the gates of ‘08 with their finest album yet, Take a Good Look (and top the year off with a Christmas record, Stocking Stuffer). Produced by Ivan Julian, Take a Good Look is a ‘super rock’ wonder that clocks in at around 30 minutes, which is A-OK for something so well-suited for steady rotation. The thing to remember about the Fleshtones, you see, is that once they start making longish ‘album of the year’-type albums that give reviewers lumps in their throats and prompt them to use words like ‘nourishing’, they stop being Fleshtones. Take a Good Look, thankfully, showcases the fellas doing exactly what they do best and authoritatively justifies all of this brand new attention.

Brian Wilson – That Lucky Old Sun: Brian Wilson’s follow up to the unfollowupable Smile is another classic, a grade-A California epic that merges all together in true concept album fashion, but breezes by like the bite-sized epics that made him famous. Written with Van Dyke Parks along with Scott Bennett (a key figure in the modern Brian Wilson renaissance), the playful lyrics jibe seamlessly with Wilson’s music and vocals, which are as natural and sincere as ever, all of which reach an emotional crescendo at the ‘Midnight’s Another Day’ finale stretch. Plenty of grumpy stuff still gets said about how today’s Wilson doesn’t quite sound like the Pet Sounds Wilson, but that’s no way to assess someone who’s 40 years older and all heart. That Lucky Old Sun does nothing less than capture Wilson stepping forward not only as the honorary curator of the California myth but also taking charge of the Brian Wilson one.

posted by Kim Simpson

Song ID: Rig – “Last Time Around” (1969)

December 14th, 2008

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I’ve written plenty here about our friend Kendell Kardt and his former group Rig. But let’s give a listen to the pensive closing track on that lone Rig LP – “Last Time Around” by bassist Don Kerr (standing next to Kendell, who’s on the far left). If you have any doubts the band didn’t have something special going on as a unit, give this a listen and think again.

Rig – “Last Time Around”

posted by Kim Simpson

Love Story (2008)

December 1st, 2008

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It’s hard not to get completely enamored with Love. The first time I actually held a copy of Forever Changes in my hands, back when I was a used record shop-burrowing teen (no real changes there, other than the teen bit), I couldn’t take my eyes off of that back cover photo. And the music, of course, tossed me into the cauldron of kaleidoscope potion the way it does to everyone. Just sat there, listening and listening. Da Capo had the same effect, with its fascinating b&w band collage – the king, Arthur, at the fore, and his six magical friends, including faithful tagalong Snoopy with his eyes fixed upward. For hopeless fans like me, the new Love Story documentary by Chris Hall and Mike Kerry feels like a very special reward, because:

–It’s got loads of interview footage with Arthur Lee not long before he passed away (in 2005). When you watch it, you realize that the man never, ever stopped being Arthur. He was relevant, cool, and powerful until the very end, and as the show progresses you’ll get that same feeling of gratitude you got when you first saw one of his live comeback shows and/or heard his live recordings. Some revelations: Arthur felt bashful for a long time about Forever Changes when he later hooked up with the non-classic fur ball Love lineups, hence the seemingly longstanding about-face. Also, he regrets filling side 2 of Da Capo with “Revelation.”

–It’s got great footage with John Echols, who’s quite the charismatic, well-spoken figure. Revelations here, too: As he tells it (in the bonus footage), he is solely responsible for the darkly famous lyrics of “Hey Joe.” According to him, Love had been doing raveups of the Billy Roberts/Dino Valenti song pretty regularly and when members of the Leaves asked him for the lyrics, he mischievously scribbled out some words about “shooting my baby down” with a “blue steel .44″ which he knew would never fly – that is, until the Leaves ended up scoring with the first Top 40 hit version of the song using John’s own lyrics.

–It’s got other live interviews with: Snoopy (with some hard-to-forget footage of him doing some of his own songs); Michael Stuart-Ware, whose Behind the Scenes on the Pegasus Carousel is essential reading for Love fans and a smart rock memoir; taped audio interview footage with the late Ken Forssi; and live footage with the late Bryan MacLean, whose Sundazed compilations and solo CD, finished just before he died in 1998, are also crucial if you want to understand just how charmed the ingredients were that the short-lived band had at its disposal.

posted by Kim Simpson

Pop Matters’ White Album anniversary feature

November 21st, 2008

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Pop Matters is doing an anniversary feature on the Beatles’ White Album in which each song is commented on by a staff writer. I do a serviceable job on “Mother Nature’s Son” even though McCartney was probably just goofing on Donovan.

posted by Kim Simpson

Song ID: Keith Colley – “Enamorado” (1963)

November 19th, 2008

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In the early sixties Keith Colley was headed toward a Gene Pitney-esque sort of situation – crashing the gates as a teen idol while working behind the scenes as a songwriter and publisher. For Colley, though, the behind-the-scenes stuff won out and he ended up with only one charting single, “Enamorado,” which peaked at #66 in ‘63 (although his “Queridita Mia” did bubble under at #122 later that year). Colley, a non-Spanish-speaking Washingtonian, wound up giving this track the south-of-the-border treatment at the visionary behest of his label. And it sounds, in fact, a bit like Gene Pitney singing in Spanish. Doo-doo-be-doo.

Keith Colley – “Enamorado”

posted by Kim Simpson

Sunday Service/Song ID: Good News – “I’m a-Losin’ My Mind” (1969)

November 16th, 2008

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So you have this charming Jesus thrift store find floating around forever, then you come to find out the duo that recorded it is actually Kevin Bacon’s brother Michael and Larry Gold, a man responsible for some of the entire Philly soul genre’s crucial string arrangements.

Good News – “I’m a-Losin’ My Mind” (1969)

Remembering Liberace, Pt. 2

November 12th, 2008

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I came across this anecdote when I was reading Alice Cooper’s Golf Monster last summer, and I guess it will now accompany every Liberace encounter I’ll ever have. Take it away, Alice:

Liberace had two dressing rooms. He had his meet-and-greet dressing room and another private area for his closest friends. We went back to the meet-and-greet room, and he told us, “Look, if you guys could just wait in the other room, that would be great.”

Inside the meet-and-greet room were all these little old ladies filing in and out. Liberace was showing off his jewels. He had a couple of little dogs yapping around him.

Now, this is the weird part.

As soon as everybody leaves, Liberace kicks the dogs away. “Get these freakin’ mutts outta here. They’re drivin’ me nuts.”

It was Liberace speaking in a voice I’d never heard him speak in before. It wasn’t the lazy-tongued effeminate Liberace voice. It was a regular, straight-guy voice.

“Where’s my beer?” he shouted.

No kidding. Then Liberace comes out wearing a pair of Levi’s, a white T-shirt, and cowboy boots. “Hey, guys, let’s go grab a beer someplace. Don’t worry. Nobody’ll recognize me”. . .
If he was messing with us, he was really good at it.

posted by Kim Simpson