Justin Hayward (& John Lodge)
He is We
Head, Heart & Hands
Heads Hands & Feet
Heads in the Sky
Hearts & Flowers
Pillows & Records (2005, 47.54) **/T½
Wherever You Are
Get Over Yourself
The Distance Between Us
Pillows & Records
Aidan Hawken is a modern American singer-songwriter; you may be thinking, "'This doesn't bode well". Unfortunately, you'd be right. Saying that, although his solo debut after years of playing in bands, 2005's Pillows & Records, is a pretty insipid affair, unlike, say, Maximilian Hecker, Hawken's music doesn't fill me with homicidal urges, which is a bonus. The album's plus points include some nice instrumental hooks, not least the guitar intro to Crush, although Hawken's weedy voice drags some potentially reasonable material down.
Jason Borger plays Mellotron, with a major cello part on (proper) opener Take In, strings on Get Over Yourself and both on the title track, which was rather more than I'd expected. I'd be lying if I said this was a good listen, but compared to many of his contemporaries worldwide, Hawken's rather limp style isn't actively offensive and sounds like he could actually do something worthwhile if only he'd loosen up a bit.
Hall of the Mountain Grill (1974, 40.56/58.38) ****/TTT½
(Disappear in Smoke)
Wind of Change
You'd Better Believe it (live)
Hall of the Mountain Grill
You'd Better Believe it (single version edit)
Psychedelic Warlords (Disappear in Smoke) (single version)
Paradox (remix single edit)
It's So Easy]
Warrior on the Edge of Time (1975, 44.49/47.51) *****/TTT½
|Assault & Battery Part I
The Golden Void Part II
The Wizard Blew His Horn
The Demented Man
Standing at the Edge
Spiral Galaxy 28948
Kings of Speed
The '1999' Party: Live at the Chicago Auditorium, March 21 1974 (1997, 97.53) ****½/TTT½
|Intro/Standing on the Edge
It's So Easy
You Know You're Only Dreaming
Veterans of a Thousand Psychic Wars
Seven By Seven
You'd Better Believe it
The Psychedelic Warlords (Disappear in Smoke)
Master of the Universe
Welcome to the Future
Atomhenge 76 (2000, 84.37) ***/½
Wind of Change
Uncle Sam's on Mars
Time For Sale
Back on the Streets
Space-rock veterans Hawkwind have rarely, if ever kept the same lineup for two albums running, so finding themselves without the services of poet-in-residence Bob Calvert for the recording of their fourth studio outing, Hall of the Mountain Grill, they moved slightly (but only slightly) away from their roots, recording their most overtly 'progressive' album yet. It was the first to feature violinist/keyboard player Simon House, who slapped Mellotron all over the album, giving the band an occasional symphonic edge, without destroying the freeform element of their sound.
Unfortunately, the Mellotron is recorded fairly badly; in fact, the production overall is pretty ropey, but that's what happens when you spend the entire recording process stoned out of your mind, I suppose. House comes straight in on funkyish opener Psychedelic Warlords (Disappear In Smoke) (I expect they do...), with a string part running through most of the song. More of the same on instrumental Wind Of Change, while D-Rider has what may be 'Tron choir, but it may just be actual voices. Hard to tell. The title track is another instrumental piece with loads of 'Tron layered over the piano (!) part. I told you this isn't a typical Hawkwind album... A live Paradox closes the album with more 'Tron strings, giving you a taste of the rarely heard 'Mellotron jam' style; it has to be said, there's a reason you don't usually jam with one, but House makes a good go of it anyway... Incidentally, the EMI CD adds several tracks, most of which are 'single versions', but there's also a b-side, It's So Easy, including more of that strange 'Tron choir.
The following year, Hawkwind produced what some fans consider to be their piéce de resistance, Warrior on the Edge of Time. It's a very different album to, say, their stunning live extravaganza Space Ritual (*****), but works brilliantly as a straight space/prog crossover. Opening with Lemmy's bass under House's 'Tron strings, Assault And Battery is one of the band's all-time classics, driving along superbly before shifting into The Golden Void, with more 'Tron and one of the most piercing MiniMoog notes you're ever likely to hear (and no, it's NOT House's violin!). Opa-Loka isn't really a song, as such; more a rhythm track with some 'Tron strings layered over top, with a few other bits thrown in. In direct contrast, The Demented Man is a rarity for Hawkwind, an acoustic ballad (complete with seagull sound effects), with much 'Tron strings and choir. Side two of the album is strangely 'Tron-free, but just as good, apart from final track Kings Of Speed, which really doesn't fit the album's feel at all; it was released as a single, backed by Lemmy's Motorhead, included on the CD. Stop the disc after Dying Seas and you'll have a more 'complete' album, to be honest. Although House stayed in the band for another couple of albums, he obviously disposed of his Mellotron after Warrior, switching to various synths, along with his trusty violin.
