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The Bobby Fuller Four

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The strange saga of Bobby Fuller — and the hold he retains on listeners more than 30 years after his lone Top-10 hit, “I Fought the Law” — could only have started in Hollywood. It was there, in 1964, that the bright-eyed Texan and his group signed with Del-Fi Records, the label that had brought forth Ritchie Valens. It was there, in 1965, that they became the darlings of the discothhque set, performing their high-powered rock ‘n’ roll night after night before packed audiences that included celebrities like Ann-Margret and Nancy Sinatra. And it was there, in 1966, that Fuller’s bloodied body was found, covered in gasoline, in the front seat of his mother’s Oldsmobile.

“Never to Be Forgotten,” Del-Fi’s new Bobby Fuller Four box, doesn’t explain how Fuller died, but it does show why his music has survived. The set of three CDs, including a live disc, was clearly done with love — from the top-notch sound quality to the photo-laden booklet, which includes three essays and an interview with Fuller’s brother and bandmate, Randy. Unfortunately, the booklet does not include session dates and track-by-track song commentary, both of which are standard in reissues of this kind.

When the British Invasion hit in 1964, England’s rockers reeducated Americans who had long neglected their musical heritage. But while most American bands were happy to learn about Carl Perkins, the Crickets and other homegrown heroes via the Beatles, Fuller went straight to the source. An El Paso native, Fuller started playing plain and simple rock ‘n’ roll while fellow Texan Buddy Holly was alive and stuck with it even after the music died. By the time the Brits brought back the beat, the singer/lead guitarist and his band were ready to show America that a group didn’t need pointy boots to play kick-ass rock and roll.

While Del-Fi’s 1996 two-CD box “Shakedown! The Texas Tapes Revisited” covered Fuller’s years in the Lone Star State, “Never to Be Forgotten” includes nearly all the recordings he made after moving to Los Angeles in 1964. The Bobby Fuller Four’s first few Del-Fi singles failed, and it’s easy to see why. Although Fuller would later prove himself an excellent songwriter, at that point the group had yet to find its own sound, instead taking cues from contemporaries like Dick Dale, the Four Seasons and even the Beatles. After hearing those fair-to-middling 45s, disc jockeys must have been totally unprepared for what was to follow. “Let Her Dance” was an exuberant rocker, containing elements of practically every dance-floor classic to date — from Valens’ “La Bamba” to Bobby Freeman’s “Do You Wanna Dance” and the Beach Boys’ “Dance, Dance, Dance.” It promptly topped the L.A. charts, making the group stars in the land of stars.

The group followed with the superb “Never to Be Forgotten,” packed with twangy guitars and enough reverb to fill the Carlsbad Caverns. But it was their next release that would put them over the top. “I Fought the Law” originally appeared on a post-Holly Crickets album and was penned by the group’s guitarist, Sonny Curtis, who would later write “Love Is All Around,” the immortal theme from “The Mary Tyler Moore Show.” Released in October 1965, the Bobby Fuller Four’s version, with its tight production and unrelenting beat, took their fame far beyond the West Coast. Come January, the group found itself sharing Billboard’s Top 10 with the likes of the Beatles and the Stones.

Although the Bobby Fuller Four managed a minor follow-up hit with another cover, Holly’s “Love’s Made a Fool of You,” most of the American public remained unaware of Fuller’s own songwriting talent. By then, his compositions had evolved from pleasant emulations of his ’50s idols (“Julie”) to finely wrought tunes, catchy yet meaty, that were worthy of Gerry Goffin and Carole King (“Another Sad and Lonely Night”). However, Del-Fi did not believe that Fuller’s originals were at the Brill Building level, so the group’s next single was a bona fide Brill Building tune, “The Magic Touch.” When it missed the charts entirely, things began to fall apart.

In July 1966, Fuller returned home to L.A. after a long and stressful tour. His band was on the verge of mutiny. The West Coast music scene was changing rapidly, with nascent stirrings of psychedelia. Fuller was uncertain of his next move. However, his friends and family did not think him suicidal. The discovery of his body on July 18 shocked everyone.

