CHART ATTACK!: 2/23/74

Jason Hare February 22, 2008 33

The man attackin’ this week’s chart needs no introduction. He’s the Grand Poobah of Popdose, the man who makes it all happen (and gets very little sleep while doing so). Please welcome the Balki to my Cousin Larry, Jeff Giles!

Howdy, people! Are you ready to go chart attackin’, ’70s style?

This week, we’re going way back. Wayyyyyyy back, back when yours truly was still steeping in his mama’s womb. I was about six months along when these songs made up the Top 10, which means I must have heard them pulsating through the amniotic fluid. It sort of explains a lot, actually — but let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Without further ado, here’s your Billboard countdown for the week of February 23, 1974!

10. Let Me Be There – Olivia Newton-John Amazon
9. You’re Sixteen (You’re Beautiful and You’re Mine) – Ringo Starr
Amazon iTunes
8. Rock On – David Essex Amazon iTunes
7. Boogie Down – Eddie Kendricks Amazon iTunes
6. Jungle Boogie – Kool & The Gang Amazon iTunes
5. Love’s Theme – Love Unlimited Orchestra Amazon iTunes
4. Spiders & Snakes – Jim Stafford Amazon iTunes
3. Until You Come Back To Me (That’s What I’m Gonna Do) – Aretha Franklin Amazon iTunes
2. Seasons In The Sun – Terry Jacks Amazon iTunes
1. The Way We Were – Barbara Streisand Amazon iTunes

10. Let Me Be There – Olivia Newton-John

Ah, 1974. When women were women and men were men. Olivia wasn’t messing around with any of that “women’s lib” shit — no sir, all she wanted was to “be there,” and she wasn’t too proud to beg. Be where? Well, she doesn’t ever really come out and say, exactly, although she’s pretty clear about wanting to “be there” during both the morning and evening hours of the day. There’s something about being a “friend” in the lyrics, but c’mon. Everyone knew what she really meant. She’s on all fours on the album cover, for Chrissakes. (Not really. But it seems like she might be, and that’s enough for me.)

As for the music, hey, dig those strings! Producer John Farrar — the former member of the Shadows who would eventually parlay his long-standing association with O. Newt into a cutout-laden solo career — poured the orchestra like Mrs. Butterworth all over the arrangement; its only other truly notable feature is the deep-voiced dude who keeps parroting Olivia in the background. (Said dude was either Mike Sammes or Richard Sterban, depending on where you check. I don’t care enough to find out for sure. Fight amongst yourselves.)

“Let Me Be There” was Olivia’s first American Top 10, and kicked off a decade of basically uninterrupted chart dominance for the hyphenated Aussie starlet. Oldie but goodie, or harbinger of doom? Your call.

9. You’re Sixteen (You’re Beautiful and You’re Mine) – Ringo Starr

How much did people love the Beatles in 1974? How desperate was our nation to reclaim a bit of its lost innocence? This much, and this desperate — we sent a piss-taking cover of a 14-year-old Johnny Burnette single, performed by Ringo fricking Starr, all the way to Number One.

Pervy odes to underage girls are a proud rock & roll tradition, of course, and Ringo wouldn’t have been doing anything new even if he’d bothered to write his own song rather than covering one almost as old as the girl in the lyrics. Still, I’ve always found Ringo’s “You’re Sixteen” particularly icky. Here he is, ogling Carrie Fisher in the video. Doesn’t he look like he just woke up at a bus stop?

I could go into further detail, but I’m sure you feel the same sudden, desperate need to take a shower that I do, so we’ll just move on.

8. Rock On – David Essex

For a song that doesn’t really have much to it, “Rock On” is actually sort of interesting. Listening to David Essex’s version now, it’s hard to believe it was a hit — the tempo is kind of sleepy and hard to pin down, and the arrangement is all over the place, wandering from a thudding drumbeat to the quasi-atonal strings in the middle, with muffled pieces of this and that everywhere you step. It’s really sort of cool, and it makes me hate Michael Damian even more for recording such a jiveass cover in 1989.

