Wednesday, June 29, 2016

The Genius of Pink Floyd's Ummagumma

When you get into a discussion with Pink Floyd fans about the band's best album(s), inevitably Dark Side of the Moon and/or The Wall are going to get the bulk of the votes.  Sure, Wish You Were Here is going to get some honorable mention respect it deserves and rightfully so, but from there  you're going to have fringe voters, sticking up for albums dear to their hearts, albums they consider their pets.  But I'm guessing the album that is actually the best of their career won't be getting much love.  That album is the half live, half studio effort Ummagumma.  That's  correct, Ummagumma!

It's near perfection.  The only thing that would make the album better would have been the inclusion of a live version of "Interstellar Overdrive."  The song was recorded with the intent of inclusion upon the album, so perhaps some day we'll get a release with a bonus track version, but I wouldn't hold my breath.  The brand new 2016 reissues didn't feature the track.  But I digress.

What is it that makes Ummagumma a perfect album you ask, or, at least, you should be asking if you're not.   One, there's the symmetry.  Each band member was required to submit half an LP side worth of material for the studio portion of the album.  David Gilmour famously remarked his contribution to the album, "The Narrow Way (Parts 1-3)," were little more than fits of "desperation," just him "waffling about, tracking bits and pieces together" while in the recording studio.

I think my 11-year-old daughter would agree with that assessment, having remarked something to the effect "it's just a bunch of parts strung together that don't belong."  Even she could hear the mismatched textures and structures.

But, I can hear you saying, "doesn't that detract from that album?   Doesn't that make Ummagumma less of an album?"  Well, no, because, even though David Gilmour was uncertain of himself while constructing his part for the record, and because of that an 11 year old can tell the piece of music is disjointed, it is precisely disjointed, it communicates a theme of Pink Floyd's, forever present in their music - alienation.

Gilmour told BBC radio he just "bullshitted through the piece."  At that point in Pink Floyd's career they were using the music, not the lyrics, to communicate alienation, so this disjointed four part movement from the guitarist is perfect, you see.

According to Theodor Adorno, social theorist and musicoloist, popular music inspires "relaxation which does not involve the effort of concentration at all."  This is a BAD thing, you understand, and Ummagumma inspires precisely the opposite of this.

While a relaxed mood may be produced by listening to Ummagumma, particularly if any mood enhancing pharmaceuticals have been ingested prior to the enjoyment of the album, it is not because Ummagumma does not involve the listener's concentration, contrary to that actually.  The album DEMANDS the listener's attention.  Otherwise, you're in for shocks or surprises, sometimes unpleasant.

Having never been exposed to the vicissitude of "Careful With that Axe Eugene" during the first 42 years of my life, I literally pissed myself the first time I heard Roger Waters scream 3:09 into the song.

The band reaches an ominous crescendo just as Waters whispers "Careful with that axe Eugene," seconds before he lets loose the barbaric yawlp that is the primordial scream that curdles blood and still to this day catches first-time listeners off-guard.  This is not a tune that invites its listeners to comfort, not at all.  Does it alienate listeners, perhaps?  It certainly challenges them and that is what makes Ummagumma such a great work.  Start to finish, it is a challenge to listeners, not comfort food, but music for the soul to grow with, chew upon, roll around in the brain pan for a while.

"Set the Controls For the Heart of the Sun," originally appearing on the sophomore Floyd album A Saucerful of Secrets but a definitive live version later appears upon Ummagumma, offers another challenge, about two thirds of the way through the tune the bottom drops out with a simulated rocket blast-off when Gilmour's guitar reeks havoc over Nick Mason's tribal drumming  around the 4:45 mark.  Hearkening to mind images of  2001: a Space Odyssey Roger Water's bass line and the keyboards of Rick Wright beep in with tonal sounds before the song begins to reconstruct itself and steer us toward conclusion.  This is the point of maximum alienation, writes Edward Macan in his chapter of Pink Floyd and Philosophy - titled Psychedelics of Alienation.

Of course, we are also presented with a live version of the "A Saucerful of Secrets" title track on Ummagumma, perhaps the most challenging of the instrumentals early Pink Floyd offered listeners.  Macan refers to it, as well as "Interstellar Overdrive," as "radical" and "utterly original musical statement(s)."

He points out that once Pink Floyd moved past its psychedelic period, post-Meddle, never again would we see the band offer its fans such complex musical structures as those found on Ummagumma, and the later side two of Meddle, "Echoes."

Waters, the group's main writer, moved toward lyrical expressions of alienation and departed from allowing the song structures to communicate this important message.  Perhaps this is why Waters himself grew increasingly frustrated with his band's fan base,  Macan writes, "Waters' ever-growing contempt for Pink Floyd's enormous post-Meddle fan base is well known.  As the 1970s wore on, he became increasingly frustrated with what he perceived as the audience's indifference to the sophisticated analysis of alienation and the critiques of contemporary society he undertook on Dark Side of the Moon, Wish You Were Here and Animals."

Simply put, Waters fucked up.  If he wanted the fans to continue to "get it," meaning comprehend what he was trying to communicate lyrically, maybe he needed to concentrate more stylistically on keeping the complicated structures Floyd had utilized in its early days.  Instead, the group hired produced Bob Ezrin, composed songs with more and more commercial appeal structure wise, focused on how to write singles, and sold more and more records.

