Friday, June 20, 2008

Dez's 100 Favorite Rock/Pop Records, #'s 90-86

If you missed the first two entries of this ongoing Friday series, check out the intro and #100-96 and #95-91. The question often arises: what do you do with an album that has some of your favorite music, but also has some filler or bad tunes? Does the good outweight the bad? Since this list is looking at albums as a whole, not necessarily. I’ve got to weigh the good against the bad and average it all out. Take David Bowie’s Let’s Dance. Five of the eight tunes are amongst my very favorite Bowie tunes. But those other three are at best filler and at worst pretty bad. So what to do? The peaks are higher than some of the peaks of records that appear in my list, but the valleys are also lower. With Let’s Dance, the bad affected the good (three out of eight is close to 40% of the record), so it did not make the list, although song by song, it’s got some of my faves.

90. Counting Crows – August and Everything After, 1993
Although I am a bit wary of these guys, their debut was one of the more intelligent and melodic of the 90’s. Adam Duritz was whiny even then, but his lyrics were so good and the band was so loose that it was forgivable. The hit “Mr. Jones” was actually one of the weaker tracks on the album, as “Round Here”, “Ana Begins”, “Rain King” and “A Murder of One” were all superior tunes. The early comparisons to Van Morrison, Springsteen and The Band (I guess because the Crows occasionally used mandolins and accordians?) turned out not to be too accurate, but that is OK, they have forged their own identity over the years. The more recent Hard Candy (2002) is a strong runner-up.

89. King Crimson – Red, 1974
This is one of the more in-your-face albums from the godfathers of progressive rock. (Thanks ANCIANT for telling me to check this out.) Much of #89 is instrumental, which is fine considering you’ve got Robert Fripp (guitars), John Wetton (bass) and Bill Bruford (drums) running the show. Fripp’s guitars are a consistent highlight; this time he uses a grating, slashing style that will stay in your head long after you hear it. Overall #89 is a heavy record, but it does have its quieter moments, such as in some beautiful passages in the extended closer “Starless.” But the reason I usually put this one on is for the pulverizing title track and “One More Red Nightmare.” If you want the Crimson trifecta, also grab In the Court of the Crimson King (1969) and Discipline (1981).

88. David Bowie – Diamond Dogs, 1974
What a glorious, coked-out mess of a record. Critics may prefer its predecessors, as they were more focused. But if you think about it, the best “glam” should be kind of messy, decadent and excessive. Yet those were the critical complaints about #88 at the time it was released. My response is, “exactly. So?” #88 marked the end of Bowie’s glam period, and soon he would dive into an astounding period of creativity and experimentation for a mainstream rock artist. Here he supposedly was trying to make a concept album based on Orwell’s ‘1984’, but he gave up about halfway through, so the result is a rather unfocused ‘Bladerunner’ in daylight. “Rebel Rebel” has one of the all time great guitar riffs, and minor hits “1984” and “Diamond Dogs” are both very catchy and distinctive. #88 also has some of my favorite Bowie album tracks, like “Sweet Thing” and “Big Brother.”

87. Journey – Frontiers, 1983
Why this is a list of my favorite records vs. trying to put together some sort of objective all time greats list. I am hard-pressed to defend #87 or this band, but screw it, I’ll do it anyway. The best way to explain it is that #87 hit me at the right age. “Faithfully” has to be the ‘Citizen Kane’ of power ballads. Just as important as Steve Perry’s yellow muscle shirts and soaring vocals are Jonathon Cain’s unsubtle synthesizers and Neal Schon’s showy but impressive guitar work (he did play with Santana afterall). The second half of the record is less well known, but has a harder edge to it. It comes across as if they are somewhat ashamed of the power ballads of side one, and are saying, “look, we can still rock too!” Oh, and have you seen the video for “Separate Ways”, where they all play air instruments? It is the cheesiest thing ever made. (Sure, you’ve seen air guitar, but how about air keyboards, air drums, air bass, and air singing?) Purchasing the remastered version of #87? About $11.99. The 80’s era photos in the booklet? Priceless.


