Monday, May 25, 2020

The 1980 Listening Post - The Cure - Boys Don't Cry

The Cure - Boys Don't Cry


#37
February 5 1980
The Cure
Bye Don’t Cry
Genre: New Wave
5 out of 5


Highlights:
Boys Don’t Cry
Plastic Passion
10:15 On a Saturday Night
Object
Jumping Someone Else’s Train
Subway Song
Killing an Arab
Fire In Cairo

I listened to this in the original format, Three Imaginary Boys, years ago so, I was sort of stunned that it came up on the list. But this is the version that was released in 1980 so I will give it a go as it’s actually different than the first album. 
This release had to be cobbled together from the Three Imaginary Boys version and, weirdly, “Killing an Arab” is not available. But, “Fire in Cairo” is and I am left wondering…what was Robert Smith’s Middle East obsession about? Surely that’s been written about. 
While Smith and the band would be known for it’s darker, gothier inclinations, I think we forget just how much their music was originally informed by that minimalism-meets-mod revival. In many ways this is angular Power Pop. And when you think about songs like “Friday I’m in Love” and some of the other big hits, it’s all right there. Smith LOOKS the part, but this band isn’t all dour and dark. (Although the road map for that is all over “Another Day”)
The Cure is dancing in the same halls as Adam and the Ants early days (“Object” “World War”) and even The Jam or the Vapors (“Jumping Someone Else’s Train”)  at times and even Tubeway Army. This is such an album of the era. It rocks, but the subject matter is a laser focused arrow into the heart of outsiderism. The moody Cure that we all know and love are still Friday night Underground Hopping jitter-boys. 
(The version of “Killing an Arab” I listened to is a live one and it’s spectacular. 



The 1980 Listening Post - Secret Affair - Behind Closed Doors

Secret Affair - Behind Closed Doors



#36
1980 Housekeeping
Secret Affair
Behind Closed Doors
Genre: Not as advertised
4 out of 5



Highlights:
What Did You Expect
I Am a Bullet


Let me elaborate. 
Secret Affair was known as a Mod-Revival/Motown tinged/Punk group. 
This
is not
that. 
This is late 70s rock, with saxophones and horns!! It’s also epic Springsteen/Boomtown Rats/Tonio K/The Who storytelling. 
It’s really adept and I don’t know why it didn’t make a dent here. We were primed for it, no? Bat out of Hell was just 3 years before. Bruce was doing things like The River. There was an audience for this. 

The 1980 Listening Post - Squeeze - Argybargy

Squeeze - Argybargy


#35
Reviewed by Craig Fitzgerald
February 1 1980
Squeeze
Argybargy
Genre: Power Pop
Allen’s Rating: 5 out of 5
Craig’s Rating: 4.5 out of 5


Highlights:
Pulling Mussels (From the Shell)
Another Nail in My Heart
Separate Beds
Misadventure
I Think I'm Go Go
Farfisa Beat 
Vicky Verky 

I’ve always liked Squeeze from afar. I was 11 — the same age as my son is now — when this record came out, so I was nowhere cool enough to own it then. What amounted to “hits” on this record, I knew, though. When I finally started listening to decent radio, “Pulling Mussels (From the Shell),” “Another Nail For My Heart,” and “If I Didn’t Love You” got regular airplay, so I felt like I had a pretty good handle on what this record was all about. The surprise here was that out of the 11 songs on it, I absolutely love NINE of them, and the other two get a “pretty, pretty good” rating. This is 36 minutes of sweet, fun, perfectly written pop. I’m not sure it really got better than than Side One of this record in 1980. Every single song is fantastic. The surprises for me were the killer riffs in “Farfisa Beat” and “There At the Top” and the lovely songwriting in “Separate Beds”. Even the Jools Holland-penned, Robert Goulet-esque “Wrong Side of the Moon” is a treat. This is a great, great record.

Saturday, May 23, 2020

The 1980 Listening Post - The Babys - Union Jacks

The Babys - Union Jacks


#34
Reviewed by Rob Slater
January 1980
The Babys
Union Jacks
Allen’s Rating: 4 out of 5 
Rob's Rating: 2.75

Genre: Future Super-group wannabes! ;-) (Or should that be Gonnabes?)
  1. 1. John Waite: Solo, Bad English
  2. 2. Jonathan Cain: Journey, Bad English
  3. 3. Ricky Phillips: Bad English, Styx, Coverdale-Page 
  4. 4. Tony Brock: drummer with Rod Stewart, Roy Orbison, Eddie Money, and Elton John
  5. 5. Wally Stocker: guitarist with Rod Stewart, Air Supply, and Humble Pie

