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Wednesday, September 23, 2026

The Big Four: The Beatles

 

The Big Four: The Beatles

Photo: Robert Freeman

Article by Matthew Anthony Allair

    There’s a good argument, that is yearly made, that the Beatles remain the most relevant band out there, just about everything that came out since their end in 1970 as far as bands and solo acts, are just variations on the ground they broke. It’s almost impossible to ignore their work, even with acts that don’t cite them as an influence, there’s often some musical element that can be traced back to them. I would argue that every period of the band is important. Their evolution from 1963 until late 1965 is startling, to compare, only a few bands saw as much growth as the Beatles. They were blessed with several miracles, first, there is the fact four that super talented men happened to converge from Liverpool near the end of the 50s. Most musicians have a difficult time finding other musicians they are in sync with, forming bands that gel is not an easy task.

    The other miracle is that they found a manager with Brian Epstein who was so well intended, and protective, the rock scene is littered with less than honest managers who don’t protect their artists. For example, let’s compare The Beach Boys to the Beatles. The Beach Boys and the Wilson brothers were saddled with a tyrant of a manager and father with Murry Wilson, who also acted as their Producer until Brian Wilson took over. The Beach Boys were also plagued with a record label, Capitol, that were content to just have them follow the formula that was set up in 1963. Brian had to fight to evolve the music and it wore him down. The Beatles were blessed with Producer George Martin, that while he may have been strict in the beginning around 1962, Martin recognized their growth early on and didn’t inhibit them, and became a creative partner. Thus, allowing them to expand and redefine the decade. It also helped that Brian Epstein accepted their decision to stop touring and just record after 1966. He very easily could have insisted, as much as the decision was detrimental to him, Brian gave The Beatles the space to create. We have already covered Revolver and Magical Mystery Tour here. 

    Much of the early work from 1963 till 1965 had magical moments, they had massive hits, but it is the work from 1966 onward that is now seen as important. The UK Help album showed real growth with “Ticket To Ride,” the flutes on “You’ve Got To Hide Your Love Away”, and the string section on “Yesterday”, or “Help!, The Night Before, You’re Going To Lose That Girl,” or “I’ve Just Seen A Face”. All of which hinted at what was about to unfold in the second half of 1965. As they started to meet their contract obligations with the first two films, and their touring schedule, they had the clout to grow. If The Beatles had been an American band and on Capitol Records, they probably wouldn’t been allowed to develop in the fashion they did. With Parlophone, they could do anything and the next few years would prove that. 

Photo: Robert Freeman

Rubber Soul (1965)

    Rubber Soul is often described as the ‘wood and smoke’ album, it may not have featured outside musicians, but with the advent of the sitar, or Martin’s use of a slowed down and speed up piano, giving at least one track an Elizabethan harpsicord feel, or the much more present use of acoustic guitars, electric, and more exotic instruments, the album was the fusion between rock, folk rock, soul, baroque, and proto-psychedelia. The Beatles served notice that the full album as art had arrived. The influence of Bob Dylan was already self-evident on the Help! album, but it’s even more so here. While the instrumentation isn’t all that different on Rubber Soul, it feels different. There’s an added complexity on various numbers to be found here, argumentatively, there’s only two weak numbers on the album, but there’s a vitality to the rest of the material that one can’t ignore. One should note the singles recorded during the sessions, John’s riff rock on “Day Tripper”, and Paul and John’s folk optimism of “We Can Work It Out”, both hinted at what was on the way. 

    On one level, the opening number “Drive My Car”, which was a big hit for them, feels like a typical electric number, but there’s notable shifts. George’s twang guitar would be imitated by countless players at the end of 65 and through 66, the interplay between John’s single line guitar and Paul’s piano reveals an added growth. As well as playfulness with Ringo’s drumming and tambourine. John’s “Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown)” shows incredible development with John’s acoustic guitar, and George’s first dalliance with the Sitar, an instrument that had been used as source material in western music, Lyrically, John’s narrative about a dalliance with a woman. Paul brings in the soul and RNB with “You Won’t See Me”, a piano anchors the number along with counter point melodies, another one of his songs about Jane Asher. John’s “Nowhere Man” is another marvel, and another hit. One should not ignore that the Beatles were not using standard chord voicings on the album, but inversions, therefore there’s an added depth and complexity here. The three-part harmonies enhance John’s lyric, and George’s bright lead guitar lines give it an extra shimmer. George’s “Think For Yourself” show’s more hints of growth, aside from Paul’s standard bass playing, there’s his added fuzz bass, which gives this a slight edge. More piano drives John and Paul’s “The Word”, a clever slogan for more than romantic love, the added harmonium is a nice touch. Paul’s “Michelle” has become iconic, the background vocals give The Beach Boys a run for their money, George’s tasteful jazz tone guitar solo seems so apt.

    The second half opener, the country flavored “What Goes On” is a showcase for Ringo, and some country shuffles from Ringo, and George is allowed bring out his rockabilly fills, but probably the weaker number on the album. John’s “Girl” feels like a Russian folk tune or dirge with some vivid lyrical content and a dose of John’s philosophical edge. John had a history of depression filled moments. Paul’s “I’m Looking Through You” is probably one of his most scathing numbers, one is hit with that lead guitar and organ accent, the sad realization when a person you know had been hiding who they are, another Jane related number. John’s “In My Life” has become one of his most enduring numbers, even George covered it on his 1974 Dark Horse tour. George Martin’s speed up piano managed a harpsicord quality, and Bach sensibility. John’s “Wait” manages some volume guitar from George, more a true co-written number with Paul’s bridge and vocal. Probably one of Harrison’s first great numbers “If I Needed Someone” and his 12-string work had a huge impact on countless players, The Byrd’s would lean into that sound, decades later you could still hear the stylistic influence, for example, on Queen’s “Long Away”. John’s “Run For Your Life” is probably the weakest number, despite its blue’s country feel attempts. Years later. John admittedly dismissed the number. Nevertheless, 12 of the numbers are real gems, and many took on an iconic status.

Cover: Peter Blake

Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band (1967)

    Yes, I admit, Sgt. Pepper isn’t my favorite album of theirs, that honor goes towards Revolver and one other title in this article. But Sgt. Pepper is a significant album, and a real game changer for them. For those paying attention to the importance of Revolver, there were clues that they were developing, and this album in some ways felt inevitable. It broke ground in many ways, the arrangements, the production, the use of the gatefold and printed lyrics, and the added inserts. It wasn’t really a concept album, but thematically, it pulled the audience in as though you are at a public square or Galizio, and you were being presented with a musical fantasy, just ignore the psychedelic embellishes, and you get an entertaining diversion that is brought back to reality with the final number. The album is awash with Pianos, Organs, Harmoniums, mellotrons, a swarmandel, sitars, various percussion, tape loops, and their guitars.

    It also feels futile to describe these iconic numbers, so I will offer the highlights. The band had already used audio source material before with Revolver, but the clever crowd sounds set the tone, the trio of acid guitars of “Sgt. Pepper Lonely Heart’s Club Band”, and punch of Ringo’s drums state what the listener will hear. Ringo’s showcase on “With A Little Help From My Friends”, is one of the rare Lennon / McCartney collaborations, something we’d see less of. John’s surreal fable on “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds” was simply inspired by a child’s drawing, and Lewis Carol. Paul with John’s “Getting Better” has an optimistic yet dark edge to it. Paul’s “Fixing A Hole” feels like an appeal to focus less on trivial people, and what matter’s. George Martin was too busy to work on it, so Paul had someone else work on the strings for “She’s Leaving Home”, a number where John has a sympathetic read. John’s “For The Benefit Of Mr. Kite” has a carnival or fairgrounds feel, and some incredible tape loops from Martin and engineer Emerick.

