LITTLE RICHARD “Here’s Little Richard”

LITTLE RICHARD
Here’s Little Richard
(Specialty/Concord)
Available on CD, LP and digital download.

To the casual fan, this reissue of Little Richard’s first long-playing album might be a little redundant, especially if they already have a legit CD of the original Specialty recordings of his greatest hits, like The Georgia Peach (all of the songs on this album are also on this collection, albeit in an obviously different sequence). But why buy this album in the first place, especially when it’s coming from an era – the rock and R&B markets of the 1950’s and pre-Beatles 1960’s – when singles were the dominant format and albums were pretty much an afterthought?

Simple: Because this album – and thus a good chunk of the Reverend’s classics – are sounding the best they have ever sounded. These are almost sixty-year-old tapes – and I don’t know what kind of stock Art Rupe and Bumps Blackwell, Richard’s producers, were able to get their hands on at the time (1955-early 1957) of the sessions, but either it held up well over these years compared to reel-to-reel analog tapes of the Eighties and beyond (when a company called Ampex was selling studios some of the shittiest formulations of recording tape ever to be wrapped around a flat plastic spool) or Specialty’s previous owners, Fantasy, took very damn good care of the tapes in their vaults.

The star of the show here, of course, is many of Little Richard’s classic A-sides: “Tutti Frutti”, “Long Tall Sally”, “Slippin’ and Slidin’”, “Rip It Up”, “Jenny Jenny” – and many of their B’s. These songs, of course, are part of the backbone of rock and roll (Elvis Presley covered four of Richard’s songs on his first two RCA albums, but he could only better Pat Boone’s whitewashed and pathetic treatments of those same songs, and barely see Richard’s taillights himself); The rest is fine R&B that Specialty was hoping their answer to Ray Charles would be putting out.

As further bonuses, there is some revealing material on this release. Most important is the demo that got Richard signed to Specialty – more to the R&B side that Specialty was looking for rather than the rock and roll he would spontaneously invent at his first session, but with his own backing band rather than the session musicians that supported him on the original album’s recordings. Less important is an interview with Specialty owner/producer Art Rupe (edited down, obviously, from an existing finished radio program) that one will find themselves listening to only once. And then there’s two film clips of Richard performing for a screen test for The Girl Can’t Help It – which this review couldn’t review because of how his otherwise new laptop was set up.

As mentioned at the beginning of the review, singles, not albums, were the predominant format for rock and R&B music and albums were an afterthought – meaning, in this instance, that the sessions took place between 1955 and early 1957 and were all meant for single releases. By then, Specialty had enough material to compile an album. Here’s Little Richard was first released in March of 1957; a few months later, Little Richard would have an epiphany, leave the music business in favor of Bible study and later becoming an ordained minister, and vault back and forth between rocking and preaching for the rest of his life until he eventually concluded that God wanted him to be Little Richard in the first place. Even if he had disappeared completely from music after this first album and the rest of his recordings for the label were issued (the rest of his available sessions would be released by Specialty as a second, eponymous album over a year later – which I hope Specialty will also remaster and reissue soon, since there’s some classics on that album that didn’t make this long player), his place in history was already assured – and in the case of this reissue, history is clearer than ever.

(Collector’s alert: A colored vinyl reissue of this album is being released by Specialty/Concord this Saturday, April 21 – Record Store Day.)

IGGY AND THE STOOGES “Raw Power”

Raw Power

IGGY AND THE STOOGES
Raw Power
(Columbia)

I shouldn’t really have to tell anyone about this album, but I’m going to talk about it anyway because this is the 5th anniversary of my music blogging activities, and I always use this date because today was the day I witnessed Iggy and the Stooges perform in Philadelphia in 2007. The original start date of my original music blog is lost to the ether, but it did start in April of 2007 so I adopted this day as the anniversary.

This forthcoming Record Store Day, Columbia is reissuing a special double-vinyl edition of Raw Power to commemorate, with one record containing the original and controversial David Bowie mix that was firt released in 1974, and the second containing Iggy’s equally controversial 1998 remix. Now, there is no doubt that every music lover should have a copy of this album (either store-bought or legally downloaded from someplace like iTunes or Amazon – fuck that torrent shit). If you don’t have a copy, which version should you get? Both versions are in print and easily found.

