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Friday, July 10, 2015

BOOK REVIEW: How Music Got Free



For those of us 30 and older, buying music in our youth meant waiting until the newest releases from our favorite artists were available on CD (or in earlier years, vinyl or cassette) before heading to the local brick-and-mortar store in order to purchase a copy. If you wanted something before it came out, you just had to wait, and if you wanted something your local stores didn't have, you either tried to mail-order it from a catalog or you called stores in the surrounding area to see if any of them had a copy. While this may seem like archaic to anyone under 30, that's just the way it was. The record companies controlled access (in terms of both release dates and pricing) to the music and the consumer had little choice but to pay what was asked, and when. Things began to change in the late 1990s, though, and as we all now know, in 2015 the way in which music is distributed and consumed is so drastically different to what went before that it's almost unrecognizable. The story of how this all happened is what How Music Got Free aims to tell.

***special thanks to Joe at The Bodley Head for sending me a copy of the book to review!***

(please note that I reviewed the British version of the book, which has a different cover and subtitle to the American edition...they are, however, identical in every other way)



According to his about the author blurb at the end of the book, author Stephen Witt is approximately the same age as me (he was born a year earlier) and was even born in my home state of New Hampshire. In his introduction, the experiences he had going to college, finally having internet access, and discovering the new technology of the mp3 eerily mirrors my own experiences. I started college in the same year as him which is where I had my first access to the internet, my first high speed ethernet connection (not until sophomore year in 1998...freshman year the university still had dial-up!), and had never heard of an mp3 before then. I arrived on campus with hundreds of CDs in boxes and a huge sound system, although I eventually started using Napster a little bit when it first appeared. I never stopped buying CDs, however (I still haven't) and I never downloaded pirated music. However, Witt did and found himself sitting with multiple hard drives storing hundreds of gigabytes of music by 2011 or so. That got him thinking, where did it all come from? Who was responsible? And did it really cost the music industry millions of dollars and almost kill it off? As he began to dig deeper he realized it started to converge on one man in particular, and the idea to write an investigative book was born. The result is How Music Got Free, and whether you read the British edition (subtitled "What happens when an entire generation commits the same crime?") or the American edition (subtitled "The end of an industry, the turn of the century, and the patient zero of piracy") you'll find yourself wondering the same thing.

The book follows the paths of the three individuals most responsible for the hell that broke loose in the late 1990s: Karlheinz Brandenburg, the German researcher who led the team responsible for creating the mp3 technology; Doug Morris, a legendary record executive who made a fortune shepherding hit after hit onto the charts, artistic quality be damned (and who helped make rap the dominant genre it's been since 2000, for better or worse); and Bennie Lydell "Dell" Glover, the quiet man who worked at the largest CD pressing plant in the USA and who was personally and almost single-handedly responsible for leaking almost 3,000 albums onto the internet weeks or, in some cases, months ahead of their release dates. The chapters take turns advancing the narrative of each one of these men, with successive chapters returning to their subject in order to detail what happened next. As the book progresses the story becomes more gripping and fascinating and at several points seems to be the product of a highly creative individual, until you step back and realize this all really happened. While I won't attempt to tell the entire story in this review, and while I urge you to read the book to get the full story, I'll give a general overview as it's no less fascinating.

Starting with Brandenburg, he was a psychoacoustic researcher at a German university who was obsessed with trying to compress audio files to as little as 1/12th their original size without sacrificing sound quality. He and his team finally achieved this after many years of hard work and research by eliminating many areas of the sound spectrum that are either imperceptible or unnoticed by the majority of listeners. However, committee politics with the European MPEG consortium led to the resulting mp3 technology being purposely crippled by superfluous additional software filtering being unnecessarily mandated by the committee, who preferred to adopt the inferior mp2. Eventually, however, the mp3 won out and made Brandenburg and his team very wealthy. As staunch defenders of copyright laws, however, little did they know that they'd opened Pandora's Box. Running alongside this was the late-career arc of Doug Morris, who had been active in the record industry since the 1960s and spent many years working for the legendary Ahmet Ertegun at Atlantic Records before heading to Warner Bros. Records. Eventually he ended up at Universal Music Group and at one point was personally controlling a third of the entire global music market. Morris had a keen eye and ear for which songs would make huge hits, caring little for artistic quality and more for capturing the public's interest long enough to sell millions of records and make a lot of money. He specialized in making national (and oftentimes, international) hits out of regional acts and scoured the country to bring rock, pop, and rap acts out from their local communities and onto the national stage. Running alongside this boom in disposable music was the CD, where ridiculous numbers of the shiny plastic discs were being sold ever year. The greed of the music industry was on full display during these boom years of 1990-2000, as described in the book: as the industry managed to get the cost of production down to around a dollar a disc, they never thought once of passing the savings on to the consumer, who were still paying the same $15 for a new CD in 2000 that they were in 1993. Eventually, this would come back to bite the industry in a big way. However, one man (among many, it must be noted) stood to do more damage to the industry's bottom line than anything else...