ABOVE: Journey jams out with air instruments in the video for "Separate Ways" from Frontiers

86. Jeff Beck – Guitar Shop, 1989
I’ve owned this record for almost 20 years, and I still can’t decide whether it is a difficult masterpiece or an admirable misfire. Critical opinion seems equally split regarding its overall merit. At times, Beck sounds like a guest on his own record, not willing to flaunt his unparalleled guitar prowess in obvious, showboating ways. Instead he will often lay back in deference to the overall sonic textures being created by the power trio of Beck, drummer Terry Bozzio and keyboardist Tony Hymas. This is not to say that he won’t occasionally let loose and rip. Check out the solos near the end of “Big Block” and “Stand On It” for evidence of that. One of the highlights here is “Savoy”, which bounces back and forth from a funky groove to hard rock and then back again. The true standout, though, is the ethereal, unresolved piece “Where Were You”, where Beck takes a slide all the way up to the bridge of the guitar and summons otherworldly wails from the instrument. Admittedly, Mr. Beck is most appreciated by fellow guitar slingers. After years of listening and thinking about it, I’ve come to the conclusion that Jeff Beck is the second greatest rock guitarist who ever existed, second only to Jimi Hendrix. I’ve seen him live a couple of times, but the first time was in 1989 on a double bill with Stevie Ray Vaughan. SRV blazed as expected, his greatness on guitar was obvious to all. But Beck came out and I remember being alternately impressed, curious, surprised, disappointed, awed, bored, even angry…what was this guy about? I left singing the praises of the easier to fathom SRV and dismissing Beck. With hindsight and deeper musical understanding, I can say that Vaughan was indeed great (one of the greatest ever), but Jeff Beck is a guitar genius. So with all due respect to SRV, I’d rather hear genius over mere greatness most days.


ABOVE: Jeff Beck hard at work in his Guitar Shop (one of my favorite album covers)

Thursday, June 19, 2008

What Are You Watching?

I’m curious about what people are watching on TV these days. With the cable networks jumping in with their own dramas, comedies and action series, the choices are ever-expanding. Here’s what’s on regularly in Dezmond’s household (I will generally only speak of current shows). Keep in mind that while this may look like lots of TV, these shows are on at different times of the year (most are on hiatus over the summer), and the magic of DVR lets you watch stuff commercial-free whenever you want to watch it.

The pickings are pretty slim on the traditional networks. The only show that I really enjoy on the networks is the ratings challenged “Friday Night Lights”. I guess people aren’t watching because they still think it is just about football. Not so. This is the best drama on network television with a superlative cast. The first season was perfection, the second season stumbled in the first half but gained its footing to finish strong. Can’t wait for Season 3. I highly recommend renting the first two seasons on Netflix. I also watch “Heroes”, because although they have made some mistakes, they take risks worth taking and the narrative is quite complex for network TV. I gave up on “Lost” in the middle of the second season, but my wife is still a devoted watcher. My wife’s tastes baffle me sometimes. She watches some great shows with me, but then she also watches the family of “CSI” shows and “Grey’s Anatomy” religiously. (For the record: I hate “Grey’s”, the original “CSI” gets props for starting it all but the formula is as stale as year old bread, “CSI: NY” is watchable because of the slumming Gary Sinese, and “CSI: Miami” is terrible beyond words). We’ve been enjoying the first two episodes (episode three airs tonight) of the promising guilty pleasure “Swingtown”. They are still able to ride the novelty of the premise (following a neighborhood of swingers in the carefree sexual 70’s), but it will be interesting to see if they can develop these promising characters. And I like “Reaper”.


ABOVE: "Friday Night Lights" is the best show on network television.

But cable is where it is at for great television. We are still hanging in there with the wildly inconsistent (veering from brilliant to cringe-worthy, often in the same episode) reimagining of “Battlestar Galactica” on the Sci-Fi Channel. So many things are so right about that show, but so many other things are so wrong. Denis Leary’s “Rescue Me” has its ups and downs, but generally it is engaging television. HBO set the standard for great modern TV with “The Sopranos” and “The Wire” (two of the greatest shows in the history of the medium), and we absolutely love “Big Love”, the utterly addictive polygamy drama. Season 1 was fantastic, but Season 2 was a masterpiece of television. One of the best seasons of anything on TV ever. Cannot wait for Season 3. Harry Dean Stanton's polygamist cult/compound leader Roman Grant is the best villain on TV, and one of the most sinister characters to come along in a long time. Showtime has entered the sweepstakes with the very promising David Duchovny drama/comedy “Californication” and the outstanding “Dexter”. (I know they showed a sanitized “Dexter” on network TV, but I do not see how good that can be without the essential brutality of the show, as well as the poetic swearing of Det. Doakes. It would be like trying to edit “The Sopranos” for A&E or something. Oh wait, they do that too).


ABOVE: HBO's "Big Love". Seems like a nice problem to have...but three times the lovin' comes with three times the complications. BELOW: Harry Dean Stanton's Roman Grant is one of the best villains on television


In the reality genre, I am still a devoted “Survivor” watcher, although I understand why many people jumped ship on the show long ago. I just can’t. My wife and I love “Top Chef” on Bravo. Not only is it a well done reality competition, but the cooking and food on the show is fascinating to watch. I like that the competitors have to be skilled at something, vs., say, just living in a house and being filmed acting like jackasses (“Big Brother”, “Real World”, a host of VH1 shows). Season 4 of “Top Chef” just ended, can’t wait for Season 5 in the Fall.