For those unfamiliar with the situation behind the two mixes: Iggy had already done a final mix of the album in London after the band finished recording there, but either Columbia or his management rejected it (stories vary but I understand it to be the latter) and insisted that it be remixed… preferably by the management’s golden boy, Bowie. Apparently, Bowie’s management didn’t like the idea of Bowie, who was one of the Stooges’s biggest fans, insisting on their handling the Stooges in the first place, so they played some serious mind games with both Iggy and Dave – the aforementioned insistence to Iggy that someone else remix the album or else it wouldn’t come out, and then the same management’s insistence to Bowie, “You foisted this asshole on us, Mr. Bowie – now you can remix his album if you’re such a big supporter of him.”

Bowie’s mix, done in a day in a cheap Hollywood studio, did enable the album to come out… but, probably because of how the mixes sound, they didn’t exactly set the mainstream music world on fire. Not yet anyway… The future members of the Ramones, Sex Pistols, and Clash – and their peers and immediate descendants – would proceed to recover this particular fumble and run with it.

Raw Power first came out on CD around 1989… I have this original CD release, and to be honest, the sound SUCKS. Which is where Iggy come back in. He didn’t like very much how the album first sounded when it was released with Bowie’s mix (probably because of an average at best mastering and pressing job on Columbia’s part at the time), and he hated the original CD even more, stating “It sounded worse when it got to CD.” That, plus the fact that Columbia was releasing the new mix on its reissue label Legacy (Iggy liked it because it was dealing with an important part of the Stooges’s legacy) spurred Iggy to revisit the taps and deliver a mix that lived up to the title.

Not long afterward, a 180gram edition of Raw Power came out using the original Bowie mix… while this was a somewhat disappointing development for me when I bought my copy, it actually made sense to me at the time: the original Bowie mix seemed to be more vinyl-friendly, and more importantly, a new master had been cut for the vinyl version, giving the mix a little more detail and warmth.

Not counting the forthcoming double album reissue and the aforementioned early 2000′s heavy vinyl release (now presumably out of print), the original David Bowie mix is only available on the 2-CD Legacy Edition (released in 2010 and containing on the second disc a live concert from this era and a couple of outtakes) and on a four-disc special edition (same as the Legacy Edition, but with a bunch of other cuts from the same period on the third disc, and a documentary DVD on the fourth disc, plus a reproduction 45 of the Japanese “Raw Power”/”Search and Destroy” 45. Iggy’s remix was issued as a single disc only in 1999. (Why Columbia didn’t include Iggy’s mix on that box set edition in its entirety is beyond me…) Quite honestly, those two CD editions are the best the original Bowie mix is ever going to sound.

But supposing you’ve never heard this album, ever? What version do you get, then? Simply up, go for the Iggy mix (single CD, 1999 copyright date, Iggy quote on the back cover) first. It lives up to the album’s title. If you fall head over heels in love with the album and you get curious, then go for the 2CD Legacy Edition. Or, if you have a turntable, you could wait until Record Store Day next Saturday and get both versions.

Just this one Stooges fan’s opinion.

Iggy’s mix:

Bowie’s mix:

VAN HALEN “A Different Kind of Truth”

VAN HALEN
A Different Kind of Truth
(Interscope)

I really don’t need to tell anyone about this album… anything I could have said in a review was already said by the authors of this review which said everything I could have said here or at TGML.

Speaking of TGML, however, another review by a less attentive “writer” (translation: jaded hack) here led me to again reconsider the nature of reviewing records, a couple of years after I first ruminated it. That post should be up on TGML in the next day or two.

VAN HALEN “Women and Children First”

VAN HALEN
Women and Children First
(Warner Bros.)
Available on CD, iTunes, AmazonMP3, eMusic, and Spotify

Well, talk about bad planning… I found out halfway through the day that today is Eddie Van Halen’s birthday. Depending on who you ask, he’s either 55 or 57. Doesn’t matter. So, screw it, even though I did DLR’s first solo album yesterday and 1984 two weeks ago, I’ll overview another Van Halen album.