Dell Glover was an unassuming guy living in western North Carolina; he went to church, hung out with his friends and family, worked hard, and enjoyed life. In addition, he was en electronics whiz and spent many hours tinkering with computers and electronic gadgets, fixing them for friends and making a little money on the side doing so. Dell was a music fan, enjoying country, rock, pop, and rap, so getting a job that had some relation to the music industry was fortuitous indeed. He first got a part-time job at the massive Kings Mountain CD pressing plant in the mid-1990s and put in many long hours and overtime shifts in order to get full-time work and benefits there. Around the same period, he and his coworker/friend James Dockery became immersed in the nascent internet and the various IRC (internet relay chat) channels devoted to music. This eventually led them to become part of RNS (Rabid Neurosis), which would go on to become the most infamous online music pirating collective in the history of the internet. Dell began to realize that several new albums were being smuggled out of the plant weeks in advance...he would hear them at parties thrown by his coworkers and wonder how they got out, especially given the ever tightening security measures the plant was taking. Eventually rising to a supervisory position, Dell figured out a way to smuggle freshly pressed albums out (I won't spoil it for you...read the book!) and began his years of leaking album after album through his colleagues in RNS. Eventually, too many albums were being leaked far in advance of their release dates, catching the attention of the FBI. After many years of investigative work (and a few missteps by Glover and his cohorts in RNS), Dell was arrested and the key members of the RNS crew were nabbed. The entire story is gripping and I had to keep reminding myself over and over that this actually happened and was not just exciting fiction.

At its core, How Music Got Free is a multi-stranded tale of how an unwitting scientist, a clever music-loving techie (among millions like him), and an industry so short-sighted and greedy that they almost deserved what happened to them, all eventually intersected. It's the story of unbridled greed, hubris, and getting caught with their (technological) pants down on the part of the music industry. It's the story of well-meaning, important research and its unintended consequences on the part of Brandenburg's group. And it's the story of an entire generation of music fans and consumers shifting the way they viewed and acquired music. It's this last part that is the crux of How Music Got Free and which will make the reader think long and hard about their own attitudes and habits when it comes to music, both during and after reading it. Reading this book brought back a lot of memories of those times in the late 1990s/early 2000s when I was in college and and graduate school. At the time, I was hearing about all of this as it was going on. Yes, I used Napster a little bit, as well as some of the other peer-to-peer networks like eMule, Soulseek, and BitTorrent. Back then when it was all new, I didn't know that what I was doing was wrong as I was of the mindset that if I liked what I listened to enough, I was going to buy the CD anyway. To this day, I still buy CDs even though I've supplemented my listening with online (legal) streaming like Spotify and YouTube. While I do think the music industry got what was coming to them given their attitude toward the artistic value of much of the music they were pumping out, as well as their indifference to the economic burden their inflated prices placed on consumers, I do believe that artists and producers deserve to get paid for their hard work. The question of ownership and whether online file-sharing is right or wrong is the main thesis of the book and is something that is still hotly debated today. The path that led to where we are now is littered with tortured thinking, legal rulings and technicalities (such as the ruling that mp3s infringed on musical copyrights, but mp3s players were perfectly legal to make), and plain old bad decisions that would come back to haunt the various players in this saga years later.

Stephen Witt does a fantastic job weaving all of the various components of the story together into a cohesive tale of how we got to where we are today: moribund physical music sales, an industry near death that has to think of new gimmicks in order to stay relevant, and technology run rampant to the point that music is both as accessible as ever to consumers and burgeoning musicians, yet the industry is almost impenetrable to new artists unless. Throughout the entire book, Witt brings it all together, creating an intriguing, true-life detective story; making it even better is the fact that he actually met and interviewed (nearly) all of the main people he writes about: Doug Morris, Karlheinz Brandenburg and many members of his research group, and of course Dell Glover. The firsthand accounts and memories from these major (albeit behind-the-scenes) players makes for gripping reading and elevates the book above mere investigative writing. If I have one quibble with the book, it's that I felt it was a little bit rushed toward the end when it came to the discussion of the lawsuits and consequences suffered (or in some cases, unbelievably, not suffered) by the music pirates, as well as the aftermath and impact on all involved once the dust settled. This is more down to my personal thirst for more information than any shortcomings in Witt's writing and it very well may be the case that since the lawsuits in question were relatively recent (2007-11) the information is either not yet available or not accessible to the general public (yet). In any event, How Music Got Free is an excellent book that only describes how we got to where we are in terms of how music is valued as both an art form and product.  This book will force the reader to examine their own attitudes toward both long after the book is finished as you realize all of this change took place over less than a decade. That, perhaps, is the most stunning takeaway of all from How Music Got Free, but there are many more thought-provoking kernels of truth in the book that make it a fascinating must-read for any music fan and/or technophile.

 MY RATING: 9.5/10





Monday, July 6, 2015

SINGLE REVIEW: Ripple Green: "Timepiece" out TODAY


There's no shortage of great music in this huge world of ours being made by musicians most of us have never heard of. In fact, in today's day and age, I'd go so far as to say MOST of the best new music is coming from independent artists (as opposed to long-established and/or mainstream acts) from the indie sector. I've had the pleasure to start listening to and writing about several of them on this site, so I'm very pleased to be bring you this current post as accompanying it is the excellent first single from Oklahoma-based rock band Ripple Green's upcoming EP, both entitled "Timepiece." The single drops today, but before I get into the song here's a little bit about Ripple Green from the guys themselves:

Ripple Green, a rock trio from Oklahoma, is releasing the first single, “Timepiece,” off of their upcoming EP of the same name. This single and its music video were recorded during the band’s six month stint throughout Europe in 2014. The song started out as a projection of longing for the sun, particularly the sun of Oklahoma, but it soon turned into an account of how people’s lives revolve around other individuals over time. The music video for the song was filmed by the London-based videographer Stevie Denyer (Guardians of the Galaxy) at an overnight gathering at Stonehenge during the Summer Solstice in 2014. The video captures the energy of celebration and expression of freedom shown by the thousands accumulated at Stonehenge that night.