Good songs: Back on My Feet Again, Union Jack

  1. 1. Back on My Feet Again: This one is solid. Sounds like Journey. Big surprise, eh?
  2. 2. True Love True Confession: Okay, but this has a bit too much of that early 80s keyboard. Sounds a lot like Bad English. No big surprise there either.
  3. 3. Midnight Rendezvous. Meh. 
  4. 4. Union Jack – Actually, this was the song that stuck with me

Uh, okay. Decent songs, but nothing clicks. In Your Eyes. Anytime, Jesus, Are You There?, Turn Around in Tokyo, Love Is Just a Mystery. Better than the last thing I reviewed, but really, it was just okay. I'd play it again for background. 

I think there were a couple songs that rose above mediocre to decent on side two, but... what were they thinking? I actually feel bad that I didn't like it more.

https://open.spotify.com/album/61LtPnznDC6vcMOUrvRJQM?si=-nSVbLllROqBi3RjBd04TA


The 1980 Listening Post - Russ Ballard - Barnet Dogs

Russ Ballard - Barnet Dogs


#33
1980 Housekeeping
Russ Ballard
Barnet Dogs
Genre: Glam Rock
3.75 out of 5


Highlights:
Bad Boy


Working backwards with Russ makes me wonder if there is a classic at the top of his discography since this is better than his later works. 
He reminds me of Nick Gilder and this album is a Power Glam Pop Rock relic of a style going out of, soon. But, until then, it’s not half bad.


The 1980 Listening Post - .38 Special - Rockin' in the Night

.38 Special - Rockin' in the Night


#32
Reviewed by Geo Rule
January 1980
.38 Special
Rockin’ in the Night
Genre: Arena Okra

Allen’s Rating: 3.5 out of 5
Geo’s Rating: 3.5 out of 5



38 Special
Rockin’ into the Night

Genre: Arena Okra

Geo’s Highlights:
Rockin’ into the Night
Money Honey
Take Me Through the Night
Turn it On


It’s a beautiful thing to have family and friends to help you out with your career. In the case of Donnie Van Zant, once big brother Ronnie hit it big as front man for Lynard Skynyrd, he was in a position to help his younger brother’s musical aspirations by convincing the record album to sign baby bro’s band 38 Special. Hey, there was clearly something in the water down there in Jacksonville, home to the Allman Brothers, Skynard, and Molly Hatchet –why not one more southern rocker success?
Sadly, two albums later it was clear the market was largely unimpressed by the new entrants. What to do? The answer is old as time in the record biz. . . “Let’s sell out!”, and so was born a respectable string of ‘80s success for 38 Special, built on performing credible if relatively generic rockers given to them by others. Case in point “Rockin’ into the Night” penned by Rob Peternik of Survivor (from future “Eye of the Tiger” fame). It’s a fine arena rock song, worthy of a Top 40 spot (which it almost achieved, topping out at #43). Yet in 1979/1980, any of ten bands could have ridden that hook into the Top 40, and several of them would have put more of a “make it our own” stamp on it than 38 Special manages here (tho props for some nice harmonies). Yay for talented friends.
Still, work your way further down the track list and the southern rocking good ole boys are still here, just shoved further down in the marketing pecking order. The cover of the Drifters classic “Money Honey” (covered in turn by Elvis and others) takes a much grittier turn than usual and ends up sounding more like Skynyrd doing “Mr. Saturday Night Special” with a splash of “Gimme Three Steps”.  “Take Me Trough the Night” would have fit right in on the Urban Cowboy soundtrack –the kind of slow dance song a country boy could love when his girl is wearing shitkickers and a cowboy hat. “Turn it On” is proof you can make a southern boy sell out, but you can’t keep him down completely on the second side.
So if you have from time to time wondered how your head remembers 38 Special was supposed to be southern rockers, while your ear remembers ‘not so much’ from the actual radio play, this is why, and it starts right here with this album.

https://open.spotify.com/album/6Y5TCAPz4RNwgandUvik2A?si=tc5kua2jRMenbMMCGV2wSw

The 1980 Listening Post - Asia - Armed to the Teeth

Asia - Armed to the Teeth



#31
1980 Housekeeping
Asia
Armed to the Teeth
Genre: Prog-Metal

Highlights:
Thunder Rider

No, not THAT Asia. But this one did have to fight that one for the rights to the name and was killed, apparently.
I love Queen. That much has been made clear over the years. Hell, I once reviewed every single Queen song on my blog, one a day, until I was done. I called it “Queen for a Day” and, it was fun, but not really very edifying. 
One thing about Queen that many people forget or didn’t even know from the start is that, while they became very rich and well known for their bombastic stadium anthems and pop singles, they actually started off trafficking in that early 70s middle earth meets Zeppelin metal that was all the rage in 1974.
And, apparently, it took a while to get to South Dakota. Cuz this band seems to have devoted itself to that sound. I mean, it sounds JUST like 1974’s Queen. “Paladin”, especially.
I sort of love it for that reason. 


