6. THE INDIA SONG 2:18
(Andy Hummel)
7. WHEN MY BABY’S BESIDE ME 3:20
(Bell-Chilton)
8. MY LIFE IS RIGHT 3:03
(Bell-Eubanks)
9. GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE 3:23
(Bell-Chilton)
10. TRY AGAIN 3:32
(Bell-Chilton)
11. WATCH THE SUNRISE 3:41
(Bell-Chilton)
12. ST 100/6 0:56
(Bell-Chilton)
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RADIO CITY
13. O MY SOUL* 5:35
(Chilton)
14. LIFE IS WHITE 3:17
(Chilton-Hummel)
15. WAY OUT WEST 2:46
(Hummel)
16. WHAT’S GOING AHN 2:38
(Chilton-Hummel)
17. YOU GET WHAT YOU DESERVE 3:05
(Chilton)
18. MOD LANG 2:43
(Chilton-Rosebrough)
19. BACK OF A CAR 2:43
(Chilton-Hummel)
20. DAISY GLAZE 3:50
(Chilton-Hummel-Stephens)
21. SHE’S A MOVER 3:10
(Chilton)
22. SEPTEMBER GURLS 2:47
(Chilton)
23. MORPHA TOO 1:28
(Chilton)
24. I’M IN LOVE WITH A GIRL 1:46
(Chilton)
All selections published by Almo Music Corp./Koala Music ASCAP
TOTAL TIME: 73:00
Total time has been rounded off to the nearest minute
STEREO (except * MONO)
ALEX CHILTON – guitar, vocals
CHRIS BELL – guitar, vocals (#1-12 only)
ANDY HUMMEL – bass, vocals
JODY STEPHENS – drums
Recorded at Ardent Studios in Memphis
Summer and Fall 1972 (#1-12)
Fall 1973 (#13-24)
Engineer – John Fry
Remastered in 1990 at Sound Mastering, Ltd., London.
Selections #1-12 originally released as #1 Record (Ardent 2803);
Selections #13-24 as Radio City (Ardent 2806).
Front cover design – Phil Smee (Waldos, London)
Layout – Deb Sibony
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Big
Star have long remained one of the truly essential groups. Led by
ex-Box Tops singer Alex Chilton and supported by Chris Bell (vocals,
guitar), Andy Hummel (bass) and Jody Stephens (drums), their inspired
mixture of sixties pop, powered interplay and irresistible melody
contributed to a music that was both exciting and special.
Long
deleted, the reissue of “No. 1 Record” and “Radio City”, the two albums
released during their lifespan, merely reaffirm their excellence and
deservedly brings Big Star back into focus.
“Rarely has anyone betrayed his talent so completely.”
Greil
Marcus once used this description while discussing Rod Stewart; the
same words could easily refer to Alex Chilton. But during a career
which can at best be called erratic and frustrating, his work in Big
Star will always remain innovative.
Alex Chilton emerged out of
the morass of groups playing around Memphis in the mid-sixties. He’d
begun by hanging around several local high-school bands, but
increasingly stayed with one in particular which also featured at
various times, two other hopefuls in Chris Bell and Richard Rosebrough.
Alex almost joined them, but not yet sure about taking singing
seriously, decided on college instead. Perhaps too he wasn’t convinced
by Bell’s love for British Beat, Chilton preferred Soul and when he did
finally opt for music, joining Ronnie and the DeVilles, he sang
Stax-styled R&B.
With Alex as frontman, the DeVilles grew in
confidence and profile and by 1967 had evolved into a newer
aggregation, the Box Tops. Having built a solid reputation in Memphis,
the Box Tops presented themselves at Chips Moman’s American Recording
Studio where they were subsequently passed on to staffers Dan Penn and
Spooner Oldham. It was Penn who took a demo tape compiled from material
by an untried writer, Wayne Carson Thompson, pulled off the strongest
track and gave the group a smash hit with ‘The Letter’. A wonderful
stab of blue-eyed Southern Soul, it deservedly scored in both the U.S.
and Britain, with its effortless commerciality made more special by
Chilton’s gruff, gravelly voice which came on like a gritty blues
singer rather than a pretty-boy teenager.
