During my first few weeks at the Record Store, one of the new releases I got to deal with was the new Tesla, Bust a Nut. My boss cracked open a copy to play in store, but he wasn’t impressed.
“It sounds the same…” he remarked. “It’s just the same.”
Gosh, Tesla didn’t go grunge or rap in 1994? What a crime. No, instead Tesla stubbornly continued, as they always have, without bowing to trends. Bust a Nut wasn’t a successful album, but it was a damn good one. To call Bust a Nut “the same” sells it short. It sounded like Tesla, but a tad heavier and more diverse. Of course, this being Tesla, there must be ballads too.
“The Gate” invites you in via chugging guitars and squealing six-strings. It merges into “Invited”, a hell of a fine introduction. “Invited” reflects the light and shade of Tesla in one song: the mournful acoustic verses, the heavy and catchy choruses, all grounded in a solid classic rock vibe. Tommy Skeoch and Frank Hannon made one fine guitar duo, and the layers of instrumental goodness will keep you interested and digging for more. Heavier still is “The Solution”, which is about as metal as Tesla have ever been. Songs about environmental conservation are more relevant than ever: “Mother nature’s on her knees, and we’re the reason for her disease.” Very true, Jeff Keith. “If we’re gonna make it through tomorrow, the solution is to make a change today.” Tesla have never used such a grinding, detuned riff like this before. What’s this about it being “just the same”? Tesla didn’t go grunge, but they were able to go harder within their own style.
A brilliant track called “Shine Away” uses the soft/loud dynamic popularized by grunge, but that chorus is brighter than the sun. Enjoy some patented Tesla guitar harmonies which always sound as if inspired by Thin Lizzy, though this time verging on Iron Maiden! Time to cool things down with a ballad, and “Try So Hard” is a lovely one in the acoustic mold. A good variety of tunes occupy the rest of side one, but the next obvious standout is “Action Talks”. This is as angry as Tesla get, even dropping a “fuck you!” in the lyrics. It’s difficult to imagine that the same band can do “Action Talks” and “Try So Hard”!
Bluegrass and heavy bluesy rock collide on “Mama’s Fool”, as Tesla have never been afraid to mix genres. Sharp fans will recognize the opening and closing acoustic patterns as the same as “Government Personnel” from Psychotic Supper (1991). A slamming beat drives the tense “Cry”, a killer track based on a simple riff. Dig that theremin! “Rubberband” returns to the soft/loud format, and the loud part is fucking killer. The chorus goes on for days and sticks like glue. Another heavy groove called “Earthmover” earns its title, but some of the best tracks on side two are the ballads. “A Lot to Lose” is likeable, and “Wonderful World” begins with a southern acoustic flavour. Best of all is the fun closer, the old Joe South hit “Games People Play”. It’s Tesla-fied, and the sitar is ditched in favour of more traditional rock instrumentation. It’s transformed into a soul-gospel-rock and roll good time.
Tesla fired Tommy Skeoch (too many drug problems) and went down to a quartet before splitting up. Thankfully they have enjoyed a long and quality-driven reunion since 2001. Bust a Nut is an unsung highlight of their catalogue, and an album you’d be well advised to pick up.
There is an informal rule that a band should have at least three albums out before they entertain the idea of a live or “greatest hits” release. Aerosmith obviously had lots of albums out in 1994, but on two different labels: Columbia, and Geffen. Their 1994 best of, not-so-cleverly titled Big Ones, drew from only three Geffen albums. Therein lies its weakness, though Aerosmith have often had issues trying to balance their classic and pop hit eras on compilations. Big Ones is easily made redundant by later compilations, but how is it for a straight listen?
A long one: 73 minutes with lots of hits and perhaps a few too many ballads, although there is no denying their chart power.
Three songs were new to the majority of buyers. “Deuces Are Wild” was a fine ballad, one of their best from this era. It wasn’t entirely new; it was written for Pump and considered for Get A Grip before being released in 1993 on the Beavis and Butt-head Experience CD. The other two were brand new recordings: “Walk on Water” and “Blind Man”. Fans who dug the heavy Aerosmith on tunes like “Eat the Rich” will enjoy “Walk on Water” as one of their harder rockers. OK song, but long forgotten now. Unfortunately “Blind Man” is just another ballad, this one similar to “What It Takes” from Pump. It’s the better of the two new songs, but sadly another ballad is not what Big Ones needed.