7. Boogie Down – Eddie Kendricks

He wasn’t a classic songwriter like Smokey Robinson, but Eddie Kendricks could rock a microphone, and if you give half a shit about R&B or soul, you should get very sad when you think about the way his career swirled down the drain after he left the Temptations.

Before all the bad stuff, though — before he started losing his voice to cigarettes, or let Motown screw him out of his royalties, or spent the ’80s wandering the commercial margins, or lost his life to lung cancer — there was a brief period when Eddie Kendricks seemed like he was getting ready to kick some serious ass as a solo performer. The single that preceded “Boogie Down” was a little number called “Keep On Truckin’,” and it not only went to #1, it’s often credited with helping to invent disco. (I know, I know — this isn’t necessarily a good thing. But give the man his due.)

“Boogie Down” is pretty slight — it’s basically seven minutes of Kendricks telling you to, uh, boogie down — but it does what it’s supposed to, and besides, it’s Eddie Goddamn Kendricks. Don’t make me fight you.

6. Jungle Boogie – Kool & the Gang

From one boogie to another, eh? All right, February 1974. We’ll do it your way.

Unlike “Boogie Down,” you’ve probably heard “Jungle Boogie” about 12 million times, to the point where you’re more liable to associate it with Pulp Fiction or sports highlights — or one of the 12 million songs that have sampled its tasty, tasty groove — than Kool and/or the Gang.

This is understandable. Like the Commodores, Kool & the Gang started off as purveyors of ass-shaking funk, only to find themselves horse-collared by a spotlight-hogging lead singer into recording terrible ballads. Let me tell you, I grew up in the era of “Joanna” and “Cherish,” and even with 20 years between me and those songs, I still find it hard to get my head around the idea that the same people — any of the same people — were involved in “Jungle Boogie.”

Remember “Cherish”?

Yep. Still hate it.

5. Love’s Theme – Love Unlimited Orchestra (download)

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From Wikipedia:

“In the mid 1970s all the way to the early 1980s, ABC Sports used ‘Love’s Theme’ as the opening theme music for its live golf coverage. WPIX used it as the closing music for its then-Action News franchise from 1975 to 1977. It was used as the theme song for the syndicated television series Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous early in its run. It was featured on The Weather Channel’s Local On The 8′s segments in 2002 and 2007. It was used as the opening theme to the soap opera Celebridade (2003) in Brazil. The Vlaamse Radio- en Televisieomroep used it throughout the ’70s and way into the ’80s as the opening tune to its popular Sunday morning radio show Relax. The Seven Network in Australia used ‘Love’s Theme’ as the opener for it’s music program Sounds from the mid 1970′s until the show was axed in 1987.”

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Are you there, Popdosers? It’s me, Jason. Jeff is currently passed out on the couch (I think he may be suffering from a case of too much wakichicka), so I’m going to finish up talking about “Love’s Theme.” As you may already know, “Love Unlimited Orchestra” is really just another way of saying “Barry White’s badass sexytime band.” Love Unlimited was, in actuality, a female vocal trio who were under the svengali-esque hand of Mr. White. (Diddy’s got nothing on Barry.) Looking for a bit of filler for their second album, Barry took his 40-piece orchestra and recorded “Love’s Theme.” He is credited as the sole writer, producer, arranger and conductor. The single eventually made it all the way to #1, one of the few orchestral instrumentals to achieve such a feat.

Check out this video of Barry and Love’s Unlimited Orchestra performing “Love’s Theme” (with lyrics sung by Love’s Unlimited) in Mexico City circa 1978. I love the dancers. Also, I can’t speak to Barry’s talent as a conductor, but it sure as hell looks like he’s just waving that baton around aimlessly, and you can tell that none of the musicians are actually looking at him.

Hey! Jeff’s awake! Back to you, Jefito!