The three members of Ripple Green met during Kindergarten in small town Oklahoma. Their formative years were spent being mischievous friends who built slingshots, climbed trees, and made short films. Upon leaving Elementary school the idea to form a band was spawned before any of the members owned or played their instruments. To them, creativity and expression through music could provide an escape from the mundane life they faced in the plains. As well as touring throughout the US and the UK, the band has performed at festivals such as South By Southwest, London Folk Festival, and Norman Music Festival.

This new project from Ripple Green ties in influences from Jack White to Portugal. The Man, while adding new developments to the band’s unique sound. The Timepiece EP is a step out of adolescence for Ripple Green that came from spending half of last year in Europe. It signifies moments filled with adventure and a grateful shift in approach to their songwriting. The “Timepiece” single is out today, July 6th, and the full project can be pre-ordered now through iTunes with a release set for July 31st.

The band consists of Joel Parks on guitar, piano, and vocals, Lucas Gillette on bass guitar and vocals, and Tremaine Wade on drums and percussion. Their sound is, to my ears, an interesting mix of newer bands like Cage the Elephant and Portugal the Man mixed with some of the more jam-band free-spirited sound of Phish and the Black Crowes (a personal favorite of mine). What absolutely makes this song for me, though, is the chorus. I've been a sucker for a catchy hook for as long as I can remember, and the chorus in "Timepiece" is one that gets stuck in my head so often that I find myself humming it at random times days after I've last listened to the song. The video is also neat...it's got a bit of a hippie vibe with the whole Stonehenge/solstice theme and all of the dancing and and flashing lights. Both the song and the video have a retro flavor to them: the video echoes the 1960s while the song has a 1990s/early 2000s feel, but it sounds very modern at the same time. All in all, it's a really catchy song and a strong first single from Ripple Green...I look forward to hearing the rest of the EP once it's released!

After you've given "Timepiece" a listen, let me know what you think and remember, SUPPORT INDEPENDENT MUSICIANS. Listen to them, buy their music, go and see them live, and spread the word!


Wednesday, July 1, 2015

BOOK REVIEW: Ringo: With a Little Help


Ringo. You know exactly who I'm talking about already, don't you? He's one of the most famous drummers in rock history from the most popular band in history, yet despite his fame he's perpetually overshadowed by his three bandmates. He's never written a memoir and when asked, the answer he repeatedly gives is that he never will because people are only interested in "those eight years." I've always thought Ringo sold his fans a bit short by assuming they only care about his life in the Beatles and I lamented the fact that not only has he never written an autobiography, but that no one else had written a detailed book on his life. So when I heard last year that a comprehensive, thoroughly researched book on Ringo was due out this summer, I knew I had to read it. We've already got numerous definitive books about the Beatles, as well as excellent biographies of the individual members, so Michael Seth Starr's new book Ringo: With a Little Help looks to be a welcome addition to the list.

***special thanks to Wes at Backbeat Books for sending me a copy of the book to review!***


Right off the bat there are three things the author wants to make perfectly clear in his introduction: that he is not related to Ringo (as he states, he was born with his last name while Ringo adopted it), the book is not a musical critique of Ringo's skills as a drummer, and that while he interviewed many people associated with Ringo, this is an unauthorized biography. Indeed, Starr's attempts to contact Ringo went unanswered apart from a post on Ringo's personal website stating that he (Ringo) has "nothing to do with this book." (Before I go any further, for the purposes of clarity, any use of the surname Starr in this review is in reference to the author of the book and not to Ringo).  With that out of the way, the author gets right to the beginning of the story, starting with Ringo's hardscrabble life in working class Liverpool. Richard Starkey was born on July 7, 1940 during World War II and spent the first five years of his life with his mother (his father abandoned them when Ringo was three) fighting to survive the German blitz of Liverpool. Like his three future bandmates, Ringo spent the post-war years enduring severe rationing and a dreary, rather boring existence. However, his childhood was marred by two very scary and lengthy stays in the hospital, the first as a small boy due to a burst appendix and the second as a teenager due to pleurisy. The result of the two total years he spent recovering was that he fell so far behind in his schooling that he dropped out shortly thereafter. It was, however, during his second stay in the hospital that his lifelong love affair with the drums began. Upon dropping out of school, Ringo was able to piece a drum kit together and teach himself to play. At the same time as he worked as an apprentice joiner, he began playing in a succession of skiffle and rock and roll bands before making the decision to ditch the apprenticeship and go full time as a musician. He eventually joined local band Rory Storm and the Hurricanes and rechristened himself Ringo Starr. The band became one of the top attractions in Liverpool as well as on the Hamburg club circuit, where he first met the Beatles in 1960. He became friends with them, especially with George Harrison, and often sat in with the band when their drummer Pete Best failed to show up. It was the camaraderie he developed with them during this time, as well as the noticeable improvement in their sound with his superior drumming, that eventually led to Best's sacking and the band bringing Ringo into the fold in August 1962. The rest, as they say, is history.