    With side two’s opener, George wasn’t about to let himself be outdone, so he brought in the exotic philosophy of “Within You, Without You”, a piece that has grown with stature over time, his second number with Indian instrumentation. Paul’s “When I’m Sixty-Four” was an old number he dusted off, the music hall, or vaudeville quality of the number, it offers a fresh contrast to the rest of the material. “Lovely Rita” is probably one of the slighter Paul numbers, but George Martin’s piano solo with that unusual delay gives it an orchestral quality. John’s “Good Morning Good Morning” is the other slight number, but the overdriven horn section gives it an extra bite, and that fuzz guitar lead has a vibrancy to it. The animal segway is enormously clever. The “Sgt. Pepper (Reprise)” leans into a greater edge with the guitar work, the number gently guides the audience back into real life. The masterful “A Day In The Life” is the ‘reality song’, this is after you have exited the movie theatre, or leave the circus tent, or fairgrounds, and are back in the parking lot and facing the daily grind again, hence why ‘Day’ is the ‘reality’ number, and leave it to John to bring some grounding to the proceedings. Few had heard experimental orchestrations like it on a commercial record, but I think everyone knew we had reached the Rubicon due to the album – nothing would be the same again in pop or rock music. 



Design: Richard Hamilton

The Beatles (White Album) (1968)

    The second half of 1967 was taken up with the Magical Mystery Tour TV film and the album / EP, but the Beatles seem to have intuitively known they had to get back to basics. Of course a big part of this album’s origin was the Rishikesh, India sojourn to see the Maharishi Mahesh Yogi’s meditation ‘guide course’, but only half the band stayed for two months, nevertheless, the outing was highly productive, much of the material on their eponymous album was written there and then demoed at Harrison’s home in Esher. They were so productive that other material would be used for Abbey Road, a little for Let It Be, and even a few songs would appear on McCartney’s and Lennon’s early solo albums. Released as a double album, The Beatles might be their most audacious release and my second favorite album, the album just about encompassed every style of music imaginable, short of funk music that is, but there’s a lot to digest with the album. This is the closet to the Beatles producing themselves, with George Martin coming and going through the process. This was the first time that future producer Chris Thomas was given a notable role during the sessions. 

    The first clues about the album were Paul’s iconic “Hey Jude” and John’s proto metal with the “Revolution” single. There was also Paul’s “Lady Madonna” and George’s Bi side last Indian flavored, as singles. “The Inner Light”. The band decided to strip things down after all of the ornamentation of the prior year’s psychedelic experimentation. But the white album is a fascinating work, I admit uneven, not all of it works, but the highlights outweigh the drawbacks. The minimalist album design was another clue this was less elaborate. Nevertheless, there are still psychedelic elements within. After the audio effects, Paul’s “Back In The U.S.S.R.” is a kind of humorous nod to the Beach Boys, and offers a clever twist. John’s “Dear Prudence” is a Travis picked wonder, a haunting number that build’s in dynamics. John’s “Glass Onion” is another word play nod to recent songs, he was already spoofing the over analysis of the band’s lyrics. Paul’s “Ob La Di, Ob La Da” is a playful, fantasy narrative of a Caribbean life. Paul’s other throwaway is the acoustic “Wild Honey Pie”, a Spanish flamingo leads into John’s “The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill” features a few mellotrons, and a big crowd chorus, including the first cameo of Yoko Ono, a satire about animal hunting. Then there’s the iconic “While My Guitar Gently Weeps” by George, with a little help from Eric Clapton’s electric lead, John plays organ, and Paul gallops on Piano. The first side is all rounded up with John’s “Happiness Is A Warm Gun”, one of his more adventurous numbers with four sections and a good dose of his whit.

    Paul’s “Martha My Dear” opens side two, one of his most dexterous piano pieces with Martin’s sympathetic scores. John’s “I’m So Tired” and it’s langued pace matches the lyrics, even John’s random numbles ease into the next number. Paul’s “Blackbird”, an acoustic, baroque ballad has a lingering power after the decades. George’s satirical “Piggies” is a clever comment on class warfare. Paul’s “Rocky Raccoon” is a western parody with some nice old saloon tack piano, all of which segways into the Ringo original “Don’t Pass Me By”, a country number and it is fitting that Ringo would write it, considering his affinity for that genre, he would release a country album at the start of his solo career. Paul’s “Why Don’t We Do It In The Road?” was just about a one man show, John was later disappointed he wasn’t involved. Paul follows it with his lovely ballad “I Will”, a bossa nova where John and Ringo helped with percussion. The side two closer, John’s “Julia” is a wonder, another intricate acoustic guitar piece from him, that is a touching tribute to his mother.

    Side three opens with Paul bringing back the whole band for “Birthday”, one of the more rousing rocker’s in the set. John’s full band number, “Yer Blues” is a satire on the genre, and while Clapton does not play on it, the lead work does capture the feel of Clapton, hence why people were confused over if Eric was involved. Paul’s “Mother Nature’s Son” is another touch acoustic number with tasteful horns arranged my Martin. John’s “Everybody’s Got Something To Hide Except for Me and My Monkey” is one of the more unabashed rockers on the album with an abrasive tone and manic vocals from John, the track was slightly speed up in the final mix.  John’s sardonic “Sexy Sadie” was a satirical dig at the Maharishi, where the guitars have a strange quality to them. Paul was able to match John’s energy with the heavy “Helter Skelter”, a rocker about a British playground spiral slide, where manages to capture the hyperkinetic joy of childhood. George’s “Long Long Long” is a hymn to God, with an eerie organ, manages to close out the side. 

    Side four is probably the most problematic. The energy of the album flags at this point. John’s “Revolution” is great, and I prefer the ‘soulful album version’ to the faster single release. After “Wild”, Paul’s “Honey Pie” is significantly better number, another music hall, vaudeville number with a nice little jazz guitar solo from John. Of the four Harrison number’s, “Savoy Truffle” is probably the weakest, but a fun number, with some meaty, and distorted horns. George’s lead and the horns have a nice interplay. John’s “Cry Baby Cry” is a folk flavored number with nice dynamics between the piano, harmonium and organ, John’s vocal has a relaxed, soulful quality to it. Paul’s “Can You Take Me Back” leads into the infamous “Revolution 9” a musique concrete piece that manages to have some brief interesting musical ideas within the strangeness and humor, and manages to still be a stronger result than John and Yoko’s three other experimental records at the end of the sixties. John’s “Good Night” with a lead vocal by Ringo and a lush orchestration and choir from Martin, is a welcome balance to the side and to close out the album. 

    There was a lot of tension during the making of the album, in spite of the many full band performances, often they would work in pairs on various numbers, or work solo. They were simply growing up and apart, but the public didn’t know that. Still The Beatles album is a high watermark of their catalogue.