Making this CD even less valuable to buyers, every single track is on the later album Young List: The Aerosmith Anthology (2001). Even the three new songs!
Otherwise Big Ones plays much like a run-though of Aerosmith’s radio staples that you can hear on the FM dial just about everywhere. Each and every big hit from the three massive Geffen albums is here. How often do you need to hear “Crazy”, “Cryin'”, “Amazing”, “Janie”, “Rag Doll”, “Angel”, “Dude”, “Elevator” and the rest? That is up to you.
SAMMY HAGAR – “Give to Live” (1987 Geffen 12″ single)
Sammy Hagar released his solo album I Never Said Goodbye in 1987, right when he was still in Van Halen. It was co-produced by Sammy and Eddier himself. It was a mixed bag, with some killer tunes and a few things that were far too wimpy. A couple singles were released, and “Give to Live” was the best. As a power ballad, it probably could have suited any of the Van Hagar albums except For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge. That’s Eddie on bass, by the way, and listen to how great he is. No surprise, right? When you’re as great at music as Eddie Van Halen is, it must be hard for other musicians to cut it in his eyes. (Cough cough Michael Anthony cough.)
Also on the A-side is album opener “When the Hammer Falls”, an OK rock track. As discussed in the album review for I Never Said Goodbye, “When the Hammer Falls” has a good riff but not much of a chorus. That’s too bad since it was one of the hardest rockers on the LP. (And just listen to Eddie’s bass…again!) you can’t hit a homerun every time, though there’s nothing here to be embarrassed of.
If you buy the single, there’s no point unless you get the 12″ with the non-album bonus track. On the B-side you will find the full-length version of “Standin’ at the Same Old Crossroads”, which was only 1:46 on album. It served as an introduction to the song “Privacy”, but on this single it’s unedited. This is a real treat for fans of Sammy’s underappreciated guitar playing. The song is just Sammy and an electric slide guitar, bluesing it up. The intro is longer and there’s a lot more playing than the album version. Stuff like this is the reason to have B-sides and buy singles in the first place.
“The best revenge is to live well.” — Don Dokken’s liner notes. Passive aggressive much?
Dokken imploded in 1989 not with a bang but a whimper. Rather than remembering the live album they finished with (Beast From the East), people recall the animosity and bitter attacks in the rock press. George Lynch and Mick Brown began Lynch Mob, while Jeff Pilson formed War & Peace. Don Dokken meanwhile was cooking up a hot new band. The only issue was the name. The ex-members, who owned a stake in the Dokken name, refused to let Don use it. They also shot down the names “Dokken II” and “DKN”. (Reportedly Dokken was told if he wanted to just use the vowels “OE” for his new band, that would be fine with the others!) Don was understandably upset that he couldn’t use his own last name for his name, so he opted to bill himself as Don Dokken the solo artist.
His solo band was a killer. Fresh out of Europe with a smash hit album under his belt, John Norum joined on guitar. Billy White from the thrash metal band Watchtower was the second guitar player, giving Dokken a double guitar lineup (or three if you count Don himself). King Diamond’s Mikkey Dee was aboard on drums, several years away from joining Motorhead (and now Scorpions). Rounding out the band was veteran Accept bassist Peter Baltes, who played with Dokken in their earliest days.
With all this burning anger coupled with tremendous instrumental firepower, one might expect Don to come back rockin’ harder than ever. His solo album Up From the Ashes was a down-ratchet from Dokken, slightly, with an emphasis on melodic rock. It did however continue the core Dokken sound, with some biting and very Lynch-like guitar riffs.
Entering with the kind of jagged riffs that made Dokken famous, “Crash ‘N Burn” sounds almost exactly like Don’s old band. Hard rock, smooth vocals, and six-string acrobatics. There is no familiar Jeff Pilson backing vocal, but Peter Baltes and John Norum get the job done. The incredibly impressive guitar histrionics are clearly not George Lynch, but fans will love what John and Billy White cooked up. A strong follow-up called “1000 Miles Away” sits in a comfortable mid-tempo rock zone. It’s not a ballad, it’s not a rocker, but it’s somewhere in between. Hit material. The album’s single was a track called “Mirror Mirror”, with a stuttery Van Halen riff. The lyrics are very telling:
“Mirror mirror, on the wall, Seven years, I survived them all, Mirror mirror, tell me more, If that was love, then love is war.”
Dokken had a roughly seven-year long life as a recording band, so think what you will.