In fact, just as I'm not going to go through the Beatles years in this review because it's been done countless times by me and others, Starr also states in the introduction to the book that he doesn't intend to focus solely on Ringo's life and career during the Beatles period of 1962-70. With that being said, a large chunk of the book is taken up discussing his life during those years...of the 400 pages of text, it isn't until around page 230 that we get to the band's split. At first this fact slightly disappointed me; however when I thought about it more it made sense to me as the amount of source material for Ringo's time in the Beatles has to be orders of magnitude more plentiful than for the years after. In any event, the remainder of the book is devoted to Ringo's life and career up to the present, as the book's release date is set to coincide with his upcoming 75th birthday on July 7, 2015. From the moment of the Beatles' split to the mid-1970s, it can be argued that Ringo had, overall, the most consistently successful solo career of any of the former Beatles. By the middle of the decade, he'd released four albums including his greatest work, the self-titled Ringo album, as well as several hit singles ("It Don't Come Easy," "Photograph") and some high profile acting roles (The Magic Christian, That'll Be the Day). However, this period also overlapped with the breakdown of his first marriage to Maureen Cox, his endless carousing with friends John Lennon, Keith Moon, John Bonham, Harry Nilsson, and Marc Bolan, and the eventual decline of his career. Indeed, by the end of the decade Ringo had amassed a considerable string of albums which were both commercial and critical failures, as well as film projects that didn't go anywhere (witness the light, enjoyable, but pretty cheesy "Ringo" TV special from 1978, for example). In his own words, by this point he didn't have a career...he was just partying and dabbling in random, unfocused projects here and there. His personal life was in just as much turmoil, as he had a relationship and engagement to Nancy Andrews while at the same time carrying on and cavorting with other women on the side. Even the deaths of his drinking buddies Bolan, Moon, and Bonham couldn't shock Ringo into taking control of his life. The lone bright spot during this period was his meeting Barbara Bach on the set of Caveman, which led to their marriage in 1981. They are still happily married to this day, but not before several tumultuous years in the 1980s and early 1990s severely tested the limits of their bond.



It was during several blackout episodes they both had in the early 1990s that led Ringo and Barbara to enter rehab and dry out in order to conquer their alcoholism. Around the same time, Ringo began putting together his All-Starr Band and touring for the first time since the Beatles final tour in 1966. An additional role as the narrator/Mr. Conductor in the popular Thomas the Tank Engine children's TV series in the UK and US was another success. While his albums haven't been huge sellers over the last twenty or so years, they've been respectable and enjoyable and have helped to raise Ringo's career and profile such that he is almost as beloved as his other surviving Beatle, Paul McCartney. His All-Starr Band tours continue to this day and are very popular...I know I enjoyed the hell out of the show I went to last summer! Some strange (his incessant saying of "peace and love" in every conversation) and prickly (his "no more autographs!" video tirade in 2008) behavior have done little to dim the affection most fans have for him, and a whole new generation of drummers and fans have taken to defending and lauding Ringo's drumming skills and influence. Indeed, while Starr states at the beginning of the book that he doesn't intend the book to be a detailed critique of Ringo's talent (and it isn't), he does document many cases of critics and fellow musicians denigrating Ringo's drumming ability over the years, as well as times when many others have praised it. Along these lines, the book ends with an epilogue compiling the thoughts of prominent drummers Phil Collins, John Densmore, Max Weinberg, and Kenny Aronoff from interviews Starr conducted with them. In each case, they describe the influence Ringo has had on them personally, his influence on rock drumming, and what makes his drumming so great. I tend to fall into the camp of fans who believe he was very influential and absolutely integral to the Beatles' sound. I also personally believe that he was very talented and unique and is one of those rare drummers who can be instantly recognized by his sound and feel, so it was nice to read how several other more technically proficient drummers concur.



As far as rock biographies go, Ringo: With a Little Help is a very enjoyable read; the one thing that detracts from it (and which is my biggest gripe with the book) is the amount of typos. This isn't the fault of the author, but rather whoever edited and/or proofread the book. This is easily correctable for future editions and doesn't take away from the book in terms of its content...it's merely a mild annoyance each time a typo or printing error pops up over the course of reading the book. On the plus side, while Starr is clearly fan he is also not afraid to discuss some of Ringo's less savory moments or times when his life and career hit bottom; this is refreshing as far too many biographies tend to eschew any criticism and only portray their subjects in a wholly positive light. The section of the book dealing with Ringo's childhood and life growing up in the Dingle section of Liverpool was nice and quite informative, and it was impressive that Starr managed to track down and interview one of Ringo's childhood friends, Dave Patterson, who shared some charming anecdotes and photographs from their younger days. Conversely, I would have liked more of this kind of detail when the book moved on to the post-Beatles years...while there was a lot of information, it felt just a little bit rushed to me, although perhaps it was a case of there just not being as much relevant or interesting information to mine with regards to Ringo's wilderness years of the 1980s.



As the first and to date only thoroughly researched and comprehensive biography of Ringo Starr, With a Little Help is a welcome addition to the plethora of Beatles books and sits nicely alongside the comprehensive biographies of John, Paul, and George. With the recent publication of the first volume of Mark Lewisohn's epic Beatles biography, which contained detailed and extensively researched biographies of all four Beatles' early lives, one might ask the question whether or not With a Little Help is necessary; my answer would be that yes, it is, as it contains more Ringo-centric information and doesn't get into as much of the minutiae that Lewisohn's book does which, let's face it, is only of real interest to the most obsessive of Beatles fans (like yours truly). For all other serious Beatles fans, Starr's book goes into enough detail that it will satisfy Beatles fans, and there are enough new bits of information (no spoilers here!) that even seasoned Beatlemaniacs will learn something as they read through it.  As for the elephant in the room, Ringo's drumming...while the book probably won't sway your preconceived opinions on his skills as a musician, Starr brings up a great question that will at least make you think long and hard as it made me ponder: other than Paul McCartney, none of the Beatles were great musicians, yet Lennon's and Harrison's skills as guitarists are never questioned or criticized. Only Ringo's drumming seems to be fair game...why is this? It's interesting and provocative things like this, as well as the overall portrait of Ringo's life painted by Starr, that makes With a Little Help an essential read or any Beatles and/or Ringo fan.