Since the mid-'80s, Hawkwind have fallen prey to the reissue merchants, with literally dozens of compilations, dodgy live recordings and straight reissues of their early albums on a bewildering variety of labels, with, no doubt, little if any of the profits making their way back to the band. Some of these are awful recordings (the cheekily-named Space Ritual Vol.2 (***) springs to mind), while some are just plain awful (The Text of Festival (**½)), so Hawkwind collecting has become an absolute minefield for the newbie. Two or three of the dodgier efforts could put you off them for life, but anyone who picked up The '1999' Party should have no such problem; a good, professional recording from their 1974 'Mountain Grill' tour of the States, it sounds great and is superbly packaged. Simon House's Mellotron is used on six tracks, three of which are the same as their Mountain Grill antecedents, leaving three older songs with Special Extra Added Mellotron for flavour; all are improved by the 'Tron strings, especially the excellent You Know You're Only Dreaming. Incidentally, the album is notable for an early appearance of Mike Moorcock's poem Veterans Of A Thousand Psychic Wars, later to be set to (excellent) music by his other chief musical collaborators, the Blue Öyster Cult.
While we wait in vain for a decent 'Warrior' tour recording, any number of other tours become documented, in highly variable qualities. Atomhenge 76 (edited to a single disc for US release as Thrilling Adventures: Live 1976, a.k.a. Thrilling Hawkwind Adventures) is a murky, bootleg-quality recording from Bristol Colston Hall, September '76 on their Astounding Sounds tour. Bob Calvert was back in the band for a spell, and is one of the best things about the album, although it's noticeable that, aside from Uncle Sam's On Mars (basically Opa-Loka with narration), there's nothing here from the previous year's Warrior.... Basically, this is a bit of a mess; a so-so set list, averagely played and poorly recorded. There are several incredible Hawkwind live albums; this is not one of them. As far as Simon House's credited Mellotron goes, (surely on its last outing?), assuming it's actually one at all, all I can hear is some murky, background strings on Time For Sale (where is this track from?); the strings on about the best things here, Paradox and Wind Of Change, are string synth.
So; all these albums except Thrilling Adventures are well worth your dosh, but if you're not sure where to start, go for Warrior first. In fact, that and Space Ritual should be your Hawkwind starting points, but for 'Tron action, go for any of Mountain Grill, Warrior or '1999' Party. So, when are we going to get a decent '75 live recording, eh?
See: Nik Turner | Space Ritual
Lowedges (2003, 40.53) ***/½
|Run for Me
Oh My Love
The Only Road
On the Ledge
You Don't Miss Your Water (Till Your River
The Motorcycle Song
|It's Over Love
I'm on Nights
The Nights Are Made for Us
Sheffield native Richard Hawley played in the last incarnation of Pulp, being encouraged by that band's Steve Mackey and Jarvis Cocker to record his own, pre-psych '60s-influenced songs. Lowedges (named, as are most of his albums, after an area in his hometown) is his second full-lengther, and it has to be said, if you're going to get anything out of this, you'd better be prepared to chuck anything later than, say, 1966 out of the window and get yourself ready for a burst of Sheffield noir. Think: rain, neon, cigarettes, horn-rimmed spectacles (not glasses), more rain, two channels on your black-and-white telly and Dusty Springfield on the radio. Appeal? Not here, it doesn't, but I've never understood this particular brand of nostalgia; however, Richard Hawley does, as do his increasing legion of fans, assuming you can call such a well-mannered bunch a 'legion'.
Colin Elliot is credited with Mellotron (he also plays it on Hawley co-production A Girl Called Eddy's self-titled album), but all I can hear is distant strings and flutes on opener Run For Me, either of which could be produced by almost anything, really. OK, not a Clavinet. Anyway, if you're into this kind of retro, you may well like Mr. Hawley, but don't come here looking for some kind of Mellotronic experience.
See: Pulp | Jarvis Cocker
Transcendental Highway (1998, 62.06) **½/½
Don't Believe You Anymore
My Brilliant Feat
Goodbye My Red Rose
If I Go
I'm Doing Fine
Wash it All Away
Death Row Conversation
I'll Leave the Light on
I Just Don't Think I'll Ever Get Over You
I'm Doin' Fine (demo)
Colin Hay is one of a host of Australians (famous or otherwise) born in Scotland, who emigrated with their families in childhood (think: most of AC/DC); he's best known as vocalist with Men at Work (come on, who can dislike Down Under?), going solo after their mid-'80s split. 1998's Transcendental Highway is one of those funny albums that starts badly, then improves all at once, in this case at track nine, Death Row