Photo: Iain Macmillian

Abbey Road (1969)

    The last half of 1968 saw the release of the animated Yellow Submarine film and album that would soon be released in early 69. Paul tried to unify the band to play as an actual band again, the Get Back film, which would later be retitled Let It Be in 1970, was an attempt to film them rehearsing with the plan to do a live concert at a special event. Their productivity through January of 1969, from the rehearsal to session recordings, but the project was shelved by the start of February, Two non-album singles were released, Paul’s “Get Back”, which would appear on the 1970 album, and John’s “Don’t Let Me Down”. There’s was George’s “Old Brown Shoe”, a great number with a vibrant guitar solo that was released as a double A side, and John’s “The Ballad Of John & Yoko”, which would feature John and Paul playing everything when the lads were away. The album that would become Abbey Road was something of a compromise, but with George Martin having a more predominant role, engineer Geoff Emerick would have an important role, and would deliver a sonically impressive, and a young Alan Parsons, whom would be a major force through the seventies, was the assistant engineer.

    A number of material from the 68 India sojourn would be featured on the album, much of it had been rehearsed during the Get Back project, Paul talked John and George to be more fully involved, this would be to George’s great benefit as he would deliver the best songs and his two iconic singles. Even Ringo would write a song that would be a future single. There’s a feeling and Paul and John finally appreciated the value of George and Ringo enough to give them a fair shake. Aside from Martin’s musical keyboard contributions, Billy Preston acted as nearly a fifth Beatle with his Organ work. John’s “Come Together” which began as another non-sense words type of piece was helped by Paul’s swampy bass, and the harmonized guitars. George’s “Something” is masterful, with great playing from Paul and Preston’s organ. George’s guitar solo channels a trace of Clapton’s melody, yet it is his own. Paul’s “Maxwell’s Silver Hammer” has a musical hall quality, some dark humor, and odd feel. Paul’s nod to blues “Oh Darling” features one of his best vocals and has taken on a certain stature over the years. Ringo’s “Octopus’s Garden” had a little help from George, has remained one of their more endearing songs and fitting was it would be another country number. John’s “I Want You (She’s So Heavy)” remains groundbreaking, a cross between a proto metal number, and a lounge blues jazz number, its white noise build up near the end, and the abrupt edit is jarring at first listen but highly effective.

    George opens the second half with his iconic other number, “Here Comes The Sun”, the instrumentation is so perfectly balanced between George’s intricate guitar, Martin’s orchestration and tasteful keyboard flourishes George reached his first peak – but it wouldn’t be the last. The reverse Beethoven of John’s “Because” would the last time anyone would see their complex three part harmony, which was done with multiple passes. ‘The medley’ as it would become known began with Paul’s “You Never Give Me Your Money” was the first hint to the public that this was the end, but it also featured the acknowledgement of great freedom looming. John’s “Sun King” was inspired by the feel of Fleetwood Mac’s “Albatross”. John’s “Mean Mr. Mustard” and “Polythene Pam” were more numbers from India. “Mustard” represented John’s musical hall take, and “Pam” was a nod to his early Rock N Roll influence. Paul’s “She Came In Through The Bathroom Window” would be one of his more durable numbers and covered by other, and dress up here with a rockabilly feel. There’s a brief reprieve before the remainder of the Medley finished it out. With’s Paul’s final trio, “Golden Slumber’s, Carry That Weight” – based on a 17th Century poem - and “The End”, where Paul manages a great vocal out of “Slumbers”, and “Weight” manages to tie back “You Never Give Me”, the dynamism of “The End” is nearly legendary. There’s an exuberance to Ringo’s drum solo, and the dueling guitars between Paul, George and John., and the band’s closing statement, which Paul described as a ‘couplet’, summed up the spirit of the band - the love they made was indeed equal to what the public took from them. The Beatles even managed a ‘bonus track’ before anyone thought of it with Paul’s “Her Majesty”.

    Ultimately, Abbey Road was a master class in song writing, arranging, performance and recording, The Beatles had said everything they needed to say, there would be one more posthumous album, but this was their final goodbye, and they just about went out with a bang.

    Post Beatles, most bands would try to emulate what they did, but nearly all of them just couldn’t match it. There was an magical chemistry as players by them that others just couldn’t define. Many people have tried to sound the notes without playing the music. In the end, the Beatles were not overhyped but represented the best of the sixties. 

Friday, September 18, 2026

Retro Reviews: Big Star: #1 record

    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.

Big Star – Number 1 Record (1972)

****

Producer: John Fry

Musicians: Alex Chilton, Chris Bell, Andy Hummel, Jody Stephens, Terry Manning

Songs: Feel, The Ballad of El Goodo, In The Street, Thirteen, Don’t Lie To Me, The India Song, When My Baby’s Beside Me, My Life Is Right, Give Me Another Chance, Try Again, Watch The Sunrise, ST 100/6

Reviewed By Matthew Anthony Allair

    New underground band from Tennessee has a creative duo that seems to want to model after Lennon / McCartney, But Big Star, while sharing similar elements from that power pop genre, seems to be also built on something different, they may be closest to the spirit of the British band Badfinger. The songs written by Alex Chilton and Chris Bell are often rather stellar, as well as an additional number from Hummel. Alex and Chris have very different voices, but they balance each other out well. The support from Hummel and Stephens works well to serve the material. Some of what Big Star does isn’t that different than some of The Byrds material, but there’s an additional intimacy, a more dryer sound, where production sweetening is done for effect, all of which pulls the listen in. I have to agree with Lester Bang’s early assessment with this band.

    The opener “Feel” is an odd number that may have been selected as a tone setter, but the next three group of songs are stellar. “The Ballad of El Goodo” has an infectious folk-based chorus, some of the lovely, intricate guitar work mirrors the vocal, there even might be a harpsicord present, the bright twelve strings make if difficult to discern. This already feels ahead of anyone else at the moment. Bell’s vocals are enrapturing. The power pop of “In The Street” has some great intricate guitar and a nice breakdown in the middle. The acoustic ballad “Thirteen” captures that feeling well of life before high school, with some lovely layering between the vocals and guitars. The rocker “Don’t Lie To Me” has nearly Stones spirit and a biting edge from Bell. Hummel’s song and vocal on “The India Song” offers something very different, a recorder or mellotron that harkens back to 1968 again. A diclinous closer to the first half.

    Side two opens with “When My Baby’s Beside Me”, a thrifty number that draws you and leaves you certain you are in good hand, there’s also a trace of Wah guitar for good measure, The ballad “My Life Is Right” shifts into life with the chorus, it’s the kind of thing you hope McCartney would write. The tone shifts to more quieter, contemplative material for the final half, as evidenced with “Give Me Another Chance” and another lovely vocal from Chilton, and rich instrumentation. The ballad “Try Again” has some nice and tasteful country slide work, some of that work mirrors Harrison’s post Beatles work. The brightness of “Watch The Sunrise” gives Chilton one of his stronger vocals, the final and brief number, “ST 100/6” feels like a Crosby, Stills and Nash Vingette. This albums feels so different from what is being offered, I hope it get’s attention, it’s impact may be similar to the Velvet Underground work, a band that may have a great impact if people listen, I have faith, regardless, this is a fun, worthwhile journey. 

Friday, July 31, 2026

Retro Reviews: U2: October

       I decided to launch a new series to imagine myself as a critic at the end of the 70s and start of the 80s, and to rectify certain reviews from Rolling Stone magazine and Creem. This not meant to be contrarian, but to offer a more balanced perspective. All the albums reviewed are indeed classic albums. 

