(# 570) The Clash –
Sandinista! (1980)
In some respects, Sandinista! is very much like George
Harrison’s mighty All Things Must Past being that each album combines an initial
double album of brilliant new material and a third disc of more experimental
stuff. In both cases, I’ve always
been intrigued by the third disc but ultimately felt that these have done both
artists a huge disservice in obscuring the sheer brilliance of the two
discs. Had only these discs been released,
it is no doubt in my mind that both double albums would today be regarded as
out and out masterpieces.
In terms of Sandinista!, I would go a step further. Track by track, the first two discs are more
consistently brilliant than London Calling, their acknowledged
masterpiece. Although both albums are
sprawling epics, the tracks on Sandinista! appear to share more of a theme. The way I hear it, the album seeks to make
sense of Britain’s declining place in the world as revolutions in third world
nations start to take root (as clearly heard in tracks such as The Call Up, The
Equaliser and Washington Bullets) in the face of American political and
cultural dominance (refer to tracks such as Hitsville UK, Junco Partner, Ivan
Meets GI Joe and Something About England.)
As such, the album incorporates a great deal of what we could now describe
as “world music”, incorporating reggae and dub, calypso, gospel, jazz and soul
elements. More importantly the album’s
rockers such as Somebody Got Murdered and Police On My Back hit harder than
anything on its predecessor.
The third disc is fairly ramshackle and this might very well
have been the point. Containing a number
of dub versions of tracks for the first two discs, and tracks like Version
City, Kingston Advice and The Street Parade, this disc seems to be referring to
the chaotic state of displaced persons either within their own nations or as
poor immigrants to the United Kingdom where chances for what Australians would
call “a fair go” a either fairly limited or non existent (Career Opportunities).
And this sense of chaos comes across
most forcefully in the, unfortunately, close to unlistenable, Mensforth Hill
which is Something About England played backwards with dubs placed on top. Overall, the entire package is an album that
has fascinated me for decades, and will continue to do so for a long time. The next time race riots erupt in Britain,
take out this album and play it and a great many things will suddenly become clear.
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