A lot of Up From the Ashes fits into a nice little hard rock box, a little smoother around than edges than classic Dokken, but strong as ever. “When Some Nights” has a similar vibe to “1000 Miles Away”, and there are many others. No real weak songs abide within. There are only a few that are head and shoulders standouts. Among these is “Living a Lie”, a sharp Norum co-write with a Europe-like sound. Also up there, “Give It Up” is a brief blast of rock. “Stay” leans in a slightly more pop direction, successfully so.
Drony ballads are less impressive. “When Love Finds a Fool” is fortunately the only one, which does at least boast some impressive musical contributions from all the players. The momentum is killed by starting side two with this slow Scorpions-wannabe. Another issue is a slightly damp production, which makes the drums sound woefully underpowered. This is a shame since Mikkey Dee is such a drum demon.
With Up From the Ashes, Don re-established himself. Nobody could accuse him of leaning on George Lynch. With the benefit of 20/20 hindsight, this band really should have been called Dokken.
When speaking of Aerosmith “classics”, fans often skip over the 80’s or 90’s and talk singly about the 1970’s. This is unfair to 1989’s Pump, a bonafide classic indeed, a rebirth, an all-too-brief twinkling of Aerosmith turning back the clock and smoothly kicking your behind. Sure, Permanent Vacation brought them back from the dead and provided three surprise hit singles. But that album wasn’t as laser-focused as Pump.
Teaming up for a second time with the late great Canadian producer extraordinaire Bruce Fairbairn, Aerosmith (and co-writers) cooked a short and sweet batch up. 10 songs, all to the point and done “just right”. That’s how Aerosmith albums were in the 70’s, and Pump is as close as they have ever been able to touch that magical golden era.
Incidentally, if you’re curious about how this album was made, there was an excellent behind the scenes doc called The Making of Pump that was out on VHS. The band were clearly riding a wave of energy, it was palpable in the studio. There was some conflict but it all seemed productive. There was a surplus of songs. Titles such as “Looking Up Your Old Address” and “News For You Baby” were dropped in favour of stronger songs — the 10 on Pump.
“Young Lust” and “F.I.N.E.” have always seemed to work as a supercharged pair. The band sound young, therefore “Young Lust”! Joey Kramer on the skins propels the whole thing forward, aided and abetted by Tom Hamilton’s unmistakable bass slink. Whitford and Perry — locked on to target, supporting and boosting each other’s licks. And Steven Tyler, always the centrepiece, keeping the attention focused on the hooks. “I got a brand new record, and I gotta play,” he sings, and you have to believe it. When Aerosmith have all five members firing at peak performance, then you have one hell of a lethal weapon.
We don’t need to address “Love in an Elevator”; it’s all been said. All you really need to focus on when listening to this overplayed radio staple is the musicianship. All these years later, it’s still smoking hot. Hamilton’s bass rides that riff like a surfer.
Aerosmith weren’t a preachy band, but they were pretty open about their drug usage and recovery. “Monkey On My Back” was their first real statement about this subject.
“I made believe the devil made me do it, I was the evil leader of the pack, You best believe I had it all and then I blew it, Feedin’ that fuckin’ monkey on my back.”
The reborn Aerosmith infuse it with all the energy and greasy groove required to make their point. They’re a better band without the powders; deal with it!
“Janie’s Got a Gun” is another track we don’t need to delve into deeply. It was an innovative and daring track for the time; a real statement from Tyler. He fought hard for his lyrics. “Put a bullet in his brain” was changed to “Left him out in the rain” on some edits, which robs the song of its shocking impact. In my opinion, the real moment people started to pay attention was that line. And incidentally, this is one of the best songs to watch come to life on the Making of Pump video. From the initial work on the song with writer Jim Vallance to the punching in of final vocals, you can watch the creative process like a fly on the wall.
A brief but impressive acoustic bit called “Dulcimer Stomp” was used to open side two, right before another hit single, “The Other Side”. I always appreciated that they included “Dulcimer Stomp” in the music video, even though it’s not part of the single version. “The Other Side” is probably the safest track on the album, the only one without some kind of edginess. It does boast some popping horns, a Bruce Fairbairn production trademark. Bruce is one of the players in the horn section, dubbed the Margarita Horns. “My Girl” is similarly simple and to the point, although later plagiarized for not one but two songs on 2012’s Music From Another Dimension! Much more interesting is the heavy duty “Don’t Get Mad, Get Even”. Swampy, even including didgeridoo, this is one of those Aero-blasts through the blues that Perry and Co. do so well. Just as awesome is “Voodoo Medicine Man” which is probably the most…ominous…Aerosmith track ever recorded. It is different and groove-heavy. Deeply impressive heavy rocking happening here.