4. Spiders & Snakes – Jim Stafford (download)

I’m listening to this song for the first time ever as I write this, and frankly, I’m troubled. This motherfucker had five Top 40 hits in the ’70s? Five? Shit, that’s half as many as Ray Stevens has had in his entire career!

I mean, I understand the American weakness for novelty songs. I have no beef with Weird Al, and hey, if it weren’t for novelty hits, nobody would have ever heard of Loudon Wainwright III. But I’m having a hard time understanding why my parents’ generation thought enough of Jim Stafford to send this all the way to #3. (Or, for that matter, to send something called “Your Bulldog Drinks Champagne” to #24.)

Stafford is still working — performing at the Jim Stafford Theater, natch — in Branson, MO, the place where rhinestones go to die. He’s apparently been voted “Branson’s Best Entertainer,” actually, which reaffirms everything I’ve ever believed about Branson. Be sure to stop by the next time you’re in town.

3. Until You Come Back To Me (That’s What I’m Gonna Do) – Aretha Franklin

Well, this is awkward. We just talked about this song at Chartburn (a.k.a. “Chart Attack!’s lumpy little sister”) last week, and I’m not really sure what else I can add now.

Hmm. Well, let’s just recap all the stuff everyone already knows about the song: It was co-written by Stevie Wonder, but he didn’t release his own version until 1977; it was later covered by Bobby Caldwell, which means it was probably a big hit in Japan; Basia had an AC hit with her version; and Katharine McPhee’s American Idol cover helped kick off the mercifully short-lived phenomenon known as McPheever.

As people repeatedly pointed out during our Chartburn discussion, “Until You Come Back to Me” isn’t high-grade Aretha, but it’s still two scoops of fuck yeah. I believe I’ve mentioned in the past that I’d rather listen to D-grade Ree like “Who’s Zoomin’ Who” than the best of most other artists, so you won’t catch me saying anything negative about this, even if hearing it just makes me want to put on Live at Fillmore West.

I think I’ll do that right now, actually.

2. Seasons In The Sun – Terry Jacks (download)

You know, for a stupid little pop song, “Seasons in the Sun” has a pretty fascinating history. Based on Jacques Brel’s “Le Moribond,” the song was originally recorded by the Kingston Trio in 1963, and covered by several artists after that, including the Beach Boys, who were introduced to the song by…you guessed it…Terry Jacks.

The Beach Boys never released their version, but that didn’t stop Jacks from rewriting portions of the lyrics (according to Wikipedia, he did this to “lighten them up”) and recording his own demo, which he then left lying around his basement for a year. Wikipedia’s version of what happened next sounds a little too perfect to be true, but it’s the only one I have, so here goes:

A newspaper delivery boy heard Jacks playing it and asked if he could bring some friends by to listen to it. Their enthusiasm convinced Jacks to release it on his own label and it soon topped the record charts in the U.S.(where it was released on Bell Records), Canada and the UK and sold over six million copies worldwide.

See? What did I tell you? You can’t make this stuff up. In fact, all I can add is that this single’s B-side, which I have never heard but now feel a strange desire to seek out, is called “Put the Bone In.”

1. The Way We Were – Barbara Streisand

As long as there’s been popular music, people have griped that whatever used to be popular is better than whatever is popular. This is a stupid point of view, but music provokes an emotional response, so it’s to be expected; you’re naturally going to form a deeper emotional bond with the stuff that was on the radio when you were a tot than the stuff your own tots wind up listening to.

Still, the next time you hear someone bitching about Ne-Yo and T-Pain, saying that today’s music sucks blah blah blah, just grab their arm — gently but firmly — look them in the eye, and say “The Way We Were.”

Okay, look, Streisand fans, I know you’re out there, and I know you outnumber me. But honestly, people, I don’t understand the source of this woman’s appeal. Christ Almighty, this shit is schmaltzy and a half. Some folks listen to this song and cry. I want to slap them.

