Showing posts with label little milton. Show all posts
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Friday, December 16, 2016

Blame It On The Late Sam Phillips, Okay?







CD REVIEWS

25 Sun Rock’n’ Roll Classics, various artists, Sun Records, 2004




Howlin’ Wolf, Roscoe Gordon, Rufus Thomas and an assortment of black blues notables in the early days. Elvis, Carl Perkins, Johnnie Cash and Jerry Lee Lewis and an assortment of white rockabilly notables in the mid to late 1950’s. What do they all have in common? Well, one thing, and make that a decisively important one thing, is that they passed through Mr. Sam Phillips’ Sun Records recording studio in Memphis, Tennessee on the way to some kind of career. Amazing. With the possible exception of Chess Records in Chicago, a label that moreover concentrated on the blues, no other studio can claim so much as the catalyst for what became rock & roll in the mid- 1950’s, the youth of the present writer and of his Generation of ‘68.

That said, the impetus for this review of a compilation of Sun Record rock and roll artists is a Public Broadcasting Station’s American Masters series that highlighted the ten years existence of that recording studio. There the format included a generous round of ‘ talking heads’ interspersed with some performances, in this case, to honor the 50th Anniversary of the founding of the Sun Records (1950). The ‘talking heads’ in that documentary include several of the artists highlighted here.

This documentary also included many of the old Sun artists who did not attain the stardom of those mentioned in the first paragraph yet who nevertheless had some interesting things to say about the meaning of the Sun Record experience. A recurring theme is that mainly it got them the hell off the farms and out of the fields, especially those damn cotton fields. And they had fun and got paid for it. And met girls! How can you beat that? My take on this is that they were good old boys who got more out of the Sun, if not financially then musically, than they had originally bargained for. And this entire film trip down memory lane, not without a ew barbs, was presided over by the impresario himself, the late Sam Phillips.

As to the present compilation of songs some comments are worth mentioning. As with all such compilations there is some unevenness in the quality of performance. For every Jerry Lee Lewis and "Great Balls of Fire" or Carl Perkins and "Blue Suede Shoes" there are any number of one-shot johnnies like Warren Smith doing the Johnny Cash- written "Rock and Roll Ruby" or Sonny Burgess doing "Red-Headed Woman", both fine if singular efforts. Then there are the merely imitative- of Elvis, Jerry Lee or whoever- like Bill Riley. And then those who never got released like Jack Earls and "Let's Bop". Well, today they all attain immorality collectively with this compilation. Rock on.


25 Sun Rare Blues Classics, various artists, Sun Records, 1997

Most of the points made above about fates of the rock and roll artists apply here as well, except the obvious question of race, both in how the artists were treated personally and financially by Phillips, and the audiences that the artists could perform before that does not get dealt with adequately in the documentary mentioned above except by Rufus Thomas in his fight to trace the roots of rock & roll back to a black musical influence. As to the present compilation some comments are worth mentioning. As with all such compilations there is some unevenness in the quality of performance.

Rufus Thomas on "Married Woman" is fine. As are the performances of Earl Hooker and Sleepy John Estes in his pre-folkie days. Tops for me is Little Milton. One should also note the house musicians like Billy Emerson ( a fine artist in his own right) and hovering around on that old piano the late Ike Turner (can anyone forget his work on "Rocket 88", not on this CD but get it).

I would add this note below that I am doing to all my Sun Record-related reviews taken from the review of the Sun Record documentary because it is appropriate in virtually every instance.

"A note on sound- no, not of this American Masters production which like virtually all PBS productions is technically of high quality. No, I am referring here to the sound in Sun Studio. I do not believe in ghosts or other such things but tell me this. Why, for example, does Johnny Cash in his Sun Records days sound like god’s own creation when on work from other recordings I can take him or leave him? And that goes for Elvis, Carl, Jerry Lee and the others as well. The gods and goddesses of Rock and Roll were smiling on that joint- thanks."

Once Again On Sun Records

25 More Blues Classics, various artists, Sun Records, 2002

Most of the points that I have made in reviewing the fates of the rock and roll artists that passed through the portals of Sun Recording studio apply here as well, except the obvious question of race both in how the artists were treated personally and financially by Phillips and the audiences that the artists could perform before that does not get dealt with adequately in the PBS documentary on the history of Sun Records except by Rufus Thomas in his fight to trace the roots of rock and roll back to the black musical influence. As to the present compilation some comments are worth mentioning. As with all such compilations there is some unevenness in the quality of performance.

Rufus Thomas on "Save That Money" is fine. As are the performances of Earl Hooker and James Cotton, Tops for me is Frankie Ballard’s "Trouble Down The Road". One should also note the house musicians like Billy Emerson (a fine artist in his own right) and hovering around on that old piano the late Ike Turner (can anyone forget his work on "Rocket 88", not on this CD but get it). Mainly though the first volume of this series (25 Rare Blues Classics) is more varied and flows better. Here there is a fair amount of imitation of Muddy Water’s and Howlin’ Wolf’s sound (not bad men to imitate, that is for sure) by musicians who, for the most part, like James Cotton and Walter Horton were just getting warmed up in their careers. They get better later.

I would add this note below that I am doing to all my Sun Record-related reviews taken from the review of the Sun Record documentary because it is appropriate in virtually every instance.

"A note on sound- no, not of this American Masters production which like virtually all PBS productions is technically of high quality. No, I am referring here to the sound in Sun Studio. I do not believe in ghosts or other such things but tell me this. Why, for example, does Johnny Cash in his Sun Records days sound like god’s own creation when on work from other recordings I can take him or leave him? And that goes for Elvis, Carl, Jerry Lee and the others as well. The gods and goddesses of Rock and Roll-and the blues- were smiling on that joint- thanks."

Thursday, December 04, 2008

Do You Want To Hear The Start Of Rock And Roll? - Little Milton's Sun Record Sessions

CD REVIEW

Little Milton- Sun Sessions, Little Milton, Rounder Records, 1990


For those of you who have read some of my other musical reviews in this space you may have noticed that I am on a crusade to check out early Sun Record material, black and white. For all practical purposes Sun started out as a black label (although the late Sam Phillips who ran the Sun studio was nothing but the epitome of a white 'good old boy'- Memphis-style) or to use the term of the day "race records" (ouch!). Virtually anyone with the price of the recording fee tried to get recorded in those days- some failed, some were one-shot johnnies and some like the artist under review, Little Milton, are the stuff of legend.

I have mentioned previously elsewhere in this space that there was something about the sound at Sun that brought out the best in the talent that survived. Little Milton also recorded on Chess and other labels but these early recordings just hum along, like those of early Johnny Cash, Elvis, Howlin’ Wolf and so on. Maybe, they were hungry and that is what comes through the music. Whatever it was this, my friends, was the roots of rock 'n' roll. And, whatever you might think of his treatment of Tina and it was not good, the late Ike Turner on piano in some of these selections keeps the beat jumping. Wow.

What do you absolutely need to hear here? Well, this is one of those albums where the music kind of grows on you (like with Bessie Smith and some others). "Looking For My Baby", "Running Wild Blues" and "I Love My Baby" set the mood in the middle. Is this Little Milton's definitive work? No. But he is hungry for fame and he is starting to rock- rock into musical history.