Closing out with the ballad “What It Takes” was a classy move. Unlike some other ballads this band has had hits with over the years, “What It Takes” has a sincerity and authenticity that has kept it from ageing badly. The country tinge of “What It Takes” foreshadows Steve Tyler’s current solo direction, but in 1989 this was just slightly different for the band. Listen for a callback to “F.I.N.E.” from side one, and a hidden bonus track. There’s an unlisted track of acoustic instrumental jamming, an outtake from the sessions, at the very end. Even incidental bits like “Going Down” and “Dulcimer Stomp” are given their own titles on the CD, but this last jam is left a surprise.
This rare limited edition version of Pump comes in a “leather case”. There is an outer slipcase, and an inner digipack. It was manufactured as a promo and then later sold as a limited release at retail. It’s cool and looks sharp, but there is nothing else exclusive about this release. It’s a cool find if you happen upon one in your travels, but sticking with the zillions-selling regular CD edition will do you just F.I.N.E. fine.
SAMMY HAGAR – Sammy Hagar / I Never Said Goodbye (1987 Geffen)
Remember when everybody in the Van Hagar camp just loved each other? Things were so happy in Van Hagar, that Sammy released a solo album in 1987 and nobody got mad. Hell, Eddie himself co-produced it and played bass! Hagar was obligated to do another solo album to get out of his contract with Geffen, and so the self-titled Sammy Hagar was recorded quickly. Sammy apparently forgot he released another album also called Sammy Hagar in 1977, so this one was re-titled I Never Said Goodbye. (I still call it Sammy Hagar.)
There was something particularly weird about this release on cassette. I had a version, purchased from Columbia House around 1989-1990, with a bizarre cover. The J-card was designed to fold around outside the cassette shell. I’m not sure why to this day, and I’ve never seen another copy like it. The artwork was obviously designed to fold on the outside rather than the inside, but I’ll never figure out why.
All the members of Van Halen even appeared in Sammy’s video for “Hands and Knees”. The plot was simple, and perhaps a foreshadowing of things to come. A bored Hagar calls his bandmates (including nextdoor neighbor Eddie) to jam, but nobody’s interested. Instead, Hagar jams with a group of robots! “Hands and Knees” was an odd choice for a first single, being a dark and slow mood tune. The video guaranteed attention, and still garners a chuckle today (albeit a sad one, knowing these guys aren’t pals anymore). I love Michael Anthony’s huge brick of a cell phone. The video was better than the song, though it does have a killer of a chorus. It’s clear if you listen that Eddie Van Halen is one damn fine bassist too. Are you surprised?
One thing about this album, though: it’s really commercial. Like way, way more pop even than 5150. It’s no surprise that some writers like the esteemed Martin Popoff have slagged this album. The production has an airy 80’s feel, not enough oomph. The opening track “When the Hammer Falls” is a hard rocker, but it could have been thicker with more meat. Not that it would have helped too much. The chorus on this one is pretty weak, which is too bad since the riff is good enough for rock and roll.
The second single, which Van Halen used to let Sammy play live acoustically, is “Give to Live”. Van Halen’s version can be found on 1993’s Live: Right here, right now. Hagar’s studio original is unabashedly pop, bombastic…and good. I admit I still enjoy this very cheesy ballad. Hagar is rarely profound, and neither is “Give to Live”, but it’s a nice song indeed.
A shitty synth (?) horn section urinates all over “Boy’s Night Out”. Speaking of synth, “Returning Home” is all but unpalatable. This is one of Sammy’s UFO yarns, a story of a guy returning back to Earth to find it wrecked. “I saw the ruins, once the smoke cleared, once upon returning home.” It’s just sunk by all this terrible synthesizer junk and programming. The UFO has crashed into the damn mountain!
The second side surprisingly opened with some blues jamming: “Standin’ at the Same Old Crossroads”. And that would be Sammy on the slide guitar. “Crossroads” leads directly into “Privacy”, a “Radar Love” re-write that is better than “Radar Love”. Maybe I’m just sick of “Radar Love”, but “Privacy” has some smoking playing on it, proving again that Hagar is actually a pretty badass soloist. Side two on a whole is actually much better than the first. “Back Into You” is a vintage-style Hagar radio rocker. Journey must have wished they wrote “Back Into You”. The keyboard overdubs aren’t necessary but hey, it was the 80’s and this is a great little AOR rocker.
