Today’s
listening gathers together some of the very few single soul albums on my iPod
that are not multi or single artist compilations. Motown is covered largely by a 4 disc set
augmented by several strategically chosen compilations of key artists who are
underrepresented by it. Southern Soul,
by far my preference, dominates through the 8 disc Atlantic 1947-1974 History
of R&B series, a Stax Records box, a two disc set that focuses on Fame
Studios and assorted others. Even more compilations
are added for the giants of this stream and those generally not associated with
it or Motown, among them Wilson Pickett, Ray Charles, Booker T & The MG’s,
Sam And Dave, Al Green, Solomon Burke, Sam
Cooke, Aretha Franklin, James Brown and,
naturally, my main man Otis Redding.
Duplicated tracks are struck out to maximise the number of
tracks I can include. But it is not a
fate for any of the tracks that appear on today’s listening where the reverse
occurs and it is the tracks from the compilations that go. Each of these albums makes for such a
satisfying listen that to edit any of these in any form amounts to musical sacrilege.
(# 536) Isaac Hayes –
Hot Buttered Soul (1969)
Previously one of the writers and producers at Stax Records,
Hayes eventually embarked on a solo career, hitting paydirt with this his
second album. It is a key record in the
history of soul comprising just 4 tracks and making a mockery of the unwritten three
minute rule for soul hits at the time. Moreover, the length of the tracks and
the lush production sounds, probably provided some of the initial inspiration
for disco music. But don’t let this stop
you, this is reverting stuff. The
opening cut is a 12 minute reworking of the Burt Bacharach/Hal David classic
Walk On By which simply demolishes any trace of the Dionne Warwick version
despite the heavy orchestral intro. Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic is a 9 minute funk master class and the five
minute One Woman is an anguished ballad that seems slightly out of place here. But it is the final track that will divide
listeners, an 18 minute version of By The Time I Get To Phoenix. The first 8 minutes or so is basically a
monologue in which Hayes speaks a lot but says little, although it’s bizarre today
to hear him refer to the track’s “young” songwriter Jimmy Webb. The remainder is a slow trawl through the
tune which builds up to an almost operatic orchestral ending. Somehow, the combination of the two elements
works and one gets so drawn into the piece that the time simply flies by.
(# 537) Bill Withers – Live At Carnegie Hall
(1973)
Recorded the
previous year, this is a perfect introduction to Withers’ work harnessing
tracks from the two albums that kicked off his career, Just As I Am and Still
Bill. I prefer this to the studio albums;
the venue provides a magnificent sound quality that suits the music, especially
on tracks such as Friend Of Mine where strings kick in. Additionally it captures the audience’s reaction
throughout the show with great detail.
Normally this is something that I loathe hearing during numbers on live
albums, but on this occasion, the audience almost functions as an additional
instrument or a Greek chorus that reminds you that this is soul, man! And Bill certainly rose to the occasion with
great readings of tracks such as the opener Use Me, Ain’t No Sunshine, Grandma’s Hands, Lean On Me
and Lonely Town Lonely Street.
(# 538) Marvin Gaye – What’s Going On (1971)
When people write about the great “rock operas” this album
is invariably excluded. I suspect people
are reluctant to include this as the medium here is soul music. Yet this masterpiece holds together better
than just about any conceptually conceived album ever released. And the concept is astonishingly simple. It documents the shocked reaction of an
American soldier about the state of his nation on his return from the Vietnam
War with many of the tracks run into each other either musically or thematically.
Yet none of this would have mattered if it wasn’t for the brilliant music on
offer, including the magnificent title track and the entirety of the original release’s
Side 2, Right On, Wholly Holy and Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler). In so accurately capturing a moment in time,
Gaye effectively made a timeless recording. The mood and sentiment captured here could
just as easily apply to the soldiers returning from Iraq and Afghanistan today.
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