U2 – October (1981)

***

Producer: Steve Lillywhite

Musicians: Bono, The Edge, Adam Clayton, Larry Mullen Jr, Vinnie Kilduff

Songs and music: Gloria, I Fall Down, I Threw a Brick Through a Window, Rejoyce, Fire, Tomorrow, October, With a Shout (Jerusalem), Stranger In a Strange Land, Scarlet, Is That All?

Reviewed By Matthew Anthony Allair

    U2 is a post punk band that leans into the new wave sensibility, they have been highly praised for their debut Boy, and they press on with their second album, I am not certain if a fully agree with my peers adulation in certain respects, but they are shaping into a damn good band just on the result of this album. Producer Steve Lillywhite has added a certain ambient sheen to the recordings as he continues on with them. The Edge is an adequate enough guitar and piano player with an ability to work within his skills. The rhythm section of Adam Clayton and Larry Mullen Jr remain a steady team that works around their skills to make it work. Bono tends to be a little overwrought as a singer, but with his sincerity he makes it work mostly. Having raised all of these points, the punk ethos was never about virtuosity but the ability to connect with an audience, a trait that U2 has been able to achieve. But it’s not lost on me that their sound runs counter to the standards of other punks – we’ll get back to that in a moment.

    The album moves at a fairly brisk pace, while having some musical moments of real introspection. The opening number “Gloria” acts as this album’s “I Will Follow” single. The track fades in before the real fire steps, but the track is also their open declaration of faith. It has many of the characteristics one heard from the Boy, the open piano passages give it ethereal quality, before the closing anthem section gives it vibrancy. The Edge’s echo piano textures that open “I Fall Down”, as well as acoustic guitar changes the tone until big full band chorus sets in. This also helps to illustrate the critique from the punk scene. The band’s sound is designed for larger venues, theatres or arenas, not for the club scenes that Punk bands rely upon. Steve’s production adds to the drama of that larger scale. 

    “I Threw a Brick Through a Window”, within the band, has a full-throated sound, The Edge’s slide guitar moments seem tactical. Larry’s tribal drum fills keep this interesting. The lyrics seem a little rudimentary, but the guitar phrases keep it dark. “Rejoyce” drives the album forward, it just reinforces their declaration of faith, and probably one of the most insightful lyrics for the start of a decade full of uncertainty. “I Can’t Change the world, but I can change the world in me.” The next track, “Fire” manages to round out the first half.

    The side two opener, “Tomorrow” begins with Uileann Pipes and a Bobhran, with a bass and acoustic track sets up the tone until the full band settles in the second half. The fact that the band is openly Christian is interesting and unusual, but the other truth is the band is so Quintessentially Irish, it seems intrinsic they would use this as a feature on their music. The nearly instrumental piano piece “October” has a dark and somber tone with a brief lyric in the last moments, making this one of the most introspective and interesting pieces that have offered. Larry’s brisk drums and toms set up the mood for “With A Shout (Jerusalem)” offers hints of echo-based horns in a fairly common number. With “Stranger In A Strange Land” Edge’s short delay fills, and piano colorings allow the rhythm section to come through. Things are scaled back with “Scarlet” as a more freeform vamp off of the spirit of the prior track “Rejoyce”. The more vibrant “Is That All?” is an interesting album closer, with the interplay between Edge, Clayton, and Mullen is full swing. 

    The album cover seems to harken back to the designs of the early sixties and I find that curious and revealing that they would draw parallels to the past. The major drawback with the album is that the lyrics seem a little underdeveloped. This is a typical sophomore release from a good band finding its footing and not quite there yet. The quitter, introspective moments are what stood out for me and will probably keep me coming back. They sound like young players struggling to find their place in the world, the midst of our shifting sands.

I wouldn't say U2 are the great hope of the eighties, but they are an interesting band.  

Friday, June 26, 2026

Retro Reviews: Love: Love

          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. All the albums reviewed are indeed classic albums. 

Love – Love (1966)

***

Producers: Mark Abramson, Jac Holzman

Musicians: Authur Lee, Johnny Echols, Bryan MacLean, Ken Forssi, Alban “Snoopy” Pfisterer, John Fleckerstein, Don Conka

Songs and music: My Little Red Book, Can’t Explain, A Message To Pretty, My Flash On Your, Softly To Me, No Matter What You Do, Emotions, You I’ll Be Following, Gazing, Hey Joe, Signed D.C. Colored Balls Falling, Mushroom Clouds, And More

Reviewed by Matthew Anthony Allair

    Love, the new southern California band has launched their first album for Elektra records, and it’s an interesting release that seems to aim to compete with the likes of The Byrds, but the sound has elements that remind me of another European band, The Monks, there’s an underground edge and a slight raw feeling that comes through that makes Love interesting. It’s leader Authur Lee drives the sound with brash vocals or a melodic sense. There’s plenty of 12 string guitar, but pockets of an heavier bass tone than you’d expect from Ken Forssi. The lead guitar work from Johnny Echols is steady and varied on most numbers, as well as rhythm guitar work from Bryan MacLean and Bryan and Johnny blend well together. Lee also plays Harmonica on some of the blues-based numbers. Within the electric folk setting, the album stays interesting, if a little uneven.

    The opening number and single “My Little Red Book” have a playful drive, and sardonic melody, but yet it’s a memorable number. The Byrds influence is evident with “Can’t Explain”, an original that has no relation to The Who. The folk ballad “A Message To Pretty” has a harmonica that will harken to Dylan, but it’s unavoidable, the ease of the number has a good feeling, probably a plea to an ex-beau. “My Flash On You” has a rave up drive to the number and rolling bass. “Softly to Me” has a pop jazz feeling and guitar work that substitutes a jazz organ, Byran takes the lead vocal and he differs from Lee. “No Matter What You Do” is probably the number that has a local club feeling. The instrumental “Emotions” has a surf music feel and textured tremolo guitar.

    Side two opens with the whimsical “You I’ll Be Following”, some good vocal harmonies are undercut with some frivolous lyrics. “Gazing” is another folk ballad and some more nice vocal harmonies. The blues number “Hey Joe” has become a popular one on the scene, and Love offers up their version that isn’t dissimilar to their peers, but I can’t say it’s all that distinctive. “Signed D.C.” is an acoustic blues ballad that is one of the stronger numbers, more introspective that comments on the new drug culture scene. “Colored Balls Falling” brings the tempo up again, and manages to be another strong song. “Mushroom Clouds” is another acoustic ballad with some rich harmonies that take on an unsettled quality. The up tempo closer “And More” manages to wrap up the tone of the album.

    While the bulk of the songs are concise and focused, this album could have used a little editing, as some songs don’t distinguish themselves from others. Still, this is a talented band, and I am interested to see what unfolds next for them.  

Friday, June 12, 2026

Retro Reviews: The Replacements: Hootenanny

    I decided to launch a new series to imagine myself as a critic at the end of the 70s and start of the 80s, 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.