Another tune that Hagar played live with Van Halen was “Eagles Fly”. He actually presented the song to the band for 5150, but it was turned down. A live Van Halen version can be found on the 1993 single for “Jump (Live)”. He did it acoustically on stage, but the studio version is bombastic and big like “Give to Live” is. It’s a pretty impressive tune, for pop rock. David Lauser’s drumming makes the song, I’m a sucker for that rat-a-tat-tat!
The album ends on a ho-hum note, the soul-funk of “What They Gonna Say Now”, sort of this album’s “Inside” to close it out. Just not good enough. If you want to hear Eddie Van Halen playing bass up close and personal, he’s very audible here, but he’s not a flash bassist. He plays with the groove for the song.
It’s tempting to think of this album as a collection of tracks that were not right for Van Halen, and that’s mostly true. A lot of it, however, just wasn’t good enough for Van Halen. “What They Gonna Say Now” could have been a Van Halen track, but it would have been the weakest tune on 5150 if so.
Deke over at Arena Rock is reviewing Tesla’s difficult fourth album Psychotic Supper, and I can’t wait to hear what he has to say about it. Meanwhile, we’ve got Tesla’s debut Mechanical Resonance right here at mikeladano dot com! Hope you dig both.
TESLA – Mechanical Resonance (1986 Geffen)
Tesla came out of the gates with everything in its right place: a good label (Geffen), great producers (Thompson & Barbiero) and the best management you could ask for (Q Prime). The band were and are all top drawer musicians, and they had a batch of killer rootsy hard rock ready to record. Ready, set, go!
Tesla have never done anything wimpy. Whatever they do, they inject muscle into, even the ballads. “EZ Come EZ Go”, the opening salvo, is surprisingly tough for the era. Starting dark and ominous, it only takes a verse before it turns to scorch mode. Singer Jeff “JK” Keith proved his versatility immediately on this track. From whimpering tones to belting at the top of the lungs, JK did it with rasp and incredible lung power. Backing him are the underrated guitar duo of Frankie Hannon and Tommy Skeoch, a six-string tag team to rival the big boys.
“Cumin’ Atcha Live” starts with Van Halen-esque blitzing, except with two guitarists instead of one, fretboards ablaze. It takes almost a minute for the song itself to ignite! “I’m a mean machine, I’m the kind you don’t wanna meet,” warns Jeff, but I don’t believe him. Tesla were known as one of the “nice guy” bands of rock, in contrast to bad boys like Motley Crue. Troy Luccketta is a drummer with a recognizable style. You can hear it in the way he rides the cymbals. On bass, the bearded Brian Wheat, the backbone of the group. There is no let up, only a full-on rock assault.
The album generated quite a few single/videos, and “Gettin’ Better” was an easy selection. The mellow, ballady (but soulful) opening is just a feint. This turns into a good time rocker in no time. A message of positivity and perseverance is good on the ears, and it’s nice to hear a kick-ass but optimistic rock song that isn’t sung by Jon Bon Jovi. It gets heavier from here. “2 Late 4 Love” is not a Def Leppard song, nor Prince. It is however pure metal. Early Tesla seemed to be a bit more metallic in nature. With a Motley chug and a Dokken vibe, it’s not really representative of where Tesla was headed, but it’s good enough. “Rock Me To the Top” occupies a similar chug with high quality results. Finally, ending the first side is “We’re No Good Together” which actually has some soft, Cars-like synth in the background. This slow, bluesy number sure picks up at the ending. Jeff Keith really turned in an excellent lead vocal, especially for the slow, soulful parts. What a singer!
“Modern Day Cowboy” is one of Tesla’s trademark tunes today. There’s that cowboy motif, so popular in the 80’s that you’d think we all rode steel horses. Although it is now a Tesla classic, I actually don’t think it’s one of the better tunes on the album. It’s a fine, serviceable hard rocker, with edge, drama, acoustics and the works thrown in, but it doesn’t have the melodic sensibilities that most of the album has. The guitars sure do smoke.
Nothing wrong with a little piano in a rock ballad, is there? “Changes” is a great, heavy ballad with loads of guitars and tasteful keys too. I don’t even think I should be calling this a ballad. It burns rubber like there’s no tomorrow when it’s time for it.