MY RATING: 8.5/10


Friday, June 26, 2015

The Who: Tommy (A Depiction)



As you know, I've always been musically inclined and music and writing have long been my two creative outlets for all of my life.  However, only people who know me really well personally would also know that in my youth I was also quite a good artist. I used to love to draw and spent many hours during those years making pictures of all sorts of things, especially super heroes. I wasn't the greatest artist, but I was better than decent and even now, as out of practice as I am, my kids love it when I draw with them. For those of you who might remember, I found a drawing of some of my favorite guitarists that I did when I was sixteen which I posted last year...not too bad, right?

But enough of that...the whole thing that prompted this little post is what is shown above. While I was in high school, I took art classes for a year and learned all sorts of things about drawing and painting. We kept a portfolio of all of our work that was saved throughout the year and which we got to keep at the end of the class. I was going through it a few weeks ago as I moved it from a closet to another closet (of course) and remembered this painting I did of the album cover triptych from Tommy. I did it during a free period I had at school, just for fun...my art teacher allowed me to come in and use the materials for it.  It's not perfect but I think it came out pretty good...you can compare for yourself with the real cover which is shown below. Mine doesn't have the proper depth on the edges of the sphere as the actual art by Mike McInnerney but otherwise it's fairly close. I did this at the end of senior year of high school, when I had just turned seventeen, so this would have been in the spring of 1997.



What do you think?

Sunday, June 21, 2015

BOOK REVIEW: John Lennon: The Collected Artwork


The first things that come to mind for almost anyone in the world when you ask them why John Lennon is famous are most likely the two words "Beatles" and "music." While these are certainly true and these two words describe his most meaningful and lasting contributions to our culture (the word "music" also encompassing his post-Beatles work), he always thought of himself first and foremost as an artist. Now, whether or not this was just his way of being the iconoclast he always was is open for debate: in his own words, music was just a way for him to make money, while "art always came first." Regardless, art was a hugely important part of his life from childhood to his dying day. We all know he published two books of his fantastical and unique wordplay and drawings, 1964's In His Own Write and 1965's A Spainard in the Works (two books which I've read several times and greatly enjoy), but from his youngest days John produced a large volume of drawings. Some of them were displayed in his infamous exhibit "Bag One" in the late 1960s and early 1970s (with the accompanying police raid on the grounds of obscenity occurring on the second day), but the majority were done mostly for his own peace of mind and enjoyment.

***special thanks to Samantha at Insight Editions for sending me a copy of the book to review!***



In John Lennon: The Collected Artwork, Scott Gutterman has organized and curated a collection of John's drawing and grouped them into distinct chapters which place them in their proper context during the various periods of John's life. These range from his early childhood and pre-music years to his Beatles years, as well as chapters breaking his art into sections pertaining to his relationship with Yoko, his home life during the 1970s, and the years he, Yoko, and Sean traveled to Japan where John learned the Japanese sumi ink drawing technique and tried to learn the Japanese language as well. One thing that is evident throughout the entire book is that John was a very talented artist whose range spread across a variety of styles and techniques. Included in this book are examples of his work ranging from rough sketches and doodles that are almost of stick-figure simplicity to very realistic, detailed drawings, with many other styles in between. While at first glance some people might look at the drawings and find many of them to be little more than scribbles and doodles, it becomes clearer upon really studying them that there was a method to his madness, so to speak.  One of the biggest criticisms levied at John and Yoko was that they self-importantly chronicled every bit of their lives on record and film in the narcissistic belief that the public wanted to know all about it. John did much the same with his drawings, the difference being that he kept almost all of them to himself.