The Replacements – Hootenanny (1983)

**1/4

Producers: Paul Stark, Peter Jesperson, The Replacements

Musicians: Paul Wetserberg, Bob Stinson, Tommy Stinson, Chris Mars

Songs and music: Hootenanny, Run It, Color Me Impressed, Willpower, Mr. Whirly, Within Your Reach, Buck Hill, Lovelines, You Lose, Hayday, Treatment Bound

Reviewed By Matthew Anthony Allair

    This album is a contradiction. On one hand there’s a talented band in there, but they seem like a band conflicted between their punk ethos and their melodic instincts, I am not really all that convinced by the punk material itself, but Paul Westerberg shows real ability as a composer when he is focused. There’s a devil may care feeling with much of this material along with informal chatter, and that chatter doesn’t always work. Aside from do-It-yourself sensibility, within segments of the punk scene there’s a ‘anti music’ instinct with some acts, and this band feels like they are trying to embrace that. Yet their love of The Beatles and acts like Badfinger betray that ethos. This is their second album for the independent label Twin/Tone and so the stakes aren’t very high, they can create music for it’s own sake without commercial pressure. They have aways to go.

    The opening number “Hootenanny” feels like a ragged pastiche of a blues number, a parody, but it is a little amateurish, I can’t really tell if this is intentional. The next track, “Run It” a more punk number is an improvement, but not by much. But the next track “Color Me Impressed” is the strongest number and the likely single, Paul reveals his real potential here. At least, the more ambient “Willpower” allows the bass and drums to drive it, while the guitars weave around, and Paul’s delay vocal is eerie. “Mr. Whirly” is mostly a revved-up nod to “Strawberry Fields Forever” and “Oh, Darling!” with some original inserts. There’s a certain rock n roll shuffle from Westerberg on “Take Me Down To The Hospital” and outside leads from Bob Stinson that make it interesting, but John Lennon had already covered the screams on his “Cold Turkey” track over a decade before. Paul pretty much plays everything on “Within Your Reach”, a beat box, several flanged guitars and a simple synth part make this a fairly interesting piece, and reveals his song writing focus once again.

    The second half opens with the surf rock of “Buck Hill”, an instrumental that is pretty standard issue, some of this material feels like things you’d hear in a club, and there’s no shame in that. Bob Stinson’s guitar work on “Lovelines” is outside as Paul offers some off kilter spoken muses. While “You Lose” feels standard, there’s some adept and good guitar work. With “Heyday” Bob offers up some interesting guitar work. The closer and acoustic “Treatment Bound” feels like a Stone pastiche from 72’ Exiles, it’s ragged and falls apart, but it’s commendable and interesting. Tommy and Chris are a solid rhythm section.  

    The problem with the album is the sequencing: Certain songs like “Color Me Impressed, Within Your Reach,” and “Willpower” should have set the tone, as this undermines the overall impression at first listen with the running order. While the band has a way to go, their spirit feels refreshing as this decade is uncertain with where trends will go. My problem with the current punk aesthetic is that Punk isn’t really designed to last in its purist form, already, by the end of the 70s, The Clash were accused of ‘Selling out’, and the Sex Pistol’s imploded, this band is more accurately comparable to The Ramones than anyone else. If the band can follow their musical muses, they could really be something impressive. I await the next release. 

Wednesday, January 21, 2026

Retro Reviews: The Rolling Stones: Between The Buttons

  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. All the albums reviewed are indeed classic albums.

The Rolling Stones – Between The Buttons (1967)

****

Producer: Andrew Loog Oldham

Musicians: Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, Brian Jones, Bill Wyman, Charlie Watts, Nicky Hopkins, Ian Stewart, Jack Nitzsche, Art Greenslade – arranger

Songs: Let’s Spend The Night Together, Yesterday’s Papers, Ruby Tuesday, Connection, She Smiled Sweetly, Cool, Calm & Collected, All Sold Out, My Obsession, Who’s Been Sleeping Here?, Complicated, Miss Amanda Jones, Something Happened To Me Yesterday

Reviewed By Matthew Anthony Allair

    Probably one of the rock scene’s favorite bands, The Stones, has a new album out. Last years Aftermath was a great release, and the team has brought back Andrew Loog Oldham as producer. Oldham’s role as producer is similar to The Who’s Kit Lambert, a manager and cheerleader who guides the band but may not have the most objective ears, this is why the engineers from Olympic and IBC Studios are always so important. Their roles are very different from George Martin. There’s often a lot of comparisons with the Stones and The Beatles, but they are very different bands, and both bands play a dance around the chart positions, yet it’s a friendly joust. There’s a lot more emphasis on Piano based material on the album, and less around the dual guitar interplay between Richards and Jones, yet that interplay still creeps through. Often the vocals by Jagger and Richards have a ragged quality. 

    With this album, the band sounds relaxed and authentic, the real problem with some past recordings is the fact that The Stones seem to self-consciously imitate their peers, namely the before mentioned Beatles, and they are at their bast when they forge their own sound. The US opener is the perennial single, “Let’s Spend The Night Together”, A driving piano romp and persistent groove with the backing, and it’s no surprise with it’s success. The companion single, The ballad “Ruby Tuesday” has some intricate Piano work from Hopkins and a recorder by Jones, and Wyman may even be playing a bowed double bass in places. I could see “Night” and “Ruby Tuesday” being staples on the radio soon enough. They are effective at pulling the listener in and offering that statement of purpose albums need.

    “Yesterday’s Paper’s” is a close to a perfect pop number with an interesting percussion introduction, Harpsichord, and vibes, and a comment about the press. With “Connection”, a track that harkens back to their sound from a few years earlier, I believe Keith plays the piano, the guitar has a playful feel. An organ set’s up “She Smiled Sweetly” with something close to a soul ballad for them, a gospel type piano augments the second half. Another piano opens this music hall blues of “Calm, Cool and Collected”, there’s also a treated guitar that has an Indian raga like quality, a kazoo, and harmonica for good measure, some good bass work from Wyman on it, a clever tempo shift near the end before it descends into chaotic reverb, the track with the most amalgamation of anything in here, another sardonic piece about an opportunistic woman, The band hasn’t lost its snarl. 

    “All Sold Out” features their more classic dual guitar sound, and it’s nice to see the Richard’s / Jones interplay hasn’t completely gone yet. Ian Steward, known as a blues player, many have played the pop piano, hard to say on this. Stewart definitely seems to play on “My Obsession”, another track that seems to reference their past sound while adding an extra edge. The mid-tempo country ballad “Who’s Been Sleeping Here?” takes a nod to Dylan with its sound with a somewhat freewheeling feel. It’s possible that Hopkins plays the piano on it. Some playful organ augments the pop sensibility of “Complicated”, another dose of the common Stones flare. The Country rocker “Miss Amanda Jones” has some great interplay between the players and Mick sounds his most whimsical. The closer, “Something Happened To Me Yesterday” is back to true music hall blues and takes a final nod to the Dylan sound of late, Mick and Keith trade the vocals and a Dixie land swing band creeps in through the track. The song seems to be about an encounter with a certain chemical enhancement, they certainly seem to know how to offer up a clever wink. A good start to the year, we shall see soon what is offered up. 

Wednesday, December 17, 2025

Retro Reviews: R.E.M. Murmur / Chronic Town

 

I decided to launch a new series to imagine myself as a critic at the end of the 70s and start of the 80s, and to rectify certain reviews from Rolling Stone magazine and Creem. This not meant to be contrarian, but to offer a more balanced perspective. All the albums reviewed are indeed classic albums.