‘The Letter’ was
followed by the equally good ‘Neon Rainbow’, which if lacking the
immediacy of its predecessor was nonetheless strong. However, its chart
position was somewhat less secure and the Box Tops’ career seemed to
flounder almost as soon as it began. The original line-up, Chilton
(vocals), Gary Talley (lead guitar), John Evans (organ), Bill
Cunningham (bass) and Danny Smythe (drums), began to fragment; Rick
Allen joined from the Gentrys while Tom Boggs came in from Flash and
the Board of Directors, replacing the departing Smythe and Evans. In
truth it made little difference to their overall sound, at least on
record, and the changes were doubtless due to extensive touring. In the
studio the Box Tops were often augmented by American Studio staff
musicians, Chilton occasionally being the only member present on the
final cut. Several more fine singles, including ‘Soul Deep’ and ‘Cry
Like A Baby’ followed, as well as a series of patchy albums, but the
group’s career struggled on with music which was an awkward compromise
between pop and soul. Too often the material lacked the grit of
Chilton’s voice and it was he who in late 1969, ended the Box Tops’
lifespan, storming off-stage midway through a gig and out of the group
forever.
In the meantime Chris Bell was hanging around another
Memphis studio, Ardent, founded by John Fry in 1966 who ran it in
partnership with Terry Manning, another individual who’d been in Bell’s
earlier band. Chris doubled as occasional engineer and session
guitarist, a role also enjoyed by Richard Rosebrough. The two worked on
Manning’s solo album, “Home Sweet Home” released on the Enterprise
label, while at the same time Bell played on the local circuit with his
newest group, Ice Water. A trio, the band was completed by Andy Hummel
(bass), a college friend of Bell’s and Jody Stephens (drums). They
played the grab bag of English and American pub rock. Chris also had a
cache of his own songs, some of which he demoed at Ardent, songs which
would form a basis of interest when Chilton returned to Memphis in 1971.
Alex
had moved to New York when the Box Tops disintegrated, attempting a
folkie-type career with acoustic guitar and original material. He had
even attempted to lure Chris Bell into a duo, but Chris preferred to
stay at home and so, with this solo gig making little impression, Alex
decided to return to Memphis. He too could be found at Ardent studio,
piecing together sessions for an abortive solo album, which had
Rosebrough and Manning lending a hand. Although some tracks would (much
later) appear on the import collection “Lost Decade”, the project was
abandoned and Chilton teamed up with Ice Water. However, instead of
maintaining their live work, the new combination decided to retreat and
embark on some rigorous studio sessions. After one such evening the
quartet trooped out of Ardent to note the name of the supermarket
across the street, ‘Big Star Foodmarkets’, and thus Ice Water became
instead, Big Star.
Rehearsals and the recording of what became
Big Star’s debut album were spread over several months. In the meantime
Fry and Manning set up the Ardent label, tying it to a distribution
deal with Stax Records. Cargoe, a group from Tulsa, Oklahoma, was the
company’s debut offering, followed closely by “No. 1 Record.” It’s
difficult not to simply trip out superlatives when discussing this
album. It remains a glorious mesh of British-influenced pop, Los
Angeles-styled harmonies, taut edginess and studio expertise. Traces of
the Beatles, the Byrds, Badfinger and the Kinks pulsate through what is
a remarkable collection, beautifully balanced between Bell and
Chilton’s alternative preoccupations. The songs, such as ‘The Ballad Of
El Goodo’ or ‘Thirteen’ have gorgeous tunes, recalling a lost
innocence, while the snarl of ‘Don’t Lie To Me’ show the tough lack of
compromise which was the other side of the group. The production was
wonderful and the hard work and discipline resulted in a deep, mature
resonance which was the perfect foil to the songs. Released during
1972, in the midst of that period’s blundering excesses, “No. 1 Record”
was an essential breath of fresh air.
Two singles, ‘When My
Baby’s Beside Me’ and ‘Don’t Lie To Me’ were taken from the album, but
they were largely unsuccessful, as indeed was the LP itself. The
piecemeal Stax distribution system was simply insufficient and although
a new deal was struck via CBS, Ardent had become something of a lesser
priority. Tension was growing within Big Star. Chris Bell saw his role
as leader eclipsed by Chilton’s dominant personality and there was a
basic disagreement over policy – Bell preferred a studio group while
Chilton wanted them to become a live act – which similarly caused
problems. A break was inevitable, and around Christmas 1972, Chris Bell
quit his own band.