And even if you refuse to concede that Barbra Streisand sucks, and that “The Way We Were” works as an excellent example of the way the pop charts have always pushed lowest-common-denominator pablum to the surface, then here is a list of the three songs that preceded Babs at Number One:

Ringo Starr, “You’re Sixteen”
Dawn featuring Tony Orlando, “Tie a Yellow Ribbon ‘Round the Ole Oak Tree”
Maureen McGovern, “The Morning After”

I rest my fucking case. Just wait — ten years from now, people will be getting nostalgic for Creed.

Well, folks, that’s it for me. Be sure to tune in two weeks from now, when someone else attacks some other chart!

Holy shit, that’s me! I gotta go do some writing. Until then, big hand for the Bull to my Judge Harry Stone, Jeff Giles! Thanks, Jeff!

  • Mfudgester

    Holy shit, this was six weeks after I was born. Makes me wonder why I bothered coming out.

  • http://www.mcglinch.com/blog mcglinch

    as a 4th grader in '74 I can attest to the value of Spiders & Snakes. Today it doesn't quite hold up though it is a regular feature on my flashback playlist. A fun audio distraction while Nixon/Watergate were interrupting my Marcia Brady puppy love.

  • http://mostlymodernmedia.wordpress.com Beau

    As a music major who once endured an excruciating conducting lesson and played for some great conductors, I have no idea what Barry's trying to do there. But I'm quite sure he has no idea, either.

    Funny how 16 seemed so *old* to me at the time. Of course, I was 3. When that video aired, I was 7, maybe 8.

    Actually, one of the sad parts of drifting through your 30s is the realization that you've hit the “icky” stage. In my mid-20s, it was still kind of flattering when the college girls would giggle at something funny I said. Now it'd be a little creepy if someone in *her* mid-20s tried to flirt with me.

    The rule I've heard is that you divide your age by 2, then add 7. So if you're 26, it's OK to date a 20-year-old. At age 50, a mature 32-year-old is OK. If you live to 100, go ahead and chase that 57-year-old.

    Good thing I'm married and don't have to worry about any of this. But if we all gather at the retirement home in 60 years and I find myself a widower, you'd better warn your daughters.

    “You're 60, you're beautiful, and … hang on, I need to take a pill …”

  • David_E

    Just a horrible, horrible year for pop music. Awful. And on the rock side, things weren't much better (lookin' at you, Grass Roots and Guess Who).

    Yep. Horrible. Awful. Dreadful. (If I keep talking, will no one notice that I just downloaded “Spiders and Snakes”? Please?)

  • http://www.popdose.com DwDunphy

    Wait, wait… If Jeff is Bull and Jason is Harry Stone, does that make me the creepy redneck dude that popped up every now and then, played by Star Trek's Brent Spiner?

    YIPPEE!!!

  • http://www.popdose.com DwDunphy

    They call Barry White's technique there “Fake It Till You Break It”.

    Stokowski never used a baton. What are you insinuating, son?

  • http://www.popdose.com DwDunphy

    Exactly. During this time, the country was dealing with both Watergate and Vietnam. It was the last golden age of novelty songs because, heck, we were just that desperate.

  • JonCummings

    I, too, was a 4th grader in '74, and we were the ones who took ol' Jim to the top of the charts–the same way my son began begging for Weird Al downloads when he was 9. I don't know how many times I requested that “Spiders and Snakes” be played on the local AM pop station. A Jim Stafford single was one of the first I ever bought with my own allowance money. It wasn't “Spiders and Snakes,” though–it was “I Got Stoned and I Missed It,” a hit from the fall of '75 that makes “Spiders and Snakes” sound like Beethoven's 5th (or at least like “A Fifth of Beethoven”).