Murmur (1983)

***3/4

Producers: Don Dixon, Mitch Easter

Musicians: Michael Stipe, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Bill Berry, Don Dixon, Mitch Easter

Songs: Radio Free Europe, Pilgrimage, Laughing, Talk About The Passion, Moral Kiosk, Perfect Circle, Catapult, Sitting Still, 9-9, Shaking Through, We Walk, West Of The Fields

Review By Matthew Anthony Allair

    As this decade is unfolding, it is difficult to know where the music scene is headed, or where we might be in ten years. A few trends seem to be codifying, for example, the Metal scene seems to be trending into a formula, the progressive elements with metal from the seventies seems to be waning. The impact of punk is still being felt, but we seem to be in a post punk phase, the evolution of what is not considered new wave seems to be morphing into it’s own formula, and the exciting trends pf synth music seems to also codify into a set form. Right now, the UK band, The Cure seems to be offering the most exciting type pf music that feels fresh. Yet, the US, a new band from Georgia, might be the band that offers more new ideas and alternatives – if they can find their audience. The last years E.P. Chronic Town, revealed R.E.M. to be full of promise, their single from the year before that, “Radio Free Europe” was another delight. Their debut album, Murmur offers up the beginning of fulfillment of such promise. There’s a new rerecording of “Radio Free Europe” and the forth song, “Talk About The Passion” feels like the other perennial single.

    I can’t say that the re-recording of “Radio Free Europe” is any better, it’s still a great song, and there seems to be some new piano colorings with this new take, but for the uninitiated, the song is a good tone setter. “Pilgrimage” opens with a eerie vocal before the core of the band sets in, the verse section is a little unsettling before the pop lift of the chorus shift the tone. The McGuin influence with Buck is pretty self-evident a few fracks in. “Laughing” has an interesting bass and drum opening before Buck sets the tone. The afford mentioned “Talk About The Passion” has an almost transcendent quality to it. “Moral Kiosk” feels like it’s following the same tone as “Europe”.  The first half closer “Perfect Circle” is a lovely piano number where the keyboard gives it a haunting quality.

    “Catapult” is an interesting tone opener for the second half with a lifting chorus. “Sitting Still” is catchy but not very consequential and sounds like something they would have played in the clubs. “9-9” has some interesting musical passages but doesn’t distinguish itself. Things come back to life with “Shaking Through”, and there’s a certain whimsy with “We Walk”, the album closer with “West Of The Fields” is amid tempo, moody number with some good organ textures. I’d have to say that the sum of parts with the first half of the album is stronger, it’s not prefect, but this does reveal more of what they are capable of, and the next R.E.M. follow up looks promising.  This band may offer something different for those who hunger for it – if they can find an audience. That remains to be seen.

    I am a little leery over the deification of this band by some music peers, it reminds me of how Dylan was propped up as a messianic figure in the early 60s, he was just a song writer, as much as he was a great one. I'd advise against any sycophantic adulation of R.E.M. Let them find themselves, they may be around for a while.  

Chronic Town (1982)

***1/2

Producers: Mitch Easter, R.E.M.

Musicians: Michael Stipe, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Bill Berry

Songs: Wolves – Lower, Gardening At Night, Carnival Of Sorts (Boxcars), 1,000,000, Stumble

Reviewed By Matthew Anthony Allair

    After last year's refreshing, technically post punk single debut “Radio Free Europe”, this new band based from Georgia, has put out their first E.P. and it’s of an exceptional quality. Normally I don’t write reviews on E.P.s, but this was so well executed, and such a bell weather with how this decade might shape up to be. Rumor has it that their demo caught the attention of the heads at IRS records. A sort of ominous carnival organ opens “Carnival of Sorts (Boxcars)” and some odd drumming segways into the main body of the song, it has a similar college club vibe as “Europe”, the mix of Stipes vocals are a little buried by a fraction, but it builds into something unsettling. “Wolves / Lower” has the spry vigor of Byrds guitar work, but there’s an uneasy tension with the number even without following the lyrics. “Gardening At Night” is easily the most accessible track, and likely the single, there’s a nice layering of guitars and Mills bass work jives. The opening of “Stumble” has a nearly new wave feel before it shifts into the body of the song. The middle section, with it’s talking and ambient noises makes one feel like you are listening to a British band. The up tempo track “1,000,000” rounds out this set, but it’s merely pleasant and the least interesting. Five tracks in and I am left curious to see what their debut album will have to offer.


Friday, December 5, 2025

Retro Reviews: The Monks: Black Monk Time

     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. These albums are lesser-known titles.

The Monks – Black Monk Time (1966)

***1/2

Producer: Jimmy Bowien

Musicians: Gary Burger, Larry Clark, Roger Johnston, Eddie Shaw, Dave Day

Songs: Monk Time, Shut Up, Boys Are Boys and Girls Are Choice, Higgie-Dy-Piggie-Dy, I Hate You, Oh, How To Do Now, Complication, We Do Wie Du, Drunken Maria, Love Came Tumblin’ Down, Blast Off!, That’s My Girl

Reviewed By Matthew Anthony Allair

    The first album by The Monks, a band on a niche label, is an interesting contrast in the deception of appearances. They have the trappings of your typical rave up band, and when several members sing legitimately, they are quite good, but rhythm and vibe is the core of this band. Often the vocals are a hook to pull the listener in. While there’s the typical rock instrumentations, guitar, bass, organ, drums, there’s also the use of an electric banjo, the bass is often as over driven as the guitar, the approach almost feels like songs are the vehicle for ideas rather than the desire for commercial songs, but make no mistake, there’s some catchy songs to be found. Burger, Clark and Shaw are talented singers indeed, yet the whimsy seems deceptive in a good way. They are out to blow people’s minds without the audience being aware of it – and this sets up a challenge over how they might be received.

    With the opener “Monk Time”, Clark’s gothic organ set’s the tone, the vocal is inviting while the rolling rhythm and organ dynamics keep this interesting. The irregular rhythm of “Shut Up” and the dynamics ease into some very free form guitar and organ leads. There’s almost a hybrid country and blues shuffle to “Boys Are Boys and Girls Are Choice”, but it’s all highly idiosyncratic, it’s also the first time we can hear the banjo in effect. With “Higgie-Dy-Piggie-Dy” there’s a surf, Bo diddley shuffle with some outside guitar leads, one can hear the experimental influence of British bands in this venture.  The lyrics seem nonsensical and that might be entirely the point.  “I hate You” is delivered with a wink and it’s all about the rhythmic vibe. Burger’s lead guitar is pretty loose.  The banjo acts like a second percussion instrument. The banjo and lead guitar have an off-kilter quality with “Oh, How To Do Now”, the vocal chant has a playful, urgent element to the proceedings.

    The insistent drive of “Complication” might make it one of the better tracks, with very direct lyrics and a free form organ solo. Very concise. The punchy bass and drums drive “We Do Wie Du”, outwardly silly but fun track. There’s something oddly vaudevillian about “Drunken Maria” as well as great brief bluesy organ solo. The banjo and drums drive “Love Comes Tumbling Down”, while the organ and guitar act as a counter rhythm, again, the vibe takes priority. The mood is set up long before the vocal sets in. A heavy and loud vibrato guitar sets up the tone for “Blast Off” with a carnival organ and surf guitar shuffle. The banjo and drums seems to blur together, there’s a manic quality to the track that set’s it apart. “That’s My Girl” brings it all back home at the soul rave opening with an ironic twist.