Well, that’s all I can think of right now. What shows are you watching?

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

I Really Don't Care About Golf, But...

...while I'm congratulating people for great sports victories, I guess I should also acknowledge Tiger Woods as well for accomplishing what some sports pundits are hyperbolically calling one of the greatest feats in sports history. I guess it is impressive winning the U.S. Open on one leg. Congrats, Tiger.

Congrats to the Celtics

Well, I feel kinda stupid. So should the majority of sports pundits out there who, like me, picked the L.A. Lakers to defeat the Boston Celtics for the NBA Championship. After watching these finals (where the Celtics defeated the Lakers 4-2, and it wasn't really even that close), I don't see how anyone could have seriously picked the Lakers to win. They were weak mentally and played no defense whatsoever. It is a feel good story for three of the league's longest suffering stars. Paul Pierce toiled in Boston for a decade, Ray Allen was wasting his time in lowly Seattle and Kevin Garnett, long regarded one of the best in the game, had the thankless job of leading the Timberwolves. Last year when Boston traded for Allen and Garnett, uniting them with Pierce, many people immediately declared that they would win it all. I thought that talk was a little premature...but I guess it wasn't. The real key as to why this latest attempt to bring together aging stars for a run at a championship worked where so many similar attempts before have failed is that these stars were willing to subordinate their own glory for the sake of the team. This would not have worked without the personalities of Pierce, Allen and Garnett.

The Celtics killed the Lakers. It wasn't ever really in doubt. I guess defense still does win championships. It also became obvious that the Lakers are soft as a marshmellow in the middle without Bynum in there.

Anyway, congrats to the Celtics and to Garnett, Pierce and Allen in particular.

Monday, June 16, 2008

Sunday, June 15, 2008

RIP Tim Russert, 1950-2008


I always liked Russert, with his severely intense stare and arsenal of quotes that he enjoyed throwing back in the face of his victims on 'Meet the Press'. As John McCain once quipped after a typical Russert cross-examination, "I haven't had that much fun since my last interrogation." His law school training really came across in his interviewing style; whereas most news interviewers will ask a question and regardless of the answer they will move on to the next question, Russert would not accept a BS answer or dodge. He would actually listen to the response, and if his question wasn't answered to his satisfaction he'd ask it again. And again. And again. Either his guest would be forced to address the issue or they would be pounded into the ground.

I wasn't going to post anything on Russert's passing, but I felt inspired to after watching 'Meet the Press' this morning, which was a heartfelt tribute to Russert moderated by Tom Brokaw. Sure, generally nice things will be said upon the passing of a celebrity, but the respect Russert had in the industry was very apparent from watching the tribute this morning. I didn't realize how prepared Russert was for each episode of 'Meet the Press'. He would spend the entire week prior researching and preparing, and all of his colleagues today commented on how irritated he would be when his guests would not be likewise prepared. They showed some great clips of Russert grilling everyone from W. to Perot to Obama. He was tough on people from across the political spectrum.

But it was also clear how much people in the industry and in politics liked Russert as a person. He could rip you apart on his show if you weren't ready to answer the tough questions, but everyone commented on how genuine and friendly he was off camera. He truly loved politics. It was quite a touching moment this morning when Brokaw choked up while talking about his friend. Even Bruce Springsteen, while on tour in Europe, dedicated "Thunder Road" last night to him from the stage. Russert was a dedicated Boss fan. RIP Tim Russert.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Dez's 100 Favorite Rock/Pop Records (#'s 95-91)

In case you missed the first post in this weekly series, check it out here. What makes a great album? It can’t be merely lots of good songs, they have to hang together in some way as a whole. I am not saying that they have to tell a story like The Who’s Tommy, but there has to be some logic as to why they are together on this record. This “logic” might just be an inherent mood arc that the tunes take you on. It is hard to express musical ideas in words here, but you know it when you hear it.

#’s 95-91…

95. a-ha – Minor Earth Major Sky, 2000
This is one of those cases where your level of surprise at a-ha’s inclusion on my list depends on where you live. In the U.S., they were a one-hit 80’s wonder. But internationally, a-ha is a respected band that has filled arenas for decades. #95 wasn’t even released in the U.S., but in the UK it went Platinum and had four #1 singles. The tune “Summer Moved On” went to #1 in 17 countries. Anyway, singer Morten Harket’s voice has lost none of its range that you remember from the “Take On Me” days; if anything he has learned to use it more expressively and in more subtle ways. #95 has a remarkably coherent feel to it, maintaining a midtempo dreamlike quality from start to finish, in large part due to the soundscape laid down by Magne Furuholmen and Paul Waaktaar-Savoy (from the names, you can correctly surmise they all hail from Norway). There isn’t a bum track here. Fun fact: Harket holds the record for longest sustained vocal note in a British single, over 20 seconds in “Summer Moved On.”


