Saturday, February 4, 2023

"Harp Spirals, Frosty Vibraphone Droplets And Heavily Wafting Strings" Dept.


You're going to dismiss this as easy listening pablum, because although you pride yourself on your broad-ranging musical tastes ("it's all good"), this is - obviously, from the title and cover - something Populuxe suburbanites spun on their consolettes at weekend cocktail parties. Music for morons, or worse, your parents.

But you'd be wrong. Not totally, hopelessly wrong - how could you be that? But wrong in a nuanced way that does you credit. This is no exotica or lounge novelty for smirking vinyl fetishists with kidney-shaped coffee tables. This is Nelson Riddle, in 1961, when covers like this were considered steamy stuff. Elvis was safely in the Army and beat groups yet to change pop forever - well, at least until nobody cared about them any more. Look at it this way - if you were newlyweds (what a heartbreaking word) in '61, your future bright as the chrome on the Chrysler Newport in the driveway, you'd have picked this up at the record store and been pretty damn cool. It wouldn't have been an ironic purchase to show how hip you were.

And it's Nelson Riddle, fercrissakes, the Noo Joizy boy who became one of Sinatra's most distinguished arrangers. Worked with all the greats, won all the awards, and made a surprising comeback in the 'eighties with Linda Ronstadt.

So - quality is assured. Human musicality, talent and skill present in profligate abundance. But can you listen to it without feeling sick to your stomach? Can this music be appreciated for what it is - an interlude of relaxing escapism and exotic romance - without cultural change and the blight of irony souring it? I'm guessing not, but give it a try. That Newport won't suddenly materialize in the sunny driveway, but you're on th' Isle O' Foam©, where interludes of relaxing escapism and exotic romance are enforceable by law.


Hi-Fi listening tip: avoid embarrassing string shrillness by rolling the treble right back on the RIAA curve!




28 comments:

  1. Sunday on Saturday:

    https://workupload.com/file/EPJ9Ju8YeAz

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    1. I like what he did with Duke's and Juan Tizol's 'Caravan'. Also, I'm a sucker for Bali Ha'i.

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  2. Thank you ! His "Sea of Dreams" Lp from 1958 is another winner...

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  3. And he did a couple of Batman albums in 1966 and the music for The Smothers Brothers TV show.

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    1. In '61, would you rather have been him, or Elvis? No contest.

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    2. Nelson Riddle's name was everywhere back then. TV and albums and movies. And I just checked with my brother. Our first car, we had to share, was a used Chrysler Newport. 1966. Hated it then, wish I had it now.

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    3. I remember watching The Rosemary Clooney Show with my parents, and hearing Nelson Riddle and his Orchestra in the 50s. Ten years later, in the common room of my college dorm, we'd get ripped and see Nelson on 'The Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour' which is arguably one of the hippest TV shows ever.

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    4. Smothers Brothers & Masonh Williams. A great combination.

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    5. Clar! We wus worryin' ourself sick! Did you get the sack of soup greens I sent?

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  4. In 1961 Elvis filmed Blue Hawaii. Is that the movie where he sang Do The Clam?

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    1. Sorry to sidestep. Do the Clam was 1965. A high point in the life of a true Rock n Roller.
      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXaQu1HBZKM

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    2. 'Do the Clam' is from the 1965 movie 'Girl Happy'. By '65, at least in my world, Elvis was old hat. Back then, Brian Jones could've had me on a half shell.

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  5. Just a thought...if you were from a more affluent young demographic, and you'd bought a stereogram, you'd want something to play on it, and pop singles wouldn't demonstrate stereo to your friends.

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    1. You would have needed the RCA 'Living Stereo' releases to show off your system.

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    1. Not to mention, '101 Strings' and 'The Mantovani Orchestra', and anything with "Cascading Strings".

      My father had "101 Strings Play the Blues", Blind Lemon Jefferson it was not.

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    2. The UK had "The Big Ben Banjo Band".

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    3. I remember seeing LPs by the 50 guitars of Tommy Garrett.

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    4. Hopelessly gauche wee shite that I was I used to play my Mum's inherited Ray Conniff LPs to death with my 10 year old head firmly planted between the speakers to maximise immersion in the fluffy super-saccharine heavenly sounds of 'The Impossible Dream', 'Romeo & Juliet' etc (headphones were out of our reach)

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    5. I remember doing that when I'd managed to hook up my reel to reel tape deck up to my parents' record player to get stereo. "Electric Ladyland" just about removed my cranium...

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    6. The Ray Conniff Singers Play The Grateful Dead, In Living Stereo.

      Now there's a missed opportunity.

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    7. Ever hear Percy Faith's version of 'Dark Star'?

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  7. There is a Jackie Gleason album with a cover by Salvador Dali.
    https://www.discogs.com/master/512825-Jackie-Gleason-Jackie-Gleason-Presents-Lonesome-Echo

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    1. Gleason:
      https://falsememoryfoam.blogspot.com/2020/08/music-to-conceive-to-dept.html

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  8. Nelson Riddle was Sinatra's best arranger. Gordon Jenkins was too lush and dramatic for my tastes, Billy May too brassy. Riddle could hit the proper tone on the downer suicide albums like "In the Wee Small Hours" and "Only the Lonely" but also excel with Frank's best upbeat album "Songs for Swingin' Lovers."

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    1. Yep. Genius-level arranging, perfect settings for the perfect Voice. Sinatra, lest we forget, grew from the bobby-soxer gusset-moistener into possibly the first - and certainly the best - "adult" singer. You only have to listen to US radio in the thirties and forties (which I do all the time) to appreciate the quantum leap he made from the established tradition of Irish tenors ("a dime a dozen" as Dennis Day presciently put it) and Bing Crosby. His singing was nothing short of revolutionary, inhabiting grownup lyrics with understated passion. And he never sang better than with Riddle.

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