Following his departure Big Star struggled on
as a trio. Gigs, somewhat few and far between, were often haphazard and
messy and the group ground to a halt. Chilton returned to Ardent and
according to a ‘Bomp!’ retrospective, once again began a solo career,
recording with Danny Jones and Richard Rosebrough. However, this
combination quickly folded and Alex was then persuaded to rejoin
Stephens and Hummel in order to play at a local rock writers
convention. This gig has since become a legend and the response to Big
Star was so positive that they decided to reform. It has been suggested
that Chris Bell was also briefly involved, but if so then the old
animosities soon resurfaced and he again would bow out, refusing any
credit for work he may have done on some of the material making up
‘Radio City’, Big Star’s second album.
“No. 1 Record” was
certainly wonderful but “Radio City” actually managed to surpass it.
The same gasp of pop’s past history and heritage survived, but instead
of the gloss which Chris Bell’s presence added, here was a collection
of more rough and more raspy songs, with their rawness intact, tense,
brittle and exciting. ‘O My Soul’ which opens the album surely sets the
scene, the mix is erratic, the voice unpolished and the feeling of
imminent collapse adds to the power of the performance. The same seems
true of ‘She’s A Mover’, this album’s equivalent to ‘Don’t Lie To Me’
from “No. 1 Record”, where Jody Stephens’ seemingly unshakeable
determination holds everything together with some thundering, furious
drumming. This atmosphere of wild spontaneity pervades the whole album,
giving it a special quality.
The vision of the original group,
however, was still intact. ‘September Gurls’ remains one of pop’s
classic songs, with its mesmerizing chorus and Chilton’s ringing guitar
break sounding like the Byrds but played with the venom of the early
Kinks. ‘Back Of A Car’ and ‘Mod Lang’ are cut from a similar cloth,
while ‘Life Is White’ (with its madcap barrelhouse piano) and ‘Way Out
West’ show the band’s slower (I hesitate to call them ballads) side.
There are times on this album that the tension is virtually unbearable,
the ever present aura of something gradually becoming unhinged,
combined with masterly songs, somehow gets to create a remarkable
collection and makes ‘Radio City’ one of rock’s most seminal albums.
Sadly,
the corporate clumsiness which destroyed “No. 1 Record”’s hopes,
resurfaced here again. Columbia and Stax were at loggerheads,
distribution was minimal and a second brilliant collection languished
virtually ignored. Once again, disappointment caused upheavals within
the group and Andy Hummel quit. Alex and Jody remained together and
embarked on a short East Coat tour with John Lightman on bass. That
over, they went back to the studio to work on what became “Big Star 3”.
Also
variously titled “The Third Album”, “Femme Fatale” or “Sister Lovers”,
this somewhat perplexing collection remained unissued for several
years, until the myth surrounding the group grew to titanic
proportions. On occasion it sounded like a band in control, at others,
the haphazard feel of “Radio City” was pushed to the limits of
disintegration, resulting in performances which were at best,
bare-nerved, at worst, harrowing.
Chilton’s grasp of structure
seemed to be slipping away. Gaps, pauses and an eerie silence
punctuated some of the songs, others floundered to a clumsy conclusion,
resulting in a collection which was both strange and compulsive.
Matters of confusion also arose when record deals in different
countries resulted in different tracks being pulled from the whole
session, while habitual remixing by these companies added yet another
dimension.
In the meantime Big Star finally gave out, folding as
those final sessions petered to a halt while veterans such as Steve
Cropper, Tap Tarrant, Jim Dickinson and the steadfast Richard
Rosebrough came in to prop up a disintegrating dream. Chilton laid low
for a while, before emigrating again to New York and there embarking on
a stammering, shambolic solo career. Among many sidelines, he produced
Chris Stamey’s solo single ‘The Summer Sun’ adding some guitar in the
process and issued his own rough E.P. “The Singer Not The Song”, both
of which appeared on Ork Records. A remake of the Seeds’ classic ‘Can’t
Seem To Make You Mine’ followed that, before a series of flawed albums,
including “Like Flies On Sherbet” showed a talent falling apart,
eliciting a voyeuristic response rather than that of excitement. His
work with ramshackle units such as Tav Falco’s Panther Burns offered
the same ragged indiscipline, although his best ‘outside’ project,
producing the early singles and debut album by the Cramps, was an
inspiring combination. Mixed at Ardent Studios, the pairing of seminal
figures from the 70s and 80s brought out some brilliant performances.