Women and Children First was Van Halen’s third album – and the first I ever bought. I still have the vinyl. Yes, this is the album that had the famous Helmut Newton photo of David Lee Roth chained up against a chain-link fence. The poster was never hung up – and not for any reason other than it was also serving as the inner sleeve for the record itself. I’m not sure why Warner Bros. – or whoever was in charge of their record pressing plant at the time – chose to have the poster double as the inner sleeve. Right now I’m sure some collector is cringing…

Notable note about this album #1: No cover versions to be found. You wouldn’t hear any more covers from VH until Diver Down a few years later – and then almost out of necessity.

Notable note about this album #2: This was the first Van Halen album to feature keyboards – in this case an electric piano played through a Marshall by Eddie on “…And The Cradle Will Rock”. DLR got a little socially conscious on this one, it seems… but it wasn’t the first time for him doing that, at least if you count the “They found a dirty-faced kid in a garbage can” line from “D.O.A.” on Van Halen II.

Notable note about this album #3: A rare Van Halen all-acoustic moment – the only one in the original six-album tenure of Roth-led VH – in “Could This Be Magic?”. Very cool acoustic blues with Roth on rhythm acoustic guitar, Eddie on slide, and Nicolette Larson adding her voice to the ensemble.

The rest is typical VH rockin’ – “Everybody Wants Some” is a VH set list standard now, “Fools” has some cool call-and-response going on in the intro between Eddie’s guitar and Dave’s voice. “Romeo Delight”, which is said to be one of Valerie Bertinelli’s favorite VH songs.

The album isn’t perfect – there’s really only eight new (at the time) songs (“Tora! Tora!”, which kicks off side two, is really a few seconds of backwards tape of the band going a bit avant-garde), and I doubt too many people would recommend it as a first VH album, but it was mine and I became a fan anyway. No regrets here.

DAVID LEE ROTH “Eat ‘Em and Smile”

DAVID LEE ROTH
Eat ‘Em and Smile
(Warner Bros.)
Available on CD, iTunes, AmazonMP3, eMusic, and Spotify

Two weeks, y’all. Two weeks until the new Van Halen album. I can’t wait. I’ve been mixing a lot of DLR-era VH in my musical diet lately in anticipation, but I didn’t want to write about any more of the albums until their new one came out, and even then that’ll be going up on the mothership that week.

As a minor break in the saturation of DLR-era VH, I threw on Diamond Dave’s first full-length solo album. We all know he did a great EP of covers the previous year, Crazy from the Heat, but that was meant at the time as a side project – a little musical vacation before he went to work on the follow-up to 1984. What was that about the best laid plans…?

To set up the situation behind the release of this album: Roth had suffered an unfortunate split with Van Halen a year before this album was released; while Van Halen regrouped with a new singer (Sammy Hagar, who proceeded to change the dynamic – quite frankly, not for the better in the long run – of the band) and started cranking out slick, almost formulaic albums. Roth pretty much stayed the course, bringing his wit and his distinctive voice into play with the help of musical partners: guitarist Steve Vai, fresh off finishing work on Public Image Ltd.’s Album, and bassist Billy Sheehan, late of Talas and later of Mr. Big, and infamous already amongst musicians as the four-string low-frequency equivalent of Eddie Van Halen.

Eat ‘Em and Smile would succeed commercially and artistically because all Dave had to do was be himself. Van Halen’s first post-Roth album 5150 had come out a few months earlier, and as OK an album it was, it was too slick and too serious. With Vai and Sheehan supporting him, and longtime Van Halen producer Ted Templeman sitting behind the mixing desk, Diamond Dave brought the two things lacking in “Van Hagar” – soul and wit.

Dave being Dave, of course, wasn’t going to bring out ten headbanging tracks, hand them to Warner Bros., and call it a day. The rocking Dave does dominate the proceedings on Eat ‘Em and Smile, but the other sides of Dave – the soulful side (“Ladies Nite in Buffalo!!”), the crooning side (a fine cover of Frank Sinatra’s “That’s Life”), and the barband buster (another cover, this time of the garage band chestnut “Tobacco Road”) are represented as well. Anyone who enjoyed classic (read: non-Hagar) Van Halen and Crazy from the Heat would, of course, adore this album.

How did Van Halen react? By calling their next album OU812 (a Hagar-spawned, childish/jealous fuck-you to Diamond Dave) and cranking out another formulatic, slick, and pretty much soulless album. Meh. That ended up being the last Van Halen album I bought until A Different Kind of Truth went on preorder a couple of weeks ago. Dave kept on being Dave (even when the public wasn’t paying attention) while Eddie was being driven to drink by Sammy Hagar and Michael Anthony.