  • JonCummings

    I happen to have a Kingston Trio comp featuring their version of “Seasons in the Sun,” and here's one verse Terry Jacks had to “lighten up” in order to get a #1 hit:

    “Adieu, Francoise, my trusted wife
    Without you I'd have had a lonely life
    You cheated lots of times but then
    I forgave you in the end
    Though your lover was my friend
    Goodbye, Francoise, it's hard to die
    When all the birds are singing in the sky
    Now that the spring is in the air
    With your lovers everwhere
    Just be careful, I'll be there”

    A little warning for that beeyotch Francoise–I'm guessing she put the pillow over his face right then and there…

    By the way, those backing vocals on “Let Me Be There” (and on “If You Love Me (Let Me Know)” are the shit. That last note in “Let Me Be There” is probably the lowest note ever sung on a Top-10 record. In fact, the only lower note I can remember may be the last note sung at the end of Elvis' death rattle, “Way Down.”

  • http://www.popdose.com DwDunphy

    Lower than “Elvira”s oom papa mow mows?

  • JonCummings

    Yeah, I'm pretty sure “Elvira” doesn't go down that low. (Double entendre not intended, but not rejected either–and I'm virtually certain that Olivia herself didn't go down at all, at least until she rocked the leather at the end of “Grease.”)

  • http://playitandbedamned.blogspot.com Rob

    Anybody remember the ultra-nerdy Lisa Loopner character from the early days of SNL? Well, she had a thing for Marvin Hamlisch.

    For her live Broadway show, which was also captured on film by Mike Nichols, Gilda Radner reprised Lisa – without the benefit of Bill Murray's Todd. The way she did it was to have Lisa perform at a piano recital. Her choice of song? “The Way We Were.” Halfway through the song, she broke down crying after the line “would we? …. could we?” . Blowng her nose, she bawled out:: “This evokes a heartbreaking tragic love story between Robert Hubbell Redford and Barbra Katie Streisand … The film’s music—and I call it a film not a movie—was written by my idol, Marvin Hamlisch, and Marilyn and Alan Bergman, with whom it is my dream to someday double date.”

    I loved that. And I always think of hat moment when I hear the song.

  • Pete

    The Way We Were was popular because the film was a huge hit at the theaters, especially with women at the time (before films targeted towards women devolved into “chick flicks”)…. not to mention Barbra's huge Broadway based following. It may not happen much anymore, but having the theme song to a popular film hit the upper reaches of the pop charts used to be a fairly common occurance.

    Jim Stafford appealed to both kids and families alike, and was a common fixture on variety-based t.v. shows. He hosted his own show in the summer of '75. Both my sister and I loved “Spiders and Snakes” as kids.

    And I still love “Love's Theme” to this day, even if it does remind me of flipping channels on Saturday afternoon and hearing it as they were announcing golf stats coming back from commercial.

  • Elaine

    This Chart Attack contains “pervy,” “jiveass,” “Christ Almighty,” “McPheever,” and “natch.” It might be the best one EVAH.

    ONJ wanted more than friendship, seeing as she propositions her paramour to “take him to that wonderland that only two can share.” Sounds like a threat to me. This is one of those songs penned by a man for a woman to sing, which has no direct connection to any realistic way she would actually communicate or think. (I haven't even looked it up. I just figure this *has* to be the case.)

    In February of 1974 I was six years old. I remember finding Jim Stafford creepy. Take a look at Google images. It was disconcerting to a child.

  • http://www.popdose.com DwDunphy

    “take him to that wonderland that only two can share.”

    Utah?

  • http://jusiper.blogspot.com Sini

    Barry White is God.

  • Old_Davy

    Trust me Jeff, you do NOT want to seek out the Terry Jacks b-side “Put The Bone In”. It's not about what you think it is, you dirty-minded little cuss. It's a sad song, even sadder than “Seasons in the Sun”, if you can believe that. What, you ask, could be even sadder than a song about a man going to prison for killing his best friend who was boinking his wife?

    It concerns a woman who's little doggy got run over by a car and she wants to do something special for him, so she goes to the grocery store and asks the butcher to “put the bone in” with the meat so her injured mutt can have a treat before he (presumably) goes to the big fire hydrant in the sky.