Here is the story of the name in it’s entirety from Mike Coates’ website:
The demise...

The demise of ASIA was a tale of classic rock and roll tragedy. I've told the story so many times in the last ten years that I hope this account relieves me, at least, in part, of that responsibility in the future. But here it is for the record. 
After the completion of ARMED TO THE TEETH there was a considerable amount of time that passed before we saw finished product--six months, as I recall. So many odd things occurred which affected the release date that when one looks back at the string of events it seemed like our fate was pre-determined. We had put everything we had--financially and emotionally--into that project. I had personally invested almost two years of work and hundreds of hours into the album, and we had all entered the project with a certain sense of desperation. I think the band felt that it was our last shot, but we were very pleased with the final mixes and were excited about the imminent release. Our management had just secured a distribution deal that would rack product clear to the west coast and "Paladin" had entered a coordinated number of Midwestern radio stations. Things were looking quite positive and the morale of the band was high. Then, without warning, a news story came out over the NBC newswire about a European supergroup ASIA that was forming with band members from YES, ELP, and KING CRIMSON. Radio stations dropped our single like a hot potato and we scrambled to meet with our attorneys. We had not yet trademarked the name because our experience in WhiteWing had demonstrated that we actually had to use the name for a number of years before we could officially register it, but now materials were hastily gathered and mailed off. 
During the wait for our trademark, we confidently proceeded as if we were certain owners of the name. We sent the European ASIA copies of both of our albums to demonstrate our ownership along with an assurance that we were willing to negotiate a settlement. I remember our initial offer was $100,000 for the name or a slot on their world tour (--we were not money hungry, we wanted the tour!) Not long after we heard from Brian Lane, former manager of YES, and the manager of this new "supergroup." He indicated that he felt our monetary offer was absurd but that his band was interested in negotiating--in fact, he said, they were very interested in our band because they had enjoyed the albums, adding that we sounded "very British." Counter offers were bantered around for several weeks until one morning manager Mike Chambers and I found ourselves sitting in our lawyer's office on a conference call to Brian Lane, who, the day before, had dropped a bomb on us. Mr. Lane explained that his investigations had turned up seven different "ASIAs" in the world, and that he had just procured the name from a Louisiana outfit. His legal representative in the U.S., Elliot Hoffman, had supplied our lawyer with the official documentation, i.e., the alleged registered trademark numbers (which I saw), and we all thought: "This is it . . . it's all over." Then, curiously, he offered a much smaller settlement, saying that his organization was not in the business of crushing other smaller bands--especially good ones. He offered five thousand dollars and proposed to fly to Rapid City to meet us and to help us negotiate a contract with a major label (the eventual contract specified that he would accompany Chambers and myself to four major labels within the year). We were, of course, stunned, but in no position to turn down his offer.
Within weeks Brian Lane was in Rapid City where he watched us perform at "The Barbarian." After the performance he was extremely complimentary, comparing Larry to David Coverdale and claiming that I was "as good as any guitarist on the face of the planet." Two days of intense discussion ensued, and it appeared that Mr. Lane was genuinely interested in the band. He said that our only fault was our birthplace and at one time even offered the services of Pete Sinfield as a lyricist, claiming that he was the English poet's landlord. I also clearly remember asking him why someone like Carl Palmer, who had accomplished so much musically, would ever be involved in such an obviously commercial venture as he had explained this new European ASIA was conceived to be. His answer, in a heavy British accent, was this: "Carl can't get a job anywhere in England, and he's just plain bored." Before Mr Lane left, he even assembled a list of new names for our band, all of which I found to be infinitely forgettable. He also insisted that I begin playing keyboards onstage again, in addition to my guitar duties, which I ultimately did do. All in all, he was extremely complimentary and we were exhilarated when he left--this seemed to be the break we had sought for so many years.
After Brian Lane returned to England we were to call and arrange a time for our rendezvous at various major labels (Geffen & Atlantic were his early targets). Over the course of the next three months we called more than forty-five times, but Lane was never available. His secretary alluded to the fact that he had been in an auto accident, but no other information was forthcoming. Then, the next bombshell hit--our trademark application suddenly returned granting us exclusive ownership of the name ASIA! We were stunned. Apparently the Louisiana ASIA story had been a total scam. We immediately notified Mr. Lane and his attorney that we considered the deal null and void and that we were suing him and his band for fraud. Two days later Mr. Lane called, claiming he was on the coast at a major record label and inquiring why we were not there to meet him!
Over the next several months our manager drove to both Minneapolis and Denver to meet with Lane and the actual members of ASIA about our suit. There was even talk that Carl Palmer wanted to manage us, but that we needed to make an effort to be more commercial. I remember screaming, "Carl Palmer, of EMERSON, LAKE, & PALMER, is going to call me and ask me to write more commercially?!" But, of course, nothing happened.