Since this time, Tesla have become known for performing some amazing covers, both hits and obscure. “Little Suzi” is the first, and I’d never heard of the band Ph.D. of whom this is a cover. Even if I had, Tesla’s version of the song is diametrically opposed to the dramatic synthpop original, which was titled “Little Suzi’s on the Up”. Tesla do it as a folksy, bonfire acoustic/electric rocker complete with a pretty acoustic intro. It is instantly likeable. Bon Jovi once said “the way to tell if a song is good is to see if it works acoustically.” If that is true, then Tesla have proven this of “Little Suzi”.
Similarly upbeat and irresistible is “Love Me”, featuring a juicy talkbox solo by Tommy Skeoch. The song has a nice big riff and plenty of hooks to go around. Even though that’s 10 songs and plenty enough for an album, it ain’t over next. “Cover Queen” is a smoky rocker with ammunition to spare, but it is “Before My Eyes” that is the pièce de résistance. It’s risky to close an album with a slow, trippy long bomber (5:31, longest on the album). “Before My Eyes” is not an instant love, but over time it grows and grows. The psychedelic voices at the end can be heard to be saying “Is it a dream?” over and over, very trippy indeed!
What a debut, and as incredible as it is, some would say that the follow-up The Great Radio Controversy was even better.
This review comes by request of, well, several readers. Done With Mirrors was Aerosmith’s first record on their new deal with Geffen. That means it wasn’t included in the massive 13 disc Box of Fire that I reviewed recently. I intended to get around to Done With Mirrors anyway, but the reader anticipation adds an interesting sort of pressure.
I know some people, like Deke over at Arena Rock, hold this album in high esteem. “36 minutes of classic Aerorock,” in his books. I know that Done With Mirrors is a bit of a cult favourite album in some ways. The band ignore all but one song in their live sets, but some fans have loved it since it came out. I think it’s possible that some readers, knowing my love for underdog albums, are hoping I’m going to come out with some really appreciative glowing observations about the album.
The fact of the matter is, I’ve never been a fan of this album. “Let the Music Do the Talking” is probably my second favourite Aero-tune ever, right after “Chip Away the Stone”. As an album, I have always found Done With Mirrors to be so-so at best, and I’ve never really warmed up to it over the years. Why is that?
I decided to do something different for this review, and listen to the album as background music while working on something else. I came away with some strong impressions, so I immediately gave it another listen. Rather than go song-by-song, I’d rather just talk about the feeling I get from the album now.
I used to think the production (by Ted Templeman) sucked. I think it could use some embellishment, but hot damn! Aren’t Joey’s drums sounding fucking awesome? Yes they are. I’d say Joey’s the MVP on Done With Mirrors, as he is so rock solid consistent right through!
I used to think the songs (all but “Let the Music Do the Talking”) were pretty much just crap. I think anyone would have to admit that these are not the catchiest tunes Aerosmith have ever written in their storied career. They do, however, rock. They rock hard. “My Fist Your Face” is exactly what it sounds like — a fist right in your face!
I used to think that Steve and the band sounded tired compared to the earlier material, or what came after. I still think that’s true, but even tired, Aerosmith were capable of blowing out the speakers with bluesy riffs and Steve’s scats. If you pay attention to the lyrics, you’ll hear that Steve’s as sassy as ever. I love the name-dropping of “Joe Perry, oooh Mr. Style.”
Compared to, say, Pump, Done With Mirrors doesn’t fare too well. Letting it stand on its own and just enjoying it as a batch of rockers, it’s actually not as bad as I remembered. Maybe all these years I just haven’t been letting it in.
Big surprise: How swampy and cool “She’s On Fire” is. No idea why it never clicked with me before. I can say the same for a few songs on this album. While very few would make my own personal road tapes, there aren’t any to skip. It’s a fair chunk of solid, hard rocking Aerosmith. No ballads, no fluff, no embarrassing forays into other genres.
Finally, gotta love the cover art and double meaning. I’ve always been fond of the packaging way before hearing the album.
I don’t own this CD. Never have, actually. I gave it enough in-store play (only while working alone!) that I have no problem reviewing it. This Greatest Hits CD dates back to 1994, the year I first started working at the Record Store. As such, it was the first ever official Whitesnake Greatest Hits CD, the first of many. The band had been broken up for about four years at that point. Even by 1994 standards, it was only an OK release. It did contain some rare tracks, but was limited to Whitesnake’s 1984-1989 Geffen output only. For budget-priced collections, I would recommend the cheaper 20th Century Masters – The Millennium Collection because it still has all the hit singles from that period at a lower price. For fans who need more, the much better Whitesnake Gold or Silver Anniversary Collection make a more complete picture with more rarities and deep album cuts. These of course weren’t available in 1994. Today music buyers have a lot more to choose from.