Eat ‘Em and Smile still holds up. I wish I could say the same for 5150.

DAVID BOWIE “Low”

DAVID BOWIE
Low
(Virgin)
Producers: David Bowie, Tony Visconti and (uncredited) Brian Eno

This album – one of Bowie’s many classic long-players – is 35 years old today. For all intents, especially if you believe the opening pages of Simon Reynolds’s Rip It Up and Start Again, it was the first post-punk  album – an irony when you consider that punk rock itself was starting to take off when it was first released in1977.

A lot of urban legend surrounds this album. It’s considered the start of the Berlin Trilogy, even though the tracking sessions themselves took place in France (at the now-defunct studio where Elton John had recorded Honky Chateau, Don’t Shoot Me I’m Only the Piano Player and Goodbye Yellow Brick Road) and the album was only mixed in Berlin. Brian Eno was involved in the album to a great degree, and people consider him the actual producer even though the actual credit goes to Bowie and Tony Visconti. Bowie was also in the middle of reviving Iggy Pop’s career at the same time – he produced and helped Iggy co-write The Idiot, his first post-Stooges recordings to see wide release, around the same time he was putting this album to tape. One of the reasons Bowie was living in France and then in Berlin at the time was because he was kicking cocaine – which begs to suggest that Bowie was working on his own comeback of sorts at the same time he was helping Ig.

On the album, synthesisers are considered to be the predominant instrument on the album – and yes, they’re here and an important part of the album. Eno had brought his EMS AKS synthesiser – a portable job that literally fit into its own suitcase – to the sessions, and it’s all over the album, particularly on the predominantly instrumental second side of the album. The track “Warsaw”, which opens side two of the original vinyl release, is primarily Eno’s doing – he is co-credited with Bowie as the song’s composer. Anyone appreciating this track would best do themselves the favor of investigating Eno’s 70′s solo albums (and yes, I’ll write about a couple of them eventually here) if they want more of the same.

A casual fan might not think of Bowie as being an instrumental composer, but it should be noted that around the time of Station to Station Bowie had also composed music for the movie The Man Who Fell To Earth, in which he also starred – but the movie’s director didn’t like the music, preferring more acoustic-based, “folksy” material – so the movie’s loss became Bowie’s gain, and he used the material here.

This being part one of a trilogy that Bowie and company hadn’t even planned on at the time, Low‘s musical approach would be taken to the next level on the follow-up album, “Heroes”

THE DICTATORS “Go Girl Crazy”

DICTATORS
Go Girl Crazy

(Epic)
Available on CD, iTunes, AmazonMP3, eMusic and Spotify

So, how many of your Facebook friends have been on Late Night With Jimmy Fallon?

OK, I ask that half-jokingly, but I have a lot of my many punk rock heroes on my Facebook, and one of them, Handsome Dick Manitoba from the Dictators, was on Fallon’s show Tuesday night, promoting his Sirius XM Radio show, his bar in Manhattan, his forthcoming shows with his new band Manitoba, and his newly-released Throbblehead. I’ve interacted in Richard quite regularly on FB over the past couple of years – the man’s a sweetheart.

Back in 1975, you probably wouldn’t have thought that, given how he was first presented to the world on the cover of the Dictator’s first album, Go Girl Crazy – posing in a locker room in total character as a professional wrestler, cutting promos on everyone from now-legendary wrestlers Verne Gagne and Haystacks Calhoon to Blue Oyster Cult frontman Eric Bloom.

The Dictators are often posited as one of the first American proto-punk groups, and in the case of Go Girl Crazy, the emphasis on that word should be on the prefix proto. Most of the songs are at the normal rock tempos of the day; the punkhere is more of an attitude than a musical style. Musically, the band are informed not only by the Stooges, but by 50′s and 60′s rock. At the time this album came out, The Ramones, the Sex Pistols, and the Clash were still a couple of years away from putting out records (even though the Ramones were already starting to make a name for themselves in New York as a live act), Kiss were still struggling after three albums, and the Stooges had fizzled the year before. Disco was right around the corner, and arena rock still ruled. That’s the whole setting that this album wandered into.

