A Consumer Guide to the Trailing Edge: May, 2006

Recycled Goods (#31)

by Tom Hull

I keep begging for more world music to add to this column, but most of what I wind up hearing is Latin and more/less jazz. As recent pro- and anti-immigration actions make clear, Latin is a part of the world that increasingly overlaps the US. It's close enough that most record stores make a distinction between Latin and World, yet it's still exotic enough that gringos like yours truly are perplexed. And like many things, the more I learn, the more questions occur to me. I'll be dropping more in here as I figure it out, or failing to figure it out at least acknowledge its presence. The big chunk this time is a survey of Adventure Music, an Oakland-based label that mediates between Latin America there and here.


Hallelujah Chicken Run Band: Take One (1974-79 [2006], Alula): Thomas Mapfumo's chimurenga -- the Shona language music of struggle against the white settler government of Zimbabwe -- starts here. The band was formed by the owners of the Mangura copper mine to play for their workers. They attracted some young pros like Mapfumo, and won a recording contract in 1974. Mapfumo left soon after due to a pay dispute: he only appears on four tracks here, but the band tracked his progress, providing a broader context to Mapfumo's Chimurenga Singles (various overlapping collections on Shanachie, Zimbob, and DBK Works). As the map suggests, Zimbabwe's music is a mix of South African melodic elements and Congolese guitar charge. This delivers on both counts. A-

Ham Hocks and Cornbread: The Pounding, Pulsating Roots of Rock 'n' Roll (1945-53 [2005], JSP, 4CD): Before bebop took over, jazz was a social music, meant for dancing and getting down. The output of the small swing groups that dominated jukeboxes in the late '40s is better known now as rhythm & blues or jump blues. The major records by major artists have been compiled into several near-canonical sets -- the first disc of Rhino's 6-CD The R&B Box, the two jump blues volumes in Rhino's Blues Masters series, and most usefully Hip-O's 3-CD The Roots of Rock 'n' Roll. None of the classics on those show up here, and half of the names are folks I don't recognize -- most of those I do recognize survived the period as minor blues or jazz artists. In other words, this is the average matrix the gem collections were extracted from. Indeed it succumbs to sameness, with sax lick after sax lick, blues shout after blues shout, boogie piano break after boogie piano break, all reiterated ad infinitum. But sameness at this level of excitement amounts to consistency: just goes to show how broad and fertile the moment was. B+

George Jones: The Essential George Jones (1954-99 [2006], Epic/Legacy): If I had free hand to put an introduction to George Jones together, I'd insist on three discs. The first would cover his years with Pappy Dailey, 1954-70, where he started as a hardcore honky tonker and peaked with such classic country fare as "The Window Up Above" and "She Thinks I Still Care." The second would cover the Billy Sherrill years, 1972-88, when Jones evolved into the definitive country crooner. The third would pick through his later work -- his reign as the godfather of neo-traditionalism. The three eras aren't perfectly balanced, but filling the third would be no sweat, and the first two force painful omissions. Maybe I'd add a bonus fourth disc -- fill it up with duets and novelties. No such comps exist. The closest is a 2-CD box called The Essential George Jones: The Spirit of Country ([1994], Columbia/Legacy), then this one, with four fewer songs -- only one post-1988 -- as well as an abbreviated title. Turns out that only 21 songs were deemed essential enough to make the cut both times, but how indelible the other halves are just proves my case. On balance, the changes balance out, but one absence strikes me as glaring: "Walk Through This World With Me." My mother was a big fan, and we played this song at her funeral. A

Mott the Hoople: All the Young Dudes (1972 [2006], Columbia/Legacy): At a time when English rock bands were going heavy metal or prog or both, this one just wanted to be a rock 'n' roll band, but didn't have a clue how to do it. Ian Hunter had an earnest Dylan imitation and liked to conceive of himself as the subject of sweeping ballads. Mick Ralphs was ready for groupies, and willing to associate with Bad Company to attain his dreams. Three quick albums stiffed, but the band started to cohere on the fourth, Brain Capers. Then along comes David Bowie, who slaps on a little makeup, has them cover Lou Reed's "Sweet Jane," writes them an anthem that namechecks T-Rex, and voilà -- glam rock, what punks listened to before punk rock came along. Mott, the follow-up, was a more coherent album; this one you can still see the scattered pieces, including "Sea Diver" -- the first Hunter ballad to prove transcendent. Too many bonus cuts, but it doesn't hurt to rough this music up a bit. A-

Roy Orbison: The Essential Roy Orbison (1956-88 [2006], Monument/Legacy, 2CD): He was America's greatest opera singer, possessing a high, piercing voice that expanded with volume to mind-boggling proportions. But while his voice always amazed, his hits came from a short 1959-64 window, when pre-Beatles rock was ruled by Brill Building schlock. Orbison grew up in the oil patch, got his first break with a Sun rockabilly hit, and spent much of his career plowing Marty Robbins country, but Fred Foster's strings set his voice free, letting the hits flow: "Only the Lonely," "Crying," "Blue Bayou," "Oh, Pretty Woman." This is touted as his only career spanning compilation -- "Ooby Dooby" from 1956, five cuts from Mystery Girl, his much hyped comeback album, posthumously released in 1989, plus the usual ephemera from soundtracks and concerts. The first disc, ending in 1964, is magnificent, but the same thrills are available elsewhere: e.g., For the Lonely: 18 Greatest Hits (Rhino), 16 Biggest Hits (Monument/Legacy). The second disc is surplus -- the voice breaks free on occasion, but more often lurks indecisively. B+

