Showing posts with label 1969. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1969. Show all posts

Wednesday 8 February 2023

The Meters "The Meters" (1969)

 

What a blast from the past! American instrumental Funk outfit The Meters debuted with timeless swagger and groove, an attitude still holding up till this day. Kicking off with Cissy Strut, the stage for jiving licks and crafty rhythmic grooves to swoon and croon is set. Boisterous percussion bangs out easy strides for aged guitars and warm bass to bounce off one another with stabs of intricate Funk melody over strutting baselines. Organ keys shimmer and chime in on occasion, with this unshakable 60s psychedelia aesthetic. The influences of Jazz and Rock from the decades past converge here with attitude to form an unshakable Funk sound.

Its instrumental nature leaves much space for guitars and organs to step up into and lead, expressing human instincts like vocals would. The whole affair feels like a loose jam session. The percussive arrangements tend to loop over endlessly as the rest of the band groove around its firm beat. This leads to many moments of magical chemistry but also detracts musically into moods without direction. A fun experience, yet plays without any overarching theme or sense of arrival beyond favorite tracks.

The Meters starts high and ends with another strident show of swagger on Sing A Simple Song. Whats in between is a mixed bag of goodies tiring somewhat with repetitions. The audio fidelity shows its age too. Guitars and drums peak often, tones blemished and of the age but all with a charm to gives it some edge, a punch that makes it stand out. Being mostly ignorant to this era, its legacy and place within the formation of Funk is unknown to me but I love how embryonic it sounds to my ears. Curiously poised for a new decade it sounds like the emergence of fresh ideas.

Rating: 6/10

Sunday 3 March 2019

Janis Joplin "I Got Dem Ol' Kozmic Blues Again Mama!" (1969)


Kozmic Blues is a long overdue listen, Pearl was such a fantastic treasure of the Woodstock generation and a wonderful introduction to the raw charisma of Janis's voice. I had to hear more and turning to this, her debut as a solo artist, one can hear a timely shift in tone and slightly different musical energy at work with slimmer influences of Blues, Psychedelia and a touch of Jazz Rock in its breathy instruments. It could be a comment on the posthumous nature of Pearl but being new to her music they both stand tall as great records. This one however has peaks that go unmatched in its other songs. What captivates me about it are the jam sections. Lively instrumentals of busying instruments bustling away find a couple of extended interludes to come forth in continuously memorizing walls of sound fronted by big trumpets and the like.

And then Janis arrives, her voice impactful returning from absence, seemingly catching one of guard. The eight tracks come in different intensities and measures of style and so does Janis's singing, yet even in her softest breath does she ever seem to be one word away from unleashing her compassion as her voice strains and strays into what may of probably been seen as yelling or screaming back then. With one of its calmer instrumentals boasting big and bold trumpets in its key melody in the build up to her arrival, Janis soars over soft, moody organs with an unforgettable performance to give you goosebumps. Her voice cruises high and low through her range, led by pure feeling on my favorite track Maybe. Its a timeless song.

Its easy to focus on her voice. Behind her the music resonates wonderfully. As mentioned before they often come forth in her absence as their is such great cohesion between the performers. The lead guitar comes to fruition on One Good Man with a tropical, psychedelic solo that's blisteringly electric. The best of this does find itself in the first half as the album broods with dialed down tracks that make her voice more intimate as a result. Work Me Lord creeps up on you from its smokey beginnings with a big theme that gets a little stiff in finding a conclusion and lets Janis lead out the record alone. Overall its a wonderful album but perhaps my familiarity to her curbed the surprise of the stunning singing in store, and there is a lot of it!

Favorite Tracks: Maybe, One Good Man, Work Me Lord
Rating: 8/10

Wednesday 20 April 2016

Dusty Springfield "Dusty In Memphis" (1969)


Another from the upper rankings of NME's 500 greatest albums of all time list is "Dusty In Memphis" which has graced my ears practically everyday since I first gave it a spin. English singer Springfield has been labeled as Blue-Eyed Soul, a needlessly racial term in my opinion. From what I can gather her career never quite panned out the way one would hope, with critical and commercial success alluding her. However this gem has aged well and despite making little impact at the time has been regarded as her best work and one of the greatest records of all time. Twenty or so listens later I'm inclined to agree, this is a beautiful record, a real peach.