The album opens with applause sound effects and Manitoba in full heel wrestler character , cutting a typical promo: “This is just a hobby for me! Nothing, you hear? A hobby!” Then, right into “The Next Big Thing”, an anthemic little tune that could be about either a rock star or a professional wrestler.

After that, there’s seven more tracks of solid original songwriting from Andy Shernoff (curiously credited as Adny for reasons never explained on the first three Dictators albums as well as their ROIR release New York New York Live). Musically, there’s the whole 50s and 60s rock filtered through Stooges-inspired playing, with covers of Sonny and Cher’s “I Got You Babe” and Joe Jones’s “California Sun” (two years before the Ramones would cover it on Leave Home.).

Lyrically – forget about it. Everything is goofed on (including themselves – which explains the “They didn’t know we were Jews” line in “The Next Big Thing”, for example/starters). If you didn’t get enough of a clue from the fact that “I Got You Babe” becomes a Manitoba/Shernoff duet as well as Manitoba’s pro-wrestler persona creeping up before certain tracks, song titles like “Back to Africa” and “Master Race Rock” should have tipped you off.

After a label change to Asylum and a somewhat odd stumble with their more pop-oriented Manifest Destiny album, the Dictators would find their footing completely with the excellent Bloodbrothers album. But Go Girl Crazy is a nice – and often funny – start to the Dictators legend.

VAN HALEN “1984″

VAN HALEN
1984

(Warner Bros.)
Available on CD, iTunes, AmazonMP3, eMusic, and Spotify

Since Van Halen’s new single came out today, I figured a quick look at the last real Van Halen album (sorry, I am not acknowledging the Sammy Hagar era or “Gary Jabroni” very much, if at all – they lost me after OU812) was in order.

Let’s be real: Listening to this album last night, then “Tattoo” this morning, and thinking back to the “Van Hagar” output, reminded me that there were two key components to the classic Van Halen sound, one of which was sorely missing for a good twenty-year period.

1984 is Van Halen at both their commercial and artistic peak – which is icing on the cake given all of the gold to be found on the first six Van Halen albums.  The group had moved their recording operations into Eddie Van Halen’s newly-built recording studio 5150 and you could already sense the liberation they were feeling compared to their previous output.

Everybody reading this knows “Jump”, “Panama”, and “Hot for Teacher”, so no need to discuss those songs any further. You know they’re diamonds, I know they’re diamonds, so let’s cut to the chase and deal with the rest of the album.

“1984″, the opening title track – all Eddie on synthesiser, sounding as majestic as John Entwistle’s overdubbed horn parts on most of the Who’s albums. I can’t imagine the album starting with anything other than this – it’s a perfect opener.

“Top Jimmy”, which resonated with me a little more than most people because I knew exactly who David Lee Roth was singing about from day one – the lead singer of the legendary Los Angeles punk-blues band Top Jimmy & The Rhythm Pigs. I had seen Top Jimmy and his band play several times on the late night cable program New Wave Theatre and wished I had been able to obtain whatever recorded output they had – but alas, even though they did one album that I know I have, all I have is memories of those TV appearances and this tribute. (And if recent recollections from Henry Rollins and Joey Shithead Keithley have been any indication, Diamond Dave was already more than interested in what was going on in the punk rock underground at the time.)

“Drop Dead Legs” – said to have originated from an idea Eddie had sung or played into a tape recorder in a hotel room closet while then-wife Valerie Bertinelli was sleeping – is a typical VH rocker with shades of both ZZ and Zep that would have just as easily fit anywhere else in the Van Halen back catalog at the time. Not to say that the boys were on autopilot. only that they had their basic style downpat and could get tracks like this down without a sweat.

“I’ll Wait” – a minor hit compared to the “Jump”/”Panama”/”Hot for Teacher” troika – does in retrospect point towards a ballad style that Eddie Van Halen would undertake as a composer early in the Van Hagar era. Unlike the Sammy Hager-spawned cheese of tracks like “Love Walks In” and “Dreams”, Dave’s lyrics and vocals here reek of sincerity and poetry, rather than Sammy’s half-assed greeting card doggerel.

“Girl Gone Bad” is something most band would kill for as far as song quality goes. Every time I listen to it, I lose track of how many different sections of music there are in it. This isn’t just verse/chorus/verse/chorus/bridge stuff.