Starting off with his childhood drawings, the book shows many examples of the highly detailed and imaginative drawings of John's youth. Done mainly in pencil, many of them colored in by John after drawing them, the subject matter ranges from typical young boy fare like football (soccer for my fellow Americans) to battles between knights and warriors (the clashes between the Normans and Saxons from Ivanhoe were a popular source for the young Lennon). Even at this early age it was evident he was quite talented. The drawings encompassing the 1960s and the Beatles years are mainly drawn from his two books, both of which I own and have read numerous times; thus, I'd seen them all before. However, when stripped of the accompanying writings of the original books, the pictures and their humor hold up surprisingly well on their own. Moving on to the art he made from when he first started dating Yoko in 1968 to the last days of his life in 1980, the subject matter is more broad. Many of the drawings focus on his marriage to Yoko with all of its ups and downs. There is the infatuation phase of 1968-70 where John draws numerous pictures of them hugging, kissing, their faces merging into one, and a series of logos where the letters of their names are intertwined in a crossword puzzle-like fashion. This last one in particular was interesting... it was quite a surprise to see that a 28-year old famous Beatle was drawing these logos the way lovesick high school kids used to draw them on their book covers like we did in my school days. There are also several pictures depicting the bad times, including when they were separated during John's 18-month "Lost Weekend" of 1973-75.  He drew many pictures throughout his life musing on his fame and what it all meant, as well as his enjoyment of the simple pleasures of city living in New York like walking down the street with Sean and Yoko, passing colorful characters, flying kites in the park...it shows John's contentment with his life and that, at the same time, he was a keen observer of the hustle and bustle going on around him. Many of his drawings are quite realistic and detailed while others are a bit more abstract and consist of little more than scribbled lines, yet somehow when placed together, they work. Perhaps the most interesting section for me was the chapter devoted to the work inspired by his immersion in Japanese culture during the many trips he and Yoko made to visit her family in Japan. John was intrigued with the sumi style of Japanese drawing and created several pieces using this style. In addition, he was trying to learn Japanese and incorporated many of the language's characters and phrases into his work. Some of them were done in a humorous way while others are attempts at learning how to speak and write it properly that wouldn't be out of place in a schoolkid's textbook. For instance, there is a series of drawings he made of Japanese faces making different facial expressions, each labeled with the appropriate descriptor: sweet, salty, bitter, and so on. It's fascinating to think that this world-famous musician was struggling to learn a new language just like the rest of us would...in a sense, his artwork humanizes him and plants his feet more solidly on the ground. I like to think that that's one of the main reasons John remained so dedicated to his craft, even as a hobby, throughout his life.



There are a few of things that are slightly lacking with the book which I'll go through one at a time. The first and most obvious one is that there is a lot of blank and/or wasted space. Each of John's drawings is reproduced quite beautifully on the high quality paper of the book, but there are far too many pages that are left blank opposite one of the drawings, or are filled with a portions of his handwritten song lyrics (many of which are to songs that have nothing to do with either the year or theme of the adjacent drawings). It seems a shame that so much page real estate was wasted in this way when it could have been utilized to include even more art. My second criticism concerns the accompanying text that precedes each chapter. Gutterman does a nice job explaining the themes and messages of each of John's drawings and placing them in the proper context as far as what was happening in his life at the time he created each of them. However, if you knew nothing of John Lennon or the Beatles before reading this book, you would think John was a single guy up until 1968 when he fell in love with Yoko before they got married in 1969, and you would think John had one and only one son, Sean, born in 1975. Obviously, as any Beatles and Lennon fan knows, this isn't the case as John was married to the late Cynthia (Powell) Lennon from 1962-68 and she is the mother of his oldest son Julian (born 1963). It's been a complaint of many Beatles fans, as well as Cynthia and Julian themselves, that they have been all but written out of John's life by Yoko and many Lennon fans and scholars, and this book is a prime example of that unfortunate phenomenon occurring yet again. There is but one mention of Julian, at the very end of the book, and no mention of Cynthia, which is glaring (at least to me) since many of his earlier drawings (including all of them coming from his two books) were done during his marriage to her. In fact, if one has also read the John Lennon Letters, you'd see that there wer many intricate or whimsical drawings he made during his early twenties that were done specifically for Cynthia. Really, my issue is just that this very real and vital part of John's life and creative process wasn't given the due it deserves. I realize this is par for the course with how Yoko has handled John's estate and his image since his death, but just because she engages in historical revisionism doesn't make it true. And before anyone says anything, I am not being "anti-Yoko" in saying this...more I'm being "pro-facts" than anything else!



Those complaints of mine aside, John Lennon: The Collected Artwork is a wonderful book that will be very enjoyable to anyone who is a serious Beatles and Lennon fan;.if you happen to be an art lover, all the better but I don't think that's necessary in order to get a real appreciation for the meaning of John's art. As the John Lennon Letters has done, in presenting his artwork this book helps to humanize and demystify John Lennon. Stripped of the protective shell that was his celebrity, the real man emerges and we get a chance to understand who he was and how he saw the world around him. I'd like to think that were he still alive, John would be very satisfied all these years later people are still as interested in his art as they are his music. For that reality, this book makes a significant contribution.


MY RATING: 8/10



Wednesday, June 17, 2015

ALBUM REVIEW: Max Gowan - Big People



Around the same time I came across Will Weston's excellent album Heart of the Order, I was also introduced to the music of Max Gowan. He's a recent high school graduate from Raleigh, North Carolina who will be attending American University in Washington, DC in the fall. He's been playing guitar and singing since he was eight years old and has spent time studying jazz and music theory. Initially playing in a heavy metal band in high school, Max switched gears and released his first solo acoustic EP in 2014 which earned positive reviews and some solo acoustic shows around Raleigh. For Big People, his first full-length album, Max played all of the instruments and sang all of the vocals himself. The overall sound is one which he feels is more representative of who he wants to be as an artist. His influences include Wilco, Elliot Smith, Alex G, Elvis Depressedly (love that name!), and Deerhunter. These songs will be played around the Raleigh area this summer by Max and his band, The Estates.

I've gone through a few listens of Max's album now will go through it track by track for this review. In addition to the reference points he mentioned above, I also hear a lot of Death Cab for Cutie and Pavement in his sound, as well as a smattering of Graham Coxon's middle-period work where he straddled American lo-fi and classic British pop/rock. As before, I'll do my best to convey the flavor of the music through mere words. As Frank Zappa once said, "writing about music is like dancing about architecture." And yet those of us who love both music and writing feel compelled to continue on this fool's errand...