    The chorus goes like this…

    “Put the bone in”, she begged him at the store”
    “Cause my doggy's been hit by a car
    And I do want to bring
    Him home something
    Put the bone in” she asked him once more.

    Yes, what an uplifting 45 that was!

  • Old_Davy

    And then she tells the audience to refer to their lyric sheets so they can sing-along the last part of the song. That routine is still a perfect blend of sarcastic parody and tribute. Radner was a true comic genius!

  • armenite

    Soul Asylum did a, um, spirited cover of “put the bone in” that was a b side of something or other. Great version – never heard the original.

  • Bob

    Excellent Bob and June Wheeler reference, Dw!

  • Grulg

    Oh '74 was cool. I like the Casbox Charts-you have stuff like 'The Americans', 'Rock On' and 'The Entertainer' going to #1, which REALLY might make ya wonder about our tastes back then. I turned 8 that spring, I do remember these tunes pretty well.

    Bailey's Comets, anyone?

  • http://mulberrypanda96.blogspot.com rwcass

    You're right that “Boogie Down's” message, lyrically and rhythmically, is “Y'all should seriously boogie down,” but the song does contain this great line: “I'm bad enough to make an elephant fly.” Or at least that's what it sounds like Kendricks is singing.

    His “Ultimate Collection” compilation from 1998 is worth seeking out.

  • http://360sound.blogspot.com 360Sound

    Same singer on 'Let Me Be There' and 'Elvira' – anyway. Richard Sterban did bgv on the ONJ (and on Paul SImon's 'Slip Sliding Away', too) – while also being the (almost) normal looking member Oak Ridge Boys – or maybe the least ugly?
    Even scarier, Jim Stafford had a summer replacement series on ABC in 1975. Even in a year of diminished expectations, Stafford's songs were like a fungus on the airwaves. Trust me, you are lucky not to have lived through a time where 'Wildwood Weed' (the cutesy 'illicit substance' song) of 'My Girl Bill' (sounds like a gender-bending song, but isn't) could have come on the radio at anytime.

  • JonCummings

    Huh. Well, there you go–a little-known (or at least little-remembered) fact. I just saw that some poster on YouTube wrote that J.D. Sumner's low note at the end of “Way Down”–an octave below low C–was in the Guinness Book as the lowest sung note on record.

    I have to say that, while the mid-70s were definitely the silly season on the pop charts, it was a great time to be an 8-to-10-year-old kid listening to the radio, as I was then. I'll love and defend that crap until I'm too old to remember it.

  • Ray

    Those bass backing vocals on “Let Me Be There” and “If You Love Me (Let Me Know)” were provided by Thurl Ravenscroft. If they sound vaguely familiar, it's because he also was the longtime voice of Tony the Tiger and his unmistakable bass vocals are also immortalized in the holiday classic “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” (he sang “You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch”. I believe he passed away within the last year or two.

  • Ray

    Oh, and the credit to Thurl Ravenscroft was attributed to a mention in one of Joel Whitburn's Top 40 books from a while ago. Unfortunately I couldn't find any other information to double check this so if I am in fact mistaken, mea culpa.

  • Ray

    I'll concur, after all this was the year that gave us huge hits by Paper Lace, Bo Donaldson and the Heywoods, and lest we forget Sister Janet Mead's “The Lord's Prayer”, which was ALL OVER THE RADIO for about three or four weeks that year (whatever you do, please don't flame MOCEDADES and their Spanish-language hit “Eres Tu”… that's actually one of my guilty pleasures!!!!).

  • Greg

    Not any longer, Tim Storms is on record now hitting 8hz, which you can't even hear.

  • Greg

    Not any longer, Tim Storms is on record now hitting 8hz, which you can't even hear.

  • Greg

    Not any longer, Tim Storms is on record now hitting 8hz, which you can't even hear.

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