Out
of all his extra-curricular activity, the most poignant moments came on
‘You And Your Sister’, the flipside of Chris Bell’s lone solo single,
released on the Car label in 1978. Recorded at Ardent it featured Alex
singing in the background and recalled all of the acoustic beauty
present on “No. 1 Record”. The top side, ‘I Am The Cosmos’ was equally
wonderful; Big Star music in all but name, carrying with it the same
haunting depth. Since leaving the Star, Bell had been working on a solo
album and had even made a trip to London, hoping to find a deal in
Britain. Sadly no one picked up the option and the collection remains
unreleased, save for the two tracks making up the 45. Tragically this
was the last record Chris Bell made, as he died in a car crash just
outside Memphis in December 1979. At that point he was working in his
father’s restaurant, depressed and out of music. Although overshadowed
by the Alex Chilton presence, Chris Bell’s contribution to the
greatness was that Big Star must not be underestimated or overlooked.
It
seems an appalling end to a group who offered such limitless potential.
But if that career was cut short, at least now it is possible to enjoy
again the optimism, fire and inventiveness that was Big Star.
BRIAN HOGG
August 1986
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There’s
a lot of truth to the statement that art lives on, long after the
artists has gone or changed directions. This is certainly the case with
Big Star, a Memphis band forged out of a willful vision, whose brief
existence profoundly affected scores of artists spearheading the
post-punk/alternative power pop schools of music throughout the
Eighties and Nineties.
R.E.M., the Replacements, Game Theory,
the Posies, Teenage Fanclub, Primal Scream, Bill Lloyd, This Mortal
Coil, the Bangles, Steve Wynn, and the dBs (Peter Holsapple and Chris
Stamey) are just a few of the artists who have acknowledged a huge debt
to Big Star.
During the early Seventies, rock was groping around
in a muddle of overblown symphonic statements and pyrotechnical
overkill. The idea of creating well-crafted Anglo-power pop was, more
than likely, perceived as a quaint notion, practiced by nonprogressive
nostalgia lovers. For most rock radio listeners, Big Star was
hopelessly out of step.
In their hometown of Memphis, the birthplace of blues, rockabilly, and soul, Big Star was also an anomaly.
“We
were all Anglophiles. If it came from England, it must be good. That
was our view,” laughed John Fry, Big Star’s producer/engineer and owner
of Ardent Recording. “We ordered every English import that we could
get, in the pure form, the way it was mastered and recorded. We felt
the only good records from outside of England were R&B records, and
half of them were made in Memphis.
“I think that’s what’s
interesting about Big Star, is you had people who grew up on, in, and
around R&B, who then became Anglophiles,” Fry continued, “and that
makes for an interesting combination of influences.”
While
mid-period Beatles, Kinks, and the Byrds (an American band) were
influences, it’s obvious that Big Star’s earthy roots gave the genre a
uniquely fresh face, displaying vocal and instrumental parts that were
simultaneously delicate and edgy. They possessed a capacity to deliver
innocence and believable vulnerability in a fashion that a million
cloying singer/songwriters could never accomplish, and turn around and
rock with reckless conviction, thanks in no small part to Jody
Stephens’s concisely splashy drumming and Andy Hummel’s melodic
meat-and-potatoes bass work.
Underneath the careful layers of
ringing guitars and shimmering harmonies, Big Star’s music always
conveyed a kind of frailty, a sense that things could fly apart or
evaporate at almost any moment. It was a tension that gave their sound
an unsettling beauty.
In a sense, their art truly reflected
their world. By the time their 1972 debut (#1 Record) was released, Big
Star was struggling to hang together. Chris Bell, who along with Alex
Chilton wrote the bulk of the songs, parted ways and divided up the
remainder of their co-written tunes, before the recording of Radio
City. Nevertheless, Bell’s influence is pervasive throughout the album.
“Chris
had an awful lot to do with the sonic part of Radio City, and its
vision,” stated Fry. “There are somewhere between two and four tracks
on Radio City that Chris had a hand in writing, where he said, ‘We’ll
get rid of my interest in those.’ ‘Back Of A Car’ was certainly one of
those. You can probably figure the rest out by listening to them.”
It
has been said that art should create the sense that time has stopped.
Big Star transcended normal escapist pop convention by creating music
that somehow froze moments that were concurrently vibrant and
startlingly brilliant, yet oddly spent. It was a picture of hanging on
to youthful dreams, already fraying at the edges.
Somehow, Big
Star could make you feel good, in the face of dashed expectations and
decay. It’s that realness, in the band’s lyrics and urgently bright
sound, which has allowed Big Star’s vision to endure way beyond its
brief lifespan. There’s no doubt that something truly timeless has been
achieved here, and Big Star will continue to touch many more in the
coming years.
– Rick Clark
Memphis, 1992
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