The 1980 Listening Post - Tonio K. - Amerika

Tonio K. - Amerika



#30
1980 Housekeeping
Tonio K
Amerika
Genre: If you like Graham Parker…or John Cougar…or Mojo…or….The Tubes
4.75 out of 5




Highlights:
One Big (Happy) Family
Sons of the Revolution
Go Away
Girl Crazy




Oh, Tonio, where have you been hiding my whole life?? Like a New Wave Springsteen or maybe he’s more Willy Nile or Graham Parker. Doesn’t matter. I wish I knew about him years ago and that I had the gumption to go see him in concert cuz I bet that was one rip roaring show. 
Those guys got the press but, dammit, Tonio K had the goods, man.
Sometimes I can’t bring myself to write because just when I think I’ve got the perfect thing to say another great track takes over and I just wanna let the album wash over me. No notes. Nothing. That’s this record. “Girl Crazy” is the Mellencamp song, John wasn’t able to write when he was a cougar.

The 1980 Listening Post - Wipers - Is This Real

Wipers - Is This Real



#29
Reviewed by Jim Erbe
January 1980
Wipers 
Is This Real
Allen’s Rating: 4 out of 5
Jim’s Rating: 3.5 out of 5
Punkternative


Jim’s Highlights:
Mystery
Alien Boy
Wait a Minute

I knew nothing of Wipers going into this so I did a little research and realized I really SHOULD have heard of them.  They appear to be the seed band for the punk and alternative scene in the Pacific Northwest.  Nirvana cites them as a major influence.
So, going into the listening experience with a headful of facts about the band, their significance to the scene and their commendable longevity, I was disappointed to find this album kind of…well…bland.  
I figured I wasn’t paying enough attention, so I tried again.  And again.  And again.
After five listenings, things weren’t getting better.  Actually, they were getting worse.  
At this point, I actively hate the singles “Return of the Rat” and “D-7”.
So here’s the thing, these guys are technically great musicians.  They know what they are doing and they do it very well.  They tend to lay down a steady, driving drone of bass and drums and then write precisely one hook and repeat it…a lot…and typically get out in under three minutes.
I know, I know, I just described the basics of punk rock and that’s kind of the problem for me.  At this time, bands like X, The Clash, The Jam and a slew of others were pulling punk in a lot of more interesting directions and this just feels so…basic.
There are flashes.  “Mystery” and “Wait a Minute” add some pop sensibilities that remind me of the direction punk was heading.  And “Alien Boy”—a song the internet insists is about a kid who was beaten to death twenty-six years after the song was recorded (even though I suspect might just be about the shitty way we tend treat people who are different) is really effective.
All in all, I found this better than average…but still kind of average.

https://open.spotify.com/album/531Pc0lZ2aJIHJfyO7q0Ny?si=gKo8DUH9SquR-IJzmCnfbw

The 1980 Listening Post - Alan Vega - Alan Vega

Alan Vega - Alan Vega



#28
1980 Housekeeping
Alan Vega
Alan Vega
Genre: “I secretly wish I was Roy Orbison”
3.25 out of 5



I don’t know Suicide. 
I know. I’m supposed to. 
I just don’t. 
I know OF them. But I have never listened to them. Which seriously wrinkles my Rock Critic Cred. 
This is the first solo record by one half of Suicide. 
I always liked his name. It sounded futuristic. Like a character from a Gibson novel. 
This music is not that. 
It’s what you get if you buy a 4-track and mic from Sam Goody and set up in a basement in the Brittany Hall dormitory. It’s minimalist, sure, but is that necessity being the mother of invention or is this a ground breaking style? My money is on the former. 
This could all be one long track and I wouldn’t have noticed. 

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-4El90XkrtY