ABOVE: Minor Earth Major Sky is a far cry from “Take On Me” (a good thing)

94. The 13th Floor Elevators – Easter Everywhere, 1967

The 13th Floor Elevators are the very definition of cult favorite. This mysterious Texas psychedelic band only released three studio records, but they are revered in garage and psychedelic circles. The original master tapes for their first two records have long since disappeared somewhere in Houston, so #94 is only available in its lo-fi glory, which only adds to the overall mystique. While Stacy Sutherland’s underrated guitar work and Tommy Hall’s signature electric jug playing contribute to their uniquely queezy psychedelic sound, it is really all about Roky Erikson’s otherworldly wail and fragile psyche. A favorite track is the haunting cover of Bob Dylan's "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue" (entitled "Baby Blue" here), while the epic opener "Slip Inside This House" may be the ultimate Elevators manifesto. To be honest, it’s a toss-up between #94 and debut The Psychedelic Sounds of the 13th Floor Elevators.

93. Michael Jackson – Thriller, 1982

Say what you will about Wacko Jacko these days, but there was a time when he could not be touched. Thriller is the perfect pop record. The stats are well known, but impressive all the same: 37 weeks at #1 on the Billboard charts (holding a record that will unlikely ever be broken), staying within the Top 10 of the Billboard charts for over one year, the best-selling record in the U.S. for two consecutive years (the only record ever to do so, with continued U.S. sales of 60,000/year to this day), and seven Top Ten singles. But look beyond the stats, and this is pop music without peer. “Beat It” was innovative for its cross-genre pairing of heavy metal god Eddie Van Halen on a ripping guitar solo and Jackson’s pop perfection. The title track is fun with the campy ‘rap’ from Vincent Price. “Human Nature” is one of the prettiest R&B ballads ever. But “Billie Jean” is Jackson’s finest moment, a song of gripping paranoia bathed in a groove that will stand the test of time a century from now. And…the doggone girl is mine.

92. The Buffalo Springfield – Again, 1967

The Springfield was a (too) short lived band. Neil Young and Stephen Stills really begin to diverge on their second and best outing. Neil only delivers three tunes, but they are all seminal Young songs. “Mr. Soul” starts things off, with its razor sharp “Satisfaction”-like riff and paranoid lyrics. Then he joins forces with orchestrator Jack Nietzche for the soaring “Learning to Fly”, one of the prettiest songs Neil’s ever done. Finally, the experimental, psychedelic hodgepodge “Broken Arrow” makes no sense, but it is a great listen nonetheless. As for Stills, this record is his finest hour. “Rock and Roll Woman” sounds like the best Byrds single they never made, full with chiming 12-string guitars and tight vocal harmonies. “Everydays” is off kilter, pensive and unsettling. But the opus “Bluebird” is where it is at, Stills pulls out all the stops and records his unquestionable masterpiece, featuring the greatest acoustic guitar solo ever laid down in a rock song. Then he tops things off with the unexpected but sweet bluegrass coda. In a band without Young or Stills, Richie Furay would have been recognized as a major talent. Richie contributes the great country-rocker “A Child’s Claim To Fame” and the lovely “Sad Memory”.

91. The Kinks – Face to Face, 1966

For the first time, Ray Davies harnesses his songwriting genius for the length of an entire record. Also emerging here is Davies’ unusual traditionalist values perspective. Rock and roll is rife with songs celebrating teenage rebellion, but how many songs side with the worried parents of a selfish, rebellious daughter, such as on “Rosie, Won’t You Please Come Home”? The Kinks also get out of the three-chord ragged glory garage of their early records and begin to explore many different sonic textures: check out the English music hall of “Dandy”, the Hawaiian guitar and beach sound effects of “Holiday in Waikiki”, the groovy back porch acoustic jam of “Little Miss Queen of Darkness” and the lovely harpsichord and Eastern drones in “Fancy.” “Too Much On My Mind” is one of the great forgotten Ray Davies gems, a hypnotic song of mental exhaustion. And “Sunny Afternoon” is the best look at middle class malaise I’ve ever come across:
“My girlfriend’s run off with my car
And gone back to her Ma and Pa
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty
Now I’m sitting here
Sipping at my ice cold beer
Lazin’ on this sunny afternoon”


ABOVE: Could The Kinks’ Face To Face be the best British pop record of the 1960’s by a band that is not The Beatles? Dez thinks so