“House of Pain” – first originated publicly as the b-side of the “Jump” single – is again typical of Van Halen’s deep cuts and could have fit anywhere on their early albums – probably because the song itself originated back in the band’s salad days.

This album is what I’ll be almost invariably comparing A Different Kind of Truth to when it comes out next month. If “Tattoo” is already any indication, Dave, Eddie, and the rest of the gang may already be on the right track.

HUMBLE PIE “Performance: Rockin’ the Fillmore”

HUMBLE PIE
Performance: Rockin’ The Fillmore

(A&M)
Producers: Humble Pie
Availability: CD, iTunes, AmazonMP3, Spotify

Peter Frampton was reunited this week with something he never thought he’d see again in this lifetime: the black Gibson Les Paul Custom guitar that was immortalized on the cover of Frampton Comes Alive. 32 years ago, the cargo plane carrying his equipment back from a South American tour crashed in Venezuela, and the instrument, like the rest of Frampton’s gear, was believed lost forever until a couple of enterprising fans in the region .

Writing about Frampton Comes Alive in commemoration of this great reunion of man and guitar would have been too easy, too obvious. It is a great, classic album, but you don’t need me to tell you that. Instead – as obvious as it might be to some diehard Frampton fans – we’ll use this album, Frampton’s last with Humble Pie and more relevantly, the album on which he is believed to have first played the guitar in question!

Frampton had been using a semi-hollowbody guitar during the band’s stand at the Fillmore [stories differ as to whether it was actually during the time when this album was recorded, or a previous three-night stand at the venue, but we'll go with the former for our purposes] when he started having some feedback issues due to the peculiarities of the venue’s stage. A fan named Mark Mariana approached Frampton the next evening and offered him the use of his black Gibson Les Paul to solve the problem. Frampton tried the guitar, liked it, and offered to buy the guitar off of Mariana after the show, but was rebuffed… Mariana actually one-upped Peter and gave him the guitar.

What a guitar, and what a guitarist! Steve Marriott’s vocals might have been intended to be front and center, but it’s Frampton’s lead work throughout this double album that is the star of the show for me. As easy as some people might easily have dismissed Frampton for the image that was put forth by him and his management around the time of Comes Alive and his studio follow-up I’m In You (both Frank Zappa and Cheech & Chong poked fun at him for this – the former with his song “I Have Been In You”, the latter in a skit on their penultimate album Let’s Make a New Dope Deal), it’s understandable why it’s easy to forget that Frampton is one hell of a guitarist.

The recording itself is quite intimate sounding despite the power of the band and the acoustics of the venue – you can literally hear someone drop a beer bottle at the beginning of the band’s side-long cover of Dr. John’s “I Walk on Guilded Splinters”, and you can also hear snippets of conversation between band members and members of the audience. But again, it’s Frampton’s playing that is the main focus, as far as I am concerned, on this album. There are a few times throughout the album’s sequence where the playing threatens to devolve into blooze-rawk boredom rather than blues/rock ecstasy, but those moments are rare. Mind you, this album was made at the tail-end of a time period when rock bands were usually expected to not play three-to-four minute pop songs, and the Fillmore was a venue were the audience was very receptive to such excursions.

An incident (probably anecdotal) where Marriott had handed the band’s manager what was supposed to the final mix of the album only to be told afterward “Great… but where’s the audience?” probably didn’t help matters – Marriott  had apparently been a little too out of it on “chemical refreshment” (to borrow a Zappa-ism) to realize he had erroneously mixed the audience reactions out of the mix at first.

The album ended up being Humble Pie’s first gold album in the States, helped by a cover of Ray Charles’s “I Don’t Need No Doctor” (one of two of the Genius’s songs covered here – “Hallelujah I Love Her So” being the other) being excerpted, edited to fit on a 45, and serviced to radio. But by that time, Frampton had already walked away from the band, black Les Paul at his side – him and Marriott had bumped heads one too many times – and a few years later, of course, he’d immortalize that guitar on another double live album for A&M in another San Francisco venue.

[Advance warning for Spotify users: Two of the songs, including the aforementoned "Guilded Spinters", aren't available on the service. Not Spotify's or even A&M's fault – probably that of the song's publishers, since they're both covers. My apologizes in advance.]