One inclusion that some listeners may not enjoy about Greatest Hits is the version of “Here I Go Again” chosen. This is not the well-known album version that most people have heard. This is the “single remix” with different guitar solos (by guest Dan Huff) and more keyboards. Some radio stations do play it from time to time, but I think most casual buyers would listen to this and say, “I don’t like it as much”. And nor do I, but it is a rarity.
Otherwise, this album (like 20th Century Masters) contains every hit single from the period, and nothing from the blues-based records before. It does feature some other cool rarities: the B-side “Sweet Lady Luck” featuring Steve Vai, “Looking For Love”, and “You’re Gonna Break My Heart Again”. However, with the many compilations and remasters released since 1994, these songs are no longer hard to find. “Sweet Lady Luck” was even released on a Steve Vai boxed set!
Rounding out this selection of hits and rare tracks are deeper album cuts. These are include the glossy Kashmir-esque “Judgement Day”, “Crying in the Rain ’87”, “Slow Poke Music” and the wicked “Slide It In”. They help balance out the ballad-y hits that Whitesnake were adept at writing.
Interestingly, when this album was released, David Coverdale assembled a new, shortlived Whitesnake and toured for it. That version of Whitesnake included former members Rudy Sarzo and Adrian Vandenberg, both of the 1987-1990 version of the band. It also included drummer Denny Carmassi (Coverdale-Page) and guitarist Warren DeMartini (Ratt). Shame that no live recordings from this version of the band have never been released. The band disolved for several year again after this, only to reform in 1997 with a new lineup including Carmassi and Vandenberg.
This album is only mildly better than 20th Century Masters, but is inferior to the more recent, more comprehensive compilations I have mentioned. Buy at a sensible price point.
Following the demise of Whitesnake and the failure of Zeppelin to mount a 1991 tour in support of their first box set, it was almost inevitable what happened next. It was something that many Zeppelin fans feared. Lead Snake David Coverdale, who was once derided as “David Coverversion” by Robert Plant, joined Plant’s erstwhile bandmate Jimmy Page in a new supergroup. Geffen’s John Kalodner (John Kalodner) helped facilitate this move which should have generated sales over 10 million units. Unfortunately another thing also happened in 1991: grunge.
The shame of it is that Coverdale-Page is a stunning rock album. For years it haunted my bargain bins, simply because of the hard rock stigma that permeated the 1990’s. Many fans refused to listen to it, others simply chose to mock superficial elements of it, such as Coverdale’s man-shrieks. The fact that Page was looking and sounding great should be enough to warrant multiple listens by any serious rock fan. He hadn’t released any new material since 1988’s Outrider. As for Coverdale, it was a chance to get back to his bluesy rock roots, something he expressed a desire to do shortly after Whitesnake’s dissolution.
The studio band weren’t hacks either. Ricky Phillips had played bass with Neal Schon and Jonathan Cain in Bad English, and he’s been in Styx for ages now. Drummer Denny Carmassi was in Montrose (that’s him on the cover of the classic 1973 self-titled record) among many stellar bands, and he later did a stint in Whitesnake itself. Coverdale and Page co-produced the album with veteran Mike Fraser.
Finally, the most important elements were also in place: the songs. 11 songs, most in the 5-6 minute range, make up Coverdale-Page. Those expecting or even hoping for a Zeppelin album were bound to be disappointed. Despite the “Coverversion” nickname, Cov the Gov is his own person and persona. Singing over Pagey’s classic Zeppish riffs does not a Zeppelin make. Rather, Page and Coverdale comingle over their common ground, and naturally there are elements that have a Whitesnake aura. To expect otherwise would be folly.
“Shake My Tree” was the perfect opener. Pagey’s tricky little licks have that familiar sound, immediately. Then the great lothario Cov the Gov starts howlin’…the stage was set within the first minute of the album. The closest comparison I can think of would be “Slow An’ Easy” in terms of overall vibe. Just replace Sykes’ slide guitar with Jimmy’s intricate chicken pickin’. David’s lyrics were as naughty as ever. It must have burned Robert Plant’s ass to have to sing it when he reunited with Jimmy later on himself. He seemed to be freestyling it quite a bit with David’s lyrics, barely sticking to the words at all!