 There's an emanating warmth and love that comes from Dusty's vocie, soft and elegant she graces us with her kind soul, her words honest, vulnerable and a timeless tribute to the human experience. Even though she has a soft, breathy voice she can muster up so much strength and power when the dramatic moments come. Its spell bounding how lost you can be in her voice as she goes between the highs and lows, as if they are all one eternal movement. Her tone, range and delivery is just sublime.

The accompanying instrumentals play a pivotal role in making this record so remarkable. From what I've read Dusty was a perfectionist and drove her musicians mad trying to perfect every sound. The songs find her wave length and bring a temperate setting to life for her voice to shine, but it is the strings that illuminate. A couple of tracks feel a step behind where they are not utilized and when the strings shine they do so like a second voice, swooning with Dusty and complimenting her emotional narrative. There are many moments that steadily grow, then she and the strings light up and it hits like a heartbreak. The instrumentals are gorgeous, detailed with soft sounds that whisper and chime gently from quite corners. Paying attention one can hear a depth that adds up to a simple direction.

Like any good record there is variety in mood which includes fantastic Gospel group vocals on "Don't Forget About Me Now", an upbeat and empowering track and "Son Of A Preacher Man" the albums most recognizable song, which I have to mention was sampled by Cypress Hill on "Hits From The Bong". There's a lot of love and heartbreak in the theme of these songs and they no issues establishing themselves, feeling unique and individual alongside one another.

A beautiful, timeless voice, sublime instrumentation and my only complaint would be a lack of vision beyond the single format. Each of these tracks play with the three minute mark and many of them simply fade out. Its something I'm rarely keen on but in this instance it always left more yearning for more as the moments leading up to the climax are repeated leading to the fade out. Maybe that's its genius, each song leaves you watering at the mouth for that moment in the middle. At thirty four minutes its short and sweet, I'll often just listen to it twice in a row. So very humbled by this record, its truly a work of beauty and I adore it unlike any other record.

Favorite Tracks: I Don't Want To Hear It Anymore, Don't Forget About Me Now, In The Land Of Make Believe, No Easy Way Down, I Can't Make It Alone
Rating: 10/10

Monday 12 October 2015

King Crimson "In The Court Of The Crimson King" (1969)


I was pleasantly surprised by how swiftly I found my way into this record. Hailed as a classic of an era gone by I was a little hesitant this might be out of my reach. Ive always had a soft spot for Progressive Rock and this record is often considered the birth of the genre, turning away from the Blues roots in Rock and inspiring Classical influences into the scope of their songwriting. What I found though was a luscious warm record that felt like the precursor to much of the lullaby like themes found in early Genesis records. King Crimson are the credited creates of Prog Rock and have been going at it for 45 years with plenty of lineup changes a many intervals of hiatuses.

"In the Court..." is their debut release, a varied record with a lot to offer. "21st Century Schizoid Man" the slightly mad, energetic free jazz swings coupled with a traditional Metal attitude that starts the record of with a bang of announcing trumpets and a wild improvisational mid section of madness. "I Talk To The Wind" takes a u-turn in tone and pace, setting us on a soothing lullaby of innocent, gentle melodies climaxed by a gorgeous flute solo at the end. "Epitaph" brings a somber tone in as we sail to an epic swan song that's illuminated by a dreamy string section and dramatic, haunted synths. 

"Moonchild" mostly consists of a lengthy ambient jam of quiet mustering on the drum kit and sporadic improves on the lightly played guitars and keys. The jam doesn't lead anywhere much and conjurers up images of the band roasted on drugs, lying around tapping on their instruments. The record ends with the title track which is a rather similar sounding song to "Epitah" and delivors some lush vocals harmonies over the ever enigmatic synth and string section.

The records over 45 years old and sounds fantastic today. The drums have a narrow dimension, but the other instruments sound big, bright and free. I especially liked the keys string sound which had a slightly harsh tone yet came across so smoothly with a lot of energy, it reminded me of Genesis's "Watcher Of The Skies". Another band this reminded me off was Messenger, their album "Illusory Blues" one of my favorite from 2014. Definitely heard a lot of the influence that inspired that sound here. Solid record, can hear why its held in such high regard.

Favorite Songs: I Talk To The Wind, Epitaph
Rating: 9/10