I decided to launch a new series to imagine myself as a critic at the end of the 60s and start of the 70s, and to rectify certain reviews from Rolling Stone magazine and Creem. This not meant to be contrarian, but to offer a more balanced perspective. This is a lesser-known album.
Gil
Scott Heron – Pieces Of A Man
(1971)
***1/2
Producer:
Bob Thiele
Musicians:
Gil Scott Herson, Ron Carter, Hubert Laws, Brian Johnson, Burt Jones, Bernard
Purdie, Johnny Pate
Songs and
Music: Lady Day and John Coltrane, When You Are Who Are, Home Is Where The
Hatred Is, The Needles Eye, I Think I’ll Call It Morning, Or Down You Fall,
Save The Children, The Prisoner, Pieces Of A Man, A Sign Of The Ages, The
Revolution Will Not Be Televised
Reviewed
By Matthew Anthony Allair
Gil Scott-Heron is a new major figure, who had already put out a live album, but this is
his first proper studio album, a fusion between soul and jazz, but what is
notable are two figures, producer Bob Thiele, a long-time associate of John
Coltrane duri8ng his later years, and esteemed player bassist Ron Carter. The
associations are a great endorsement of this figure, Gil must doing something
right to get this attention. There had been one prior album last year, the
small venue live A New Black Poet / Small Talk at 125th and Lenox
,but that album comprised spoken word performances with percussion, and
sprinkled with a few piano and percussion vocals near the very end of the disc.
That album, seemed very much targeted at the African American market, was a
frank, and confrontational piece, that had some very insightful moments. The
dedication to vocals with the album seems to aim for cross over appeal, at the
very least with the soul market.
There’s a
directness to his lyrical ability that reminds me of another recent peer Sixto
Rodriguez, these are difficult times as we edge away from the last decade,
there’s a lot of soul searching that is needed and a youth culture that already
feels like promises were broken. This is all very prescient for the African
American community whom have been watching their heroes be cut down, or
imprisoned. You can’t really ignore that truth. There has been a lot of
cultural hijacking of African American music, and I suspect Mr. Heron
understands this. I can appreciate the importance of Evis Presley, but I don’t
respect him. Not in the way I respect Chuck Berry, Little Richard, or Fats
Dominoe, much of blues, jazz and soul was hijacked from white musicians, and the
machinery behind them, yet I don’t fault white musicians who give credit where
credit it due. Perhaps, cultural hijacking isn’t the best, or more academic
word, perhaps a phrase such as cultural appropriation, nevertheless, hearing
Mr. Heron reminds me of what has been lost at the start of the decade, even
with the good intentions of the music industry. Which is why these first two
albums feel so important, and such a bellwether for where we are at.
The opener
“Lady Day and John Coltrane” has a good jazz soul infused groove, the song
seems to be about when there’s absence of heroes, when there no spiritual bijous,
no one can find their bearings, there’s a malaise. With the bright and jaunty
pop of “When You Are Who You Are” is just about being yourself and a playful
vocal from Mr. Heron. The lyrically somber “Home Is Where The Hatred Is” has
another mid-tempo groove and more excellent guitar work. The secret weapon of
this project might just be Brian Jackspon and Burt Jones, the interplay between
them remains excellent. Yet Mr. Heron is no slough either as a guitar player. “The
Needle’s Eye” is built on a vamp with several chords, but it takes a broader
view and hope considering urban sprawl and conditions, yet perhaps we just have
to break out of the self-imposed prisons most accept.
“I Think I’ll Call It Morning” sounds like a commitment to break out of depression or an affirmation. “Or Down You Fall” is a bossa nova flavored and flute excursion that seems like another warning, to whom I don’t know, or affirmation. “Save The Children” is another Latin beat that is about his awareness of the failure to protect the innocent. “The Prisoner” opens with sound effects and abstract cellos, a song that seems less about physical incarceration and being situationally trapped, a very dramatic piano drives this but the vocal isn’t as strong - In spite of the message.
The title
track has some rich Piano work, a self-reflective work that reveals more layers
than the listener would assume, this is about as reflective as some of Joni
Mitchell’s work. The lovely “A Sign Of The Ages” almost as a resignation to it.
The closer “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised” is more developed and refined
from the prior live performance. A spoken piece about media and entertainment
saturation, about television programs that are there to distract and a new
media that hardly matches the reality of most people’s daily lives and
surroundings. The soul groove and jazz flute give this some extra color. The
main complaint about the album is it could have used a few more spoken pieces
as his delivery is excellent, but this was probably designed for a broader
appeal.
Gil
Scott-Heron is an important figure that might be a few steps ahead of everyone
else. Some people would see this album as combative - I see it as observational
and honest.

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