    I have seen publicity photos of the band where they dress in all black with ropes for ties, and wear friar monk haircuts, there’s a very conscious image with this band that enhances the theatrical flavor. This is a band that has managed to find a way to push the envelope with juggling accessibility, it will be interesting to see if they connect. I hope they do.  


Wednesday, December 3, 2025

Retro Reviews: Patti Smith: Horses

 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. All the albums reviewed are indeed classic albums. 


Patti Smith – Horses (1975)

****

Producer: John Cale

Musicians: Patty Smith, Lenny Kaye, Ivan Kral, Jay Dee Daugherty, Richard Sohl

Songs and Music: Gloria (part1: In Excelsis Deo, Part II: Gloria), Redondo Beach, Birdland, Free Money, Kimberly, Break It Up, Land (Part1 Horses / Part 2; Land of A Thousand Dances / Part 3 La Mer(de)), Elegie

Reviewed by Matthew Anthony Allair

    Patti Smith is a new singer who has assembled a sympatric band, is some respects this feels revolutionary, on the other hand, this feels like an continuation of a cross between Jim Morrison and the Doors and Gil Scott Heron’s recent work. To add credence to the album Horses is producer John Cale from the Velvet Underground. The keyboard player Richard Sohl and drummer Jay Dee Daughery offers solid support. The duel guitar work of Lenny Kaye and Ivan Kral, whom also plays bass guitar, gives the backing material a kind of real life, and all the players follow the lead of Patti. The album seems to dabble into the avant-garde, and free jazz association, but it a rock or pop setting. None of this in a literal sense, but in the spirit of experimental music, hence, this won’t be for everyone, but this will reward anyone looking for anything a little different.

    The opening track “Gloria (Excelsis Deo)” basically vamps off of the Them and Van Morrison song, and build into a spirit of deification. But it’s really the words that are a revelation as she opens with “Jesus died for somebody’s else’s sins, but not mine.”, which feels like a shot across the bow that this is something different. The Reggae infused “Redondo Beach” has a lite feel, the musical setting is a little deceptive as it deals with a dark subject. The piano is often a key feature as demonstrated by the epic “Birdland”, a cross between a narrative and vocal, for the first half the guitar interplay is light, In some respects Patti’s vocal attempts may be more successful than some of the things that Morrison was attempting, the problem with the Doors was that they tempered their sound by 68 for something more accessible. By the halfway mark, Kaye is really playing off what Patti is doing, her confusion builds up as it progresses. The mental images she is invoking becomes provocative. The song was inspired by Peter Reich’s ‘A Book Of Dreams’ and deals with parental loss. Sohl’s piano work on “Free Money” feels rather introspective before the full band shifts gears. Daugherty’s drumming gives this extra life. Many of these may be three or four chord vamps, but they feel sophisticated in their approach.

    The second half opens with the rhythmic pulse of “Kimberly”, probably one of the most pop feeling tracks, but the content is indeed deep. Another New York peer, Tom Verlaine, helped co write “Break It Up”, a song with a eerie setting and some drama within the band., the drama also reminds me of some of the material from Springsteen’s Born To Run several months earlier. The other epic “Land: Horses / Land Of A Thousand Dances / La Mer(de)” offers the same vamps, but seems to be build on instinct, The connection between Rock and RNB of the past runs very profoundly with some of the numbers, the song seems to be about longing, the build up of creative energy, and the euphoria of relationships, the idea of tearing something down that is old, to allow for something new.  The album closer and dark, “Elegie” sums of the feeling of the album, I believe an upright bass is used for the ambiance of the track. All of these portraits don’t offer any easy answers to the human condition, but she does channel the feeling of another New York peer, Lou Reed, and the Velvet’s connection starts to make more sense.

    Why this would only have a select audience is baffling to me, as musically it is quite accessible, and most people could gloss over the lyrical content, but we shall see. 

    She seems grounded in the real. Recommended. 


Saturday, November 29, 2025

Retro Reviews: The Velvet Underground: White Light / White Heat

     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. All the albums reviewed are indeed classic albums.

The Velvet Underground: White Light / White Heat (1968)

****

Producer: Tom Wilson

Musicians: Lou Reed, John Cale, Sterling Morrison, Maureen Tucker

Songs: White Light / White Heat, The Gift, Lady Godiva’s Operation, Here She Comes Now, I Heard Her Call My Name, Sister Ray

Reviewed by Matthew Anthony Allair

    After the departure of Andy Warhol as a creative presence, and the departure of Nico, The Velvet Underground stand at an interesting cross-roads, can they manage a follow up to their debut from last year? What other interesting ideas do they have to offer. For that small percentage of people who listened in 67, their debut album was a shock to the system, it didn’t have the sensibility of California and it didn’t have any aesthetic like the British rock scene, it was unique. It is ironic that Verve Records, a label known for jazz innovation, would risk supporting bands like the Velvet’s or Zappa’s Mothers of Invention that stand in stark contract to their past, and yet both acts are truly innovative.

    For the bulk of the opening track and name sake, “White Light / White Heat” it manages to be accessible until it trails off at the very end, and should be the bell weather that this is going to be different, if not aa little difficult. The lyrics to “The Gift” is delivered as a spoken tone people behind a heavy two chord riff that evolves, the prose sounds like it’s taken from some semi experimental novel. “Here She Comes Now” is probably the second most accessible track alongside the title track, and it’s probably too short.

    The second half opens with the frantic “I Heard Her Call My Name”, parts of it sound like some R&B rave up. Yet Sterling’s feedback laced lead guitar jumps into some strange atonal and modal jumps. The final track “Sister Ray” opens with a heavy groove, and due to it’s sprawling ambition moves into interesting directions, Cale’s viola is about as distorted as the guitars, he also jumps to a Vox Organ to add coloring. Sterling’s guitar wails and trades with Cales Organ, the instrument’s distortion blurs into another. Before you are even half way through the organ sounds even more out there than anything Manzerek has attempted with the Doors, and that isn’t meant to diminish The Doors, just that the Velvet’s are reaching something that the Doors has been striving for. The lyrics are indeed gritty and crass and they don’t reflect person’s who are to be idealized. Once you are past the half way point “Sister Ray” sounds unrelenting. The noise of the organ and Sterling’s lead is chaotic. Something should be said about Maureen Tucker’s drumming, which while never elaborate, is steady and she serves the goals of the other players.

    This album isn’t as shocking for me as it might be for others, if you have followed the evolution of the free jazz movement from Ornette Coleman to John Coltrane. Or even the work of artist Gutav Metzger, there’s merit in the idea of noise as its own form of expression. The album seems to be attempting to break down the barriers of what is possible with rock music, and Lous Reed is such an astute lyric writer and observer of human nature – even when that nature is on the darker side. I could see the Velvet’s being a significant band for those who are receptive to it, and I could see others following their lead moving forward. This won’t be for everyone, but worth a few listens, and for the patient, something that could be captivating. Recommended.


Wednesday, October 29, 2025

Retro Reviews: Kiss - Ace Frehley / Paul Stanley solo

     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. All the albums reviewed are indeed classic albums. This is in tribute to Ace Frehley, Rest In Peace.