1. Rare Thing starts the album off with some moody piano and acoustic guitar...it sounds a bit like Radiohead's "No Surprises" in terms of ambiance, or late 1990s Pavement.  Gowan's vocals sound a bit like Death Cab for Cutie, whose influence I detect running throughout the entire album (as you'll see). This is an excellent song and a great choice as an opening track.

2. Window, the second track, is very mellow and consists only of vocals and some shimmering electric guitar. It reminds me of early Semisonic, which is a good thing! This short tune leads right into...

3. Face This song is started off with some beautiful arpeggiated guitar and vocals. It sounds like late 1990s lo-fi,  Pavement influences mixed with a bit of Graham Coxon's more melodic late 1990s tendencies. I really like this one.

4. Another Lucy This one might just be my favorite track on the album. It has a jaunty acoustic guitar-driven rhythm and reminds me of a Bluetones song but at the same time is unique. Max's voice is really nice on this one and the maturity of his voice belies his young age. Great lyrics, too...wonderful song.

5. Bend This one starts off with an aggressively strummed acoustic intro that sounds a bit like Dave Matthews Band before the ethereal vocals come in. There are some really nice chord changes in chorus section that catch the ear upon first listen.

6. Big People The title track, which is usually the grand statement of any album, right? Bright guitar strums gently begin the song and it settles into a mellow 3/4ish tempo. There's a nice contrapuntal piano melody underneath the guitars...I get a definite Death Cab For Cutie vibe from this song in terms of both the music and the vocals. The middle section brings some delayed, psychedelic-sounding guitar to the fore that remain spacey as the as pinging guitars fade away with the song. A very strong song.

7. Here (Part 1) This one sounds like 1997-era Blur by way of Pavement or Death Cab For Cutie. There's a really nice chorus that contains an interesting chord thrown in that caught my ear the first time I heard it and still burrows its way in each time it comes around.

8. The Stumble A pretty instrumental consisting simply of melancholy acoustic guitar...a nice change of pace for the album, almost an aural palate cleanser before the last round of songs.

9. Snow A strong Death Cab For Cutie influence (at least to my ears), both in terms of the guitar sound and vocals, permeates "Snow," but it isn't simply derivative as there's something unique about it at the same time. There are some pretty chord changes and effective bits of dissonance playing off each other during the verse.

10. Open Letter to Heaven An acoustic-driven song that would not sound out of place at all on side two of Led Zeppelin III, at least musically. Fairly unique sounding track amongst the rest of the album and a nice way to show another aspect of Max's sound.

11. Here (Part 2) Continuing on from track 7, part 2 starts off with strummed dirty-toned electric guitar, a synthesizer, and glockenspiel. Perhaps more than anywhere else on the album, Gowan's vocals remind me of Death Cab as he's got some VERY Ben Gibbard-sounding vocals. In fact, when I closed my eyes I could imagine that I was listening to an unreleased Death Cab tune. I love the almost anthemic chorus...it's one of those that you could imagine people singing along to when played live. Overall, this song is like a wave: it starts off slowly and gently before gaining in intensity in the middle where it peaks before it eases back down for a gentle ending. Another definitely highlight of the album for me.

12. Everything is Cool I like this song...it's very fun! The beginning has a riff played in unison by an organ, an electric piano and bass guitar. The song reminds me of Pavement or other bands of that late 1990s era when I was in college, while the melodic synth riff that runs throughout gives it a bit of Blur touch.



After listening to Big People, the most striking thing to me was that this is a very, very good album made by someone who is still quite young. While there are a handful of songs I wrote in my teens that I'm still proud of and will still play in front of people, the majority of stuff I wrote at Max's age embarrasses me now. If I had written songs of the quality of Max's when I was 18, I'd be proud to play them twenty years later. His production is crisp and clean and while it doesn't sound like something that was recorded in a bedroom (which according to Max, is exactly where he made the recording), it has an intimate homemade charm that definitely comes across. If I have one criticism of the album, it would be mainly that all of the songs have a very similar mid-tempo feel. While the songs are interesting and varied enough so that they don't sound samey, the tempos do. In the future, mixing it up and changing the pace with some faster songs would make for even more effective pacing. However, given that Max Gowan is just entering adulthood and has already produced this solid, enjoyable record on his own, it bodes well for the future that there will be more good music in store.

***You can listen to and download Big People HERE and remember to please support independent musicians and their music. Buy it, listen to it, spread the word, go see them live! ***

Saturday, June 13, 2015

BOOK REVIEW: Roger Daltrey: The Biography


He's one of the most iconic and legendary singers and front men in all of rock music and has been the face and voice of the Who for over fifty years. However, while his more wild and eccentric bandmates Keith Moon, John Entwistle, and Pete Townshend have been the subject of numerous books, articles, and awards over the years, both for their antics and their revolutionary approaches to their instruments (and in Pete's case, songwriting), Roger's life has gone largely unexplored. This has always seemed a shame to me since, as the most stable and down-to-earth member of the band and someone who has had an interesting career both in and out of music, I've always wanted to know more about him. Thus, it was with a healthy amount of excitement and anticipation that I finally got around to reading what, at least to my knowledge, is the only dedicated biography on Daltrey that has been published.