Bebo Valdés: Bebo de Cuba (2002 [2005], Calle 54, 2CD): Bebo was a prominent Cuban bandleader in the '50s. Following the revolution, he left Cuba, settling in Stockholm in 1963 and falling out of the public eye. His son Chucho rose to fame in the '70s as the founder of Irakere and as an outstanding pianist in his own right -- try to imagine Art Tatum with congas. Bebo resumed his recording in the '90s, finally scoring a worldwide hit with Lágrimas Negras, featuring Flamenco singer Dieguito El Cigala. The two sessions here -- the large canvas of his "Suite Cubana" and a more intimate retrospective called "El Solar de Bebo" -- cap his comeback, and in many ways returns us to an ideal, blissful remembrance of Cuban music. Unlike Chucho, Bebo plays piano with a measured elegance, but his orchestrations are so generous you feel like you're witnessing the full flowering of classic Cuban music. A-

Porter Wagoner: Misery Loves Company (1954-69 [2005], Masked Weasel): I grew up watching Porter's medicine show, broadcast from West Plains MO, a few miles over the border from my mother's ancestral Arkansas homestead. Hated it at the time, but eventually it came to signify the weird hypocrisy endemic to country music. Since then I've searched for the records that would secure his place in the pantheon, but the final judgment seems to be that he was just a hack in a flashy nudie suit. RCA's 20-cut The Essential Porter Wagoner is slight but basic, but now gone from print, replaced by the even slighter 16-cut RCA Country Legends. This budget comp reduces him even further, to 11 cuts, a mere 29:36, and doesn't provide much history, but the selection hits most of what he's remembered for: the patronizing "Skid Row Joe," the creepy "Cold Hard Facts of Life," the creepier "What Would You Do If Jesus Came to Your House," and the marvelous "Green, Green Grass of Home." B+

Western Swing and Country Jazz: An Expertly Selected Package (1935-40 [2005], JSP, 4CD): Another mop-up operation, this time collecting sizable chunks of obscure western swing bands: Ocie Stockard & the Wanderers (14 cuts), the Range Riders (6), Bob Dunn's Vagabonds (5), Roy Newman and His Boys (15), Modern Mountaineers (11), Jimmie Revard & His Oklahoma Playboys (25), Smoky Wood & Wood Chips (8), Cliff Bruner & His Texas Wanderers (3), Swift Jewel Cowboys (14). Bruner is the best known, but Stockard, Newman and Wood show up in John Morthland's bible (The Best of Country Music, published in 1984 and still the only country music guide worth owning), and "Everybody's Truckin'" (Modern Mountaineers) shows up on the occasional comp. Western swing has been preserved as country music, obscuring its jazz roots and referents -- for a revelation, compare Django Reinhardt and Bob Wills, then seek out Hank Penny and Hank Thompson working their way through the Woody Herman songbook. But jazz is the common denominator here, and not just a preference for horns over pedal steel -- the jazz here is race music, and not just the "darkies truckin'." We get two versions of "Black and Blue" -- a song all the more painful for those of us who grew up on James Brown, but there can be no doubt that Harry Palmer worships Louis Armstrong. Maybe these guys had more black inside than they figured. B+

In Series

Mike Marshall founded Adventure Music in 2003. I've puzzled over their records since 2004, so this represents about two-thirds of their catalog -- including synopses of three albums I've reviewed previously. Marshall grew up in Florida, where he learned mandolin, guitar and violin, winning bluegrass contests and joining the Dave Grisman Quintet at age 19. He's steadily expanded his musical interests, moving through groups like Psychograss and the Modern Mandolin Quartet. But most relevant here was a fateful trip that led him to decide that choro is the bluegrass of Brazil. And that, in turn, led to founding Adventure Music. The name sounds like one of those tour packagers, but the concept is more like a bridge. Most of the musicians on the labels were born in Latin America -- Brazil is central but by no means the only connection -- yet are based in the US. One lesson here is that if it sometimes seems like Latin America is poised to swallow the North, it is partly because there are those in the North who relish the prospect.

Briefly Noted

Lead-in:

In an infinite universe, all the music you'll ever need already exists somewhere. We find more each month: vintage Afro (Hallelujah Chicken Run Band, Orchestre Stukas), modern Cuban (Angá Díaz, Bebo Valdés), country hams (George Jones, Porter Wagoner, Roy Orbison), young dudes (Mott the Hoople, ELO), JSP boxes (jump blues, western swing), adventures in and beyond Brazil; many more (46 records).


Copyright © 2006 Tom Hull.