Had they not made those moves and stayed true to their psychedelic roots, maybe Waters would have been more fulfilled philosophically, albeit at the likely expense of the vast amounts of wealth and fame that came with success,  The fan base may not have swelled to the enormity that Pink Floyd enjoys today, or during its heyday, but the fans in the know would truly be in the know.


Thursday, June 23, 2016

Incense & Peppermints: Pass Time With the Strawberry Alarmclock

There are a few songs from the 60s and 70s that REALLY stuck with me from my childhood.  Songs that I associate with my father heavily in some sense or another, because of a random memory here or there, or something.

The Zombies' Time of the Season is one such song.  I know it was my mom and dad's "special" song.  It's a trippy tune and I dig it,  Another is House of the Rising Sun by the Animals and there's I Saw Her Standing There.  Most people think immediately of the Beatles, but for me the Pink Fairies' take on the song comes to mind instead. There is one song I really have a strong memory of, and its just me, dad, his old car, and a very cool song driving somewhere down the Florida coast.  Since Father's day is just past and yesterday, June 21st, 2016, marked the one-year anniversary of the last day I saw my father alive, I thought I'd share that memory and the song.

Its actually one of the earliest songs I can recall ever hearing come on over the radio in my dad's old Dodge Charger and digging and it belongs to the psychedelic then sextet band Strawberry Alarm Clock and its off their 1967 album of the same name, Incense and Peppermints.  Of course, by this time, 1976ish, the group had broken up long before in the year of my birth (1971) and the song was already slipping into "oldie" status, but it was new to me.

In recent days I've added the LP to my record collection, as well as the group's sophomore effort Wake Up... It's Tomorrow.  While I love the debut album and have a special attachment to the title track, Wake Up... It's Tomorrow is the better album in spite of the fact it did not produce a follow up hit single nor did it match the sales of the debut 12".

Incense and Peppermints leads off with the excellent eight and half minute epic The World's On Fire, but the remainder of side one, while solid, does not stand out.  Side Two opens with the killer psychedelic romp Rainy Day Mushroom Pillow, a bonafide classic.  That's followed with a couple tunes that feel like filler bits - Paxton's Back Street Carnival and Hummin' Happy - before the album reaches its crescendo with its three outstanding closing tracks Pass Time With The SAC, Incense and Peppermints and Unwind With the Clock.  The biggest lament here is Japanese bonus track Birdman of Alkatrash is left off the main album because it also is a great track.

Wake Up jumps right in with an avant garde number, Nightmare of Percussion, one of my favorites on the album, with drummer Randy Seol taking a turn up front on vocals and at the fore with some killer percussion.  Soft Skies, No Lies is a lighthearted romp that gets us to the meat of side one.  Tomorrow, with Randy's drumming and Mark Weitz' keys featured really pops, then... oh my, we have the most amazing track this band ever produced - They Saw The Fat One Coming!  This song is too surreal to describe.  It must be heard to be appreciated.  Ed King, Lee Freeman and Group provide the haunting vocals.  The bongos are great, the guitar solo chilling, the brush strokes with the drums by Randy are awesome, the sitar perfect.  "They gathered at the church on Sunday and turned the House of God into a place of violence."  That line will always stick with me, and then, it bleeds into the next killer, chilling, haunting song, Curse of the Witches.  Delivered in a stilted vocal style, it still works, and this songs sends chills down my spine, and there's a xylophone.

Then you flip the record over.  And the damn thing is just as good, almost.  It leads off with Sit With the Guru, a psychedelic classic.  Go Back (You're Going the Wrong Way) is a fun group vocal tune.  Pretty Song From Psych-Out, a tune that originally appeared in the Dick Clark Produced, American International motion picture "Psych-Out" the year prior to the album's release, is up next. followed by a low point, Sitting on a Star.

The record closes with the Black Butter trilogy - Black Butter, Past, Black Butter, Present, Black Butter, Future - primarily a concoction of guitarist, sitarist, vocalist Lee Freeman.  In all, the three pieces combined last around six minutes and close out the record nicely.

The third Strawberry Alarmclock record isn't one that interested me much.  While five of the original six members were still playing in the group, with Gary Lovetro having left after the debut, the record label had handcuffed the group to an extent and refused to let them write all their own material after the did not produce a hit with their second album.  (To me this is a stunner because at least four of the songs should have been huge hits, especially They Saw the Fat One Coming.)  The group had only been allowed to contribute one original song to side one, Lee Freeman and Ed King's A Million Smiles Away.  The remainder of the groups original material was relegated to side two.

The rhythm section, Randy Seol and George Bunnell, departed before the group's fourth album,   Ed King moved to bass, Jimmy Pittman was brought in to sing and play guitar and Gene Gunnels joined on drums.

In 2010 Lee Freeman passed away.

In 2012 most of the original group, including original band leader Mark Weitz, drummer Randy Seol and bassist George Bunnell, along with Gene Gunnels, and newcomer (since 1986) Howie Anderson on guitar reunited and recorded and released a new album, titled Wake Up Where You Are.

The Strawberry Alarmclock's Officical Website can be found here.