***special thanks to Clara at Piatkus Books for sending me a copy of the book to review!***



Originally published in 2004, the book was reprinted in 2010 and it's this edition which is the subject of the present review. The two authors, Tim Ewbank and Stafford Hildred, have both known and interviewed Roger over the years and mention in their introduction that the book draws from numerous interviews and discussions with Roger and his family and friends, the other three members of the Who, and other sources. Reading this, I was very excited to see what new information would be brought to light regarding his life and career and after reading the first few chapters detailing his birth, childhood, and school years I wasn't disappointed. There were several new bits of information for even a diehard Who fanatic like me, such as the fact that Roger's mother wasn't even supposed to be able to have children due to a kidney disorder she'd suffered from. Roger was a surprise baby born in the middle of World War II and at one point, when his father Harry was off fighting in Europe, his mother Irene evacuated with him to Scotland where they lived in an isolated rural cabin and subsisted mainly on potatoes. Roger developed rickets and the distinctive bow legged walk he's had ever since due to this unvaried diet. After the war ended they moved back to Shepherds Bush, London, where he grew up and was joined several years later by two sisters. Roger was a very good student until he went to East Acton Grammar School, which was run by more posh, upper class teachers than his prior institute. Acutely feeling aware of his working class Cockney roots and accent, he had several run-ins with the authority figures at the school and, combined with his burgeoning love of rock and roll music, became the school tough guy and rebel. He eventually left school, built his own guitar, and started a band called the Detours. Shortly thereafter he recruited two of his former classmates at East Acton, John Entwistle and Pete Townshend, and the nucleus of what would become the Who was born. A teenage marriage to a young girlfriend whom he got pregnant didn't last long and for one stretch of six months Roger was homeless and living in the Who's van. Deciding to give up his spot as a guitarist in the band due to his hands being bloodied and bruised from metal working, Roger took over lead vocal duties and left Townshend as the sole guitarist. Bringing Keith Moon into the fold to be their drummer in early 1964 the rest, as they say, is history.



In fact, from this point on, the book is more a history of the Who than a biography on the life and times of Roger Daltrey. While it's a quite good little history of the Who, there wasn't too much new for a veteran Who fan such as myself, although there were two interesting bits I wasn't previously aware of: Roger going to a seance in late 1978 so that he could ask Keith if the band should continue after his death, and the fact that he and Pete had been concerned enough about John's health to ask him to see a doctor (which he refused to do) several years before Entwistle's sudden death in 2001.  However, there were a handful of inexcusable errors, such as claiming Eddie Cochran's "C'mon Everybody" was on Live at Leeds (it was his "Summertime Blues") and that their original farewell tour was in 1983 (it was in 1982). It did a good job of capturing the entirety of the Who's career although there were repeated instances of labeling Roger as a "wild man" when elsewhere in the book there were multiple instances where Roger, the other Who members, and various associates all mentioned how Roger was the least wild and most stable member of the band! Indeed, apart from early dalliances with pot, Roger eschewed drugs and alcohol and stuck to a strict fitness regime to preserve both his body and voice. There were also a couple of instances where the authors unbelievably claimed that Townshend was the rare rock star who wasn't very comfortable expounding on his work and the state of music around him, which as any Who or serious rock fan knows is the complete polar opposite of what Pete is like. The best parts of the book, which happen to be the only ones focusing solely on Roger (the main reason I was interested in reading this book in the first place) dealt with his early life (as previously described), the circumstances around how he met his longtime wife Heather and their home life, his side career as an actor, and his exemplary work raising money for the Teenage Cancer Trust (TCT). Indeed, the circumstances of each of these was very interesting. He met Heather in the late 1960s while touring America, where she was raised; however, she was born in London only a few streets away from where Roger grew up and their marriage has proven to be the rare showbiz union that has lasted (forty-four years and counting). In concert with their wedding, Roger gave up city life for a rural existence on his farmland estate and is most happy working around the property with his bare hands. Regarding his acting career, what started out as an obvious role in the movie adaptation of Tommy in 1975 launched Roger into an interesting side career as an actor and television presenter. He's appeared in almost one hundred roles ranging from film to television, plays to musicals. Lastly, the personal experience of his sister dying from breast cancer at the age of thirty-two inspired Roger to get involved with the TCT and he's raised a huge amount of money for the charity and remains actively involved in it to this day.



While I did enjoy this book, I have to say that overall I was a bit disappointed with it. There was very little, if any, of what felt like direct input from Roger himself. For the level of access both authors claim to have had to the Who over the years, the book could have been so much better. They acknowledge all members of the Who at the beginning of the book and even mention times when one or both of them were present with the band at certain events (such as one of the authors being at the same party as Keith on the night he died). Yet so many of the quotes were quite recognizable, sourced directly from magazines, newspapers, documentaries, and in the case of the discussion about the 1970 Isle of Wight Festival, CD liner notes. The book just had a faint feeling of a cut-and-paste job, taking numerous quotes from other sources and fleshing out the story around them. The only people who seemed to come across as if they were interviewed specifically for the book were Keith Altham (former publicist and music writer) and Kit Lambert (former Who manager) and in the case of Lambert this clearly wasn't the case as he died in 1981. It's a shame because the parts that focused solely on Roger and his life were quite interesting and I wanted more of them, which I don't think is an unreasonable expectation for a book that is supposed to be his biography. The history of the Who interwoven with the book was fine but I would have liked to have seen it told from Roger's perspective, spending more time on how Roger fit into it all. In any event, Who fans will enjoy this book and should come away learning a few new things about Daltrey, as I did, which makes it worth the read. His sense of humor, his essential character, and how he generally fit into the puzzle that was the Who definitely shine through and for those reasons alone, the book achieves its goal of helping readers get to know the him a bit better.

MY RATING: 6.5/10