Everyone, that is, except his murderer. The LAPD ruled Fuller’s death a suicide, citing “no evidence of foul play,” despite the fact that he had been beaten. Randy Fuller claims that the police never even checked the car for fingerprints. The booklet for “Never to Be Forgotten” includes an essay that details six different theories about the still-unsolved case, including that of one man who saw it profiled on TV’s “Unsolved Mysteries.” He phoned the show’s hot line and explained, quite seriously, that Elvis did it.

Lounge-a-palooza

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Call it what you will — lounge
music, cocktail music, exotica
or even space-age bachelor
pad music — but the laid-back
rhythms of ’50s and early ’60s
adult pop are back in the
spotlight. This time around,
however, it’s mostly a media
phenomenon. Oh, fans will
point to the success of
Capitol’s “UltraLounge” series
— now up to 20 volumes –
and Bar/None’s Esquivel
compilations, but who knows
anyone who actually listens
to those recordings? True
enthusiasts do exist, but in
numbers far smaller than the Esquire-reading trendies for whom Les
Baxter is merely this year’s Dick Dale.

“Lounge-a-Palooza,” the first major label compilation to cash in on the
lounge music revival, makes a grand attempt to attract both trendies
and true believers. It’s a strange mix of modern rock acts trying their
hands at cocktail chestnuts and veteran lounge singers warbling
alternahits. Two newly penned tunes in the bachelor pad spirit provide
the olive in the sonic martini; Poe’s “A Rose Is a Rose” and Presidents
of the U.S.A. singer Chris Ballew’s “Robert Goulet (On the River
Nile).”

Lounge music’s strong point has always been its ability to create a
romantic atmosphere, usually with at least a hint of melancholia. While
the genre’s current fans claim to love the way it conveys deep
emotions, many of them seem afraid to appear affected by it: Irony,
which was almost completely absent from original lounge, is a major
part of the cocktail mix of the ’90s.

The problem, which “Lounge-a-Palooza” makes clear, is that, once
you’ve enjoyed the Pizzicato Five’s gleefully schizophrenic take on
“The Girl From Ipanema” (which was a joke even in its time), there
aren’t that many levels of irony left to explore. Picture the Dick Van
Dyke Show’s Rob and Laura Petrie having Buddy and Sally over for a
few gin and tonics. Rob, under the influence, makes a good-natured
crack about Mel Cooley. Once Buddy’s chimed in with some more
barbs about their bald boss, that line of conversation becomes tired and
they move on to deeper subjects, such as why walnuts are pouring out
of the hall closet.

To be sure, any swiller worth his salt shaker would have to have the
button-down mind of Mel Cooley not to appreciate
“Lounge-a-Palooza’s” best shots. Steve Lawrence and Eydie Gormi’s
lushly orchestrated four-and-a-half-minute take on Soundgarden’s
“Black Hole Sun” exceeds one’s wildest expectations. They probably
don’t understand lyrics like “call my name through the cream” any
more than the rest of us do, but they belt ‘em out as though it were
their last shot at a follow-up to “Go Away Little Girl.” Which it
probably is.

What makes Steve and Eydie’s performance great is that they clearly
respect the original version of the song, something that, judging by
what’s in the grooves, cannot be said of the Fun Lovin’ Criminals’
somnolent take on 10cc’s “I’m Not In Love.” Other
Lounge-a-Paloozers seem to respect the originals too much. Glen
Campbell and Michelle Shocked’s attempt to recreate Campbell’s
godlike “Wichita Lineman” has predictably secular results, while
Edwyn Collins’s “Witchcraft” and Fastball’s “This Guy’s in Love With
You” only serve to highlight the singers’ pitch problems.

Fortunately, a few artists, like Combustible Edison (joined by lounge
legend Esquivel on “Miniskirt”) and the James Taylor Quartet (doing
the Bob Crewe Generation’s “Music to Watch Girls By”) are willing to
take a chance, mixing reverence with passion. Dedicated fans of lounge
music will undoubtedly recognize those acts’ ebullient performances as
the genuine article. It’s a relief to see that someone on
“Lounge-a-Palooza” understands that to fully enjoy a great cocktail,
you have to remove your tongue from your cheek.

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Farewells & Fantasies

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“Ah but in such an ugly time the true protest is beauty.” Phil Ochs, who wrote those words, was very possibly the last great romantic folk singer. America was his lifelong lover, and he embraced her ideals even
as he distanced himself from her actions. While many of his fellow Vietnam-era activists believed that the country was rotten to the core, Ochs, like his idol, Woody Guthrie, had an almost Capra-like faith in the American people’s essential goodness. But whenever government, industry, religion or apathy threatened American values, Ochs displayed lyrical teeth as sharp as those of any Mississippi police dog.

Rhino’s long-overdue triple-CD Ochs box, “Farewells & Fantasies,” attempts to place his music within a historical context while simultaneously showing its considerable contemporary value. To that end, Rhino has licensed songs from each of his studio albums, plus live tracks and rarities, and created the most impressive packaging in recent memory: an expensive-looking 6-by-10-inch, 98-page hardcover book, the CDs tastefully enclosed in flaps on the inside front and back covers.

Ochs fans are notoriously rabid. This was true during his lifetime, but even more so since he committed suicide in April 1976 at the age of 35. In death, he has inspired not one but two biographies (the better being last year’s “There but for Fortune” by Michael Schumacher) and dozens of cover versions by artists ranging from Billy Bragg to They Might Be Giants. The majority of his catalog is currently in print.

Therein lies the problem with “Farewells & Fantasies.” Anybody who simply wants to hear the album that carried them through their own protest years can already buy “Phil Ochs in Concert” (also on Rhino). No doubt there exist a few rich ex-leftists who will buy a box that they won’t listen to, simply to show it off, but the bulk of the audience for a 53-song Phil Ochs box are knowledgeable, dedicated fans who want to hear music that’s not readily available. Instead, “Farewells & Fantasies” includes every single track of “In Concert,” cleverly sprinkled here and there (the sequencing is more capricious than chronological) so that listeners, most of whom will already have the album, will be none the wiser. Conversely, while the four albums that Ochs did for A&M rank highest on fans’ wish lists (none of them are available domestically on CD), they are underrepresented here, and many of the tracks used are ill-chosen. Instead of including the original studio recording of “Tape From California,” one of his best-known post-protest compositions, the compilers chose the severely truncated live version from “Gunfight at Carnegie Hall.”

The accompanying book would be a fine introduction to Ochs for high school students, particularly with its lengthy discourses on “the times,” which is the scholarly term for that period of the ’60s when you just had to be there, man. Rolling Stone news editor Mark Kemp makes the claim that Ochs’ music lives on in Public Enemy and Rage Against the Machine. Twice. Ben Edmonds offers better insights in his track commentary, though there are times when one wonders if Rhino were wise to insist he comment on every track regardless of whether he had anything to say. Here’s his entry on “Rehearsals for Retirement,” in its entirety: “A song of personal surrender, a public admission of defeat.”

Other than the book’s photos, which are spectacular, the box’s saving grace is its stellar sound quality. “White Boots Marching in a Yellow Land” is already available on A&M’s best-of “The War Is Over,” but only here do its war drums sound as though they’re right at your door. Likewise, the excellent, turn-it-up fidelity on “Pretty Smart on My Part” reveals the most rocking acoustic band this side of Nirvana’s “Unplugged.” In fact, if Ochs were alive and promoting this box, he’d probably be on “Unplugged” — backed by Teenage Fanclub, playing everything from “I Ain’t Marchin’ Anymore” to “Chords of Fame,” and, of course, wearing his notorious gold suit. That is, if Beck hasn’t stolen it from his dressing room …

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