Posts Tagged ‘T. Rex’

CD Review: Big Star, “Keep an Eye on the Sky”

Big Star - Keep An Eye On The SkyRhino Records laid off a lot of people two weeks ago. Some think the company is dead, while others, including former Popdose staffer/new Rhino guy John C. Hughes, implore us to be patient. As the poet said, “Time will tell just who has fell, and who’s been left behind …” But no matter what happens going forward, I hold in my hands a box set that will become part of the awesome Rhino legacy, and further confirm that Rhino is/was one of the last great record labels.

Big Star: Keep an Eye on the Sky is the shit, that thing the fanboys have been waiting more than 30 years for. It’s the validation, the vindication. It’s the drug, so open your veins, because now when your friends look at you blankly when you mention Big Star, you can sit them down, stick this in, all 98 tracks spread over four discs, hand them the beautiful 100-page booklet that comes with the set, and wait for them to finally acknowledge you as the trendsetter that you’ve always thought yourself to be.

That booklet I mentioned is as good a place to start as any. As usual, Rhino didn’t just dig up a bunch of moldy photos and hire some hacks to write trite copy. Following opening remarks from Ardent Studios owner and producer John Fry, we’re treated to a wonderful essay by noted Memphis musicologist Robert Gordon. Gordon gives us an oversight, the crucial details of Big Star’s career, such as it was. The story begins in Memphis in 1971 with creation of the band’s original lineup of Alex Chilton and Chris Bell on guitars, Jody Stephens on drums, and Andy Hummel on bass. The brilliant first album, #1 Record, that went nowhere. The departure, and later the death of Big Star co-founder Chris Bell. The even more brilliant second album, 1974’s Radio City, that once again got lost in the music business shuffle. The fateful decision to try one more time, the result being an album, Third/Sister Lovers, so dark and so fragile, that it wouldn’t be released for four years, and then only by a label, PVC, that had little to lose. (more…)

Lost in the ’70s: T. Rex

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Though history has been kind to Marc Bolan and T. Rex, during their early-’70s heyday American radio most definitely was not. Limited to just one solitary Top 40 single in the States, the band formerly known as Tyrannosaurus Rex was nigh unstoppable in the UK — at the height of their popularity they had racked up ten top-ten hits in just over two years. The first of those hits, the bouncy “Ride a White Swan” (download), peaked at #2 in late 1970.

As “T. Rextasy” gripped England, the time was ripe to see how it would play across the pond. Securing a stateside deal on minor label Blue Thumb, “Ride a White Swan” was shopped to American radio in ‘71 and immediately tanked, only reaching the bottom quarter of the Hot 100. Not the best start for T. Rex in the U.S.

Things only got better in England, as the band’s next single, “Hot Love” (download), destroyed the charts, holding down the #1 spot for six weeks and pretty much inventing glam rock in the process. T. Rex regrouped in the States on a bigger label, Reprise, and “Hot Love” was released as their second U.S. single, but once again, only the crickets were appreciative. American radio just wasn’t having it.

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Song-Off Jr. – Happy New Year!

Welcome to 2009!  I know this matchup isn’t entirely appropriate, seeing as we’re not hitting a new century, or even a new decade, but the editors would probably spank me if I left something in the queue for 91 years (they seem to use just about anything as an excuse to slap me around).  So here you are, the battle of Boys Who Represent Particular Centuries.  We here at Popdose are well aware of the perils of knowing in advance that you’ve got a full three days to recover from your hangover, so we sincerely hope that you had a safe and happy New Year’s Eve celebration, and that you’re not suffering too much today.

T Rex – “20th Century Boy”

Bad Religion – “21st Century (Digital Boy)”


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Last year, Shane MacGowan and the Pogues paraded in style, as their masterpiece “The Old Main Drag” knocked off Colin Meloy and the Decemberists by a score of 60% to 40%. Next week, we’ll be addressing the ongoing saga of (technically still) Governor Rod Blagojevich by taking on the subject of Wrongful Accusations.

Hooks ‘N’ You: Richard Barone, “Cool Blue Halo” and Other Works

Live albums have been a staple of the music business for ages, and even if you’re someone who loudly proclaims to have no interest in them whatsoever, it’s probable that you have at least one or two buried somewhere in your collection, even if it’s stretching back to your vinyl or cassette days. I’m pretty sure the first live album I ever purchased was Wings Over America, which served as my transition from the Beatles into Paul McCartney’s ’70s solo output – to this day, attempts to sing along to the studio versions of the songs from that record never fail to throw me – but there are quite a few other live records that I’ll spin with regularity, from the Smiths’ Rank to Robyn Hitchcock’s Storefront Hitchcock to Howard Jones’ The Peaceful Tour Live. (Yeah, I know, that last one might sound like a bit of a head-scratcher, but my wife and I saw HoJo in concert while on honeymoon in the UK in 2001, and that disc is a solid representation of the set he performed.)

On the whole, however, I must admit that I tend to prefer those live albums where the artists reinvent their songs by placing them in an acoustic setting. Nowadays, it’s something that everyone does…and more often than not, when they do so, it’s with an attitude generally reserved for someone who’s just reinvented the wheel. It’s as if they’re saying, “I am so awesome because I could take my song and de-rock-ify it,” when the reality is that they probably just figured, “Hey, here’s a way I can make a few more bucks off my old hits!” I’m not saying that I don’t still tend to enjoy them, anyway, but…okay, look, here’s the deal with acoustic live albums: the last one that truly mattered was Nirvana’s MTV Unplugged in New York. Now, as far as the best acoustic live albums that mattered before Nirvana, you can vote for Clapton or Tesla or even McCartney, but I only ever think of one: Richard Barone’s Cool Blue Halo.

Now, if you’re a regular NPR listener or find yourself scouring their website, you may be saying, “Hey, this guy is totally jumping on the bandwagon started by Tom Moon in March 2007!” Not true. I picked up my copy of Cool Blue Halo on cassette in a cut-out bin way back in 1990, and I’ve loved it ever since. The reasons I picked it up were threefold: 1) I’d seen his name in my copy of the Trouser Press Record Guide and remembered the write-up as being favorable, 2) it included a cover of the Beatles’ “Cry Baby Cry,” and 3) it was less than $2.00. (C’mon, gimme a break: I was a poor college student at the time!)

As it turned out, I found myself in love with the album long before I ever hit that Beatles cover.

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