“Waiting On You” would have been a radio-ready single. It has that kind of smoking hard rock riff, a killer of a chorus, and great vocals. Coverdale’s no poet, but I dig his words. “Ever since I started drinkin’, my ship’s been slowly sinkin’, so tell me what a man’s supposed to do.” Well, let me tell you David. 1) Drinking and boating is against the law, just like drinking and driving. 2) Put on your goddamn life vest!
I hesitate to call “Take Me A Little While” a ballad. I mean, it is a ballad, but it’s also a pretty good bluesy workout for David. It’s a little classier than the average “power ballad”, because hey…it’s Jimmy Page. It doesn’t sound like other ballads by other bands, because not too many bands have Jimmy Page. His playing and writing are unlike anyone else’s, he is one of the most recognizable musicians in rock and roll.
“Pride And Joy” was the first single, and what a single it was. It starts off swampy and acoustic, before Jimmy’s big Les Paul announces its presence with some big chords. Then David’s back in lothario-land, seducing “daddy’s little princess, Momma’s pride and joy.” Despite the lyrics, the song’s still a stunner. “Over Now” is also cool; a thinly veiled attack on Tawny Kitaen.
You told me of your innocence, An’ I believed it all, But your best friend is your vanity, And the mirror on the wall.
It doesn’t get any nicer from there, but musically this is one of the most Zeppelin-ish songs. While you can’t compare it to any specific song in the Zeppelin oeuvre, but it’s there in that slow relentless drum beat, the orchestration, and Pagey’s unorthodox guitar.
The closest thing to filler on Coverdale-Page is “Feeling Hot”. It’s not outstanding, but it does show off the faster side of Jimmy’s playing. It’s akin to “Wearing and Tearing” but with naughtier lyrics. Once again it is Jimmy’s playing that I’m tuned in to. That continues with “Easy Does It” which begins acoustically. Like most acoustic moments on the album (and like Zeppelin), Jimmy’s guitar is recorded in layers, giving it real heft. This all changes halfway through the song, when Jimmy’s Les Paul once again takes center stage. Then it transforms into a bluesy prowl.
Possibly the most commercial song is “Take A Look At Yourself”. Not a bad song, but definitely the most “pop rock”. It’s probably closest to a Whitesnake song such as “The Deeper The Love”. Had the year been 1990 or even 1991, “Take A Look At Yourself” would have been a top charting single everywhere. David seems to have cheered up with new found love here. However the heartbreak is not over. “Don’t Leave Me This Way” is about as earnest as it gets. At 8 minutes, it’s also the most ambitious song. It’s the centerpiece of the album. It sounds at once like it’s the most sincere song, showcasing some of Jimmy Page’s best post-Zeppelin guitar work. As for David, he’s never sung better.
“Absolution Blues” begins similarly to “In The Evening”. Fading in are layers of atmospheric guitars as only Jimmy plays them. These give way to the fastest, heaviest song on the album. It’s also one of my favourites. You you can hear the elements of Jimmy and David separately, but working together. The song goes through numerous changes before returning to that riff. If you thought Jimmy Page had already written every great riff in Led Zeppelin, think again. It’s “Black Dog” sped up to ludicrous speed.
Album closer “Whisper A Prayer For the Dying” is as cheerful and uplifting as the title alludes. It’s has an epic quality and length like “Don’t Leave Me This Way”, but this time the lyrics are less personal and more topical. David laments the innocent casualties of modern warfare, and refers to politicians as “bodyguards of lies”. While certainly not profound, it’s refreshing to hear Coverdale change the bloody subject away from the female of the species every now and again. Profound or not, I’m certain that it was heartfelt, and musically it kicks ass. It’s also a perfect album closer for a dark and brooding record like this. So there.
Hugh Syme (Rush) did the artwork. Say what you will about the bland cover itself, but I like the way he used the “merge” sign much like the “object” was in the artwork for Presence. And like many Zeppelin albums, there are no pictures of the artists anywhere.
The year 1993 was not a kind one to singers of Coverdale’s ilk. Most of his competition had been replaced by Chris Cornell, Eddie Vedder, and Kurt Cobain. One way or the other, the Coverdale-Page tour was not doing enough business and the plug was pulled. David has since mentioned that he and Page had more songs, enough to get started on a second album. He’s also expressed a desire to release those songs on some kind of deluxe edition reissue. I hope that happens. I’d buy Coverdale-Page again. It would only be the third time.
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