Kiss: Ace Frehley (1978)

***1/2

Producers: Eddie Kramer, Ace Frehley

Musicians: Ace Frehley, Anton Fig, Will Lee, Carl Tallarico, David Lasley, Susan Collins, Larry Kelly, Bill Scheniman, Bobby McAdams

Songs and music: Rip It Out, Speedin’ Back To My Baby, Snow Blind, Ozone, What’s On Your Mind, New York Groove, I’m In Need Of Love, Wiped-Out, Fractured Mirror

Reviewed By Matthew Anthony Allair

    It’s not all that surprising that “New York Groove” is the single from this album, but we will get to that in a moment. All four members of Kiss have put together solo albums that link together to the Kiss brand. The results are pretty mixed but Ace and Paul are the strongest ones, the less that is said about the other two is probably for the better. To be honest, Kiss is usually off my radar, but I do appreciate the dedication of their fanbase, Kiss’s output pretty much offers up something straight forward, and there isn’t much profound on most of the albums. Yet I get why Kiss were successful a few years ago, there was too much of an over intellectualization with most rock music without the spirit of fun, there needs to be a balance. Yet it's true now the band is often at risk of oversaturation, quantity doesn’t always equate to quality, but these albums could be a benchmark for what they might do after the band is over. It seems as though that something has lit a fire under Ace, and it was incredibly smart for Ace to bring in Producer and Engineer legend Eddie Kramer to exert quality control on this collection.

    There’s an rumor that Eddie Kramer produced the early demos that got the band their recording deal with Casablanca records, therefore it is baffling to me that Kramer didn’t produce their crucial early albums, they needed it, and while it was nice to have Kramer on last years Rock N Roll Over album, they needed a notable producer long before Bob Ezrin, and I don’t know if such a failure was a decision of the band or their label Casablanca not financing the services of such a producer before the Alive album, Kramer’s steady hand makes a difference.

    Ace seems to understand the assignment, this is unpretentious, direct, and while Ace isn’t a great vocalist, he is a party vocalist and it suits the material well. You’ll have to accept this for what it is, and I pretty much suspect the average fan will embrace it. Lester Bangs has said that Rock n Roll was meant to be gloriously silly anyway. Ace’s guitar work throughout is solid, he also plays a little bass, and the little bit of keyboard work was played on a synth via Ace’s guitar. I would have liked a keyboard player to have been brought in to add some organ coloring to certain tracks, but I understand the aim of the rawer sound. “Rip It Out” pretty much sets the tone, Anton Fig’s drumming is quite good throughout. Ace offers up some of his classic guitar lead moves. ‘Speedin’ Back To My Baby” offers a good blues lead and shuffle. “Snow Blind” has a catchy mood, either about a certain drug or missing a woman. “Ozone” has an extended opening before the vocal that takes a nod to the structure of Jimmy Page’s sensibility. “What’s On Your Mind?” is a pretty straightforward number with some good guitar work.

    The Russ Ballard number “New York Groove” has a fresh arrangement with a stomping tempo and some hints of RNB funk, the most focused number and concise, Ace offers up some good coloring and accents with his playing. “I’m In Need Of Love” is pretty simple piece accented by heavy delay effects. “Whipped Out” opens with a playful nod to the early 60s Surfaris number before shifting into something else. The instrumental closer has a slow opener that sounds like a nod to Rush, the track is more a vibe until the middle when the colors builds into the main melodic riff.

    A lot of my peers miss the point that Kiss as a product isn’t designed to be very complicated, this is the kind of work you put the cassette or eight track in the car while cruising, or at a weekend party. You’ll have to take it for what it is. 

Kiss – Paul Stanley (1978)

***

Producers: Paul Stanley, Jeff Glixman

Musicians: Paul Stanley, Bob Kulick, Steve Buslowe, Eric Nelson, Richie Fontana, Carmine Appice, Craig Krampf, Diana Grasselli, Miriam Naomi Valle, Maria Vidal, Peppy Castro, Doug Katsaros, Steve Lacey

Songs: Tonight You Belong To Me, Move On, Ain’t Quite Right, Wouldn’t You Like To Know Me, Take Me Away (Together As One), It’s Alright, Hold Me, Touch Me (Think Of Me When We’re Apart), Love In Chains, Goodbye

Reviewed By Matthew Anthony Allair

    The band Kiss has jointly put out four solo albums under the band name, and the rumor is that a significant number of copies have been printed. Sounds like a pretty audacious move, and of the four, two work and the other don’t quite gel. Paul’s album is one of them that works, along with Ace’s. I will admit, I have been indifferent to Kiss, but I respect the slavish devotion of there fans, so I wanted to give them a chance. There’s a nagging feeling with Kiss, considering they put out two albums in 74 and two in 75, one being the big selling Alive, that quantity surpasses quality at times, and hence why some peers are so eagerly dismissive of the band. In the case of Paul, he is without argument the strongest vocalist in the band, and Paul’s vocal chops are almost on par with Plant, Mercury, Bowie, and McCartney, yet he often can sound a little reserved to my ears. Those other three singers care capable of taking adventurous gambles with their vocals. But Paul seems to need a good producer to push himself to new territories, at times there are certain vocal affectations he falls back on, and this can work against him. Paul has the range to step out of the Kiss brand, and that range allows him to stretch out with some of the writing. There’s the rockers, acoustic passages and piano ballad, but he sounds like he’s capable of even more.

    The second guitarist and lead player Bob Kulick might be his secret weapon on the album, and Kulick seems like a good foil for Stanley. The rhythm sections with the drummers and bassists offers some steady material, and you even have such drummers as Camine Appice on a given track is quite good. This may not work as well as Frehley’s effort, but the production is more straight forward and less ornamental than two of the other albums. Paul does seem to understand light and shade, and while the lyrics are nothing profound, he does seem to be working through some emotional tumult in the songs.

    It’s not too surprising that the opening track is likely the single. “Tonight You Belong To Me” has a nice cordial acoustic 12 string opening with some nice interplay before the heavy section comes in. “Move On” opens with the typical flavor of his namesake band, but morphs into some nice colors with piano and acoustics for dramatic flare. “Ain’t Quite Right” has a laid back simple riff that is more about vibe than anything else, there’s some nice dynamics here, Steve Buslowe’s bass work is good on the track.  “Wouldn’t You Like To Know Me” is a pretty typical stadium anthem, fun. The opening half of the semi acoustic “Take Me Away (Together As One)” has a nearly prog rock feel before it shifts into the more brash section, some nice theatrical dynamics. Much of Bruce Kulick’s guitar work on the first half is tasteful and incendiary when needed.

    Yes, I admit, “It’s Alright” is another stadium anthem that opens the second half, but Paul wears that mantel well. “Hold Me, Touch Me” had some nice piano and synth work from Doug Katsaros, again, it does show that Paul has some real range as a vocalist, probably the most sonically layered track. The tempo is brought back up with “Love In Chains”, but there’s some good guitar accents and interplay on the track, Bod’s lead hints at Queen’s Brian May in places. The album closer “Goodbye” manages with it’s lead work to hint at AC/DC and Queen, a fairly solid closer. It is a shame that a Producer like Bob Ezrin wasn’t involved with this project, it would have been interesting to see where he might have taken it. The album certainly fares better than Gene or Chris’s album, to summarize, two out of four isn’t bad odds.

    Again, the fans won't care, they will likely love it, for the rest, you will have to take it for what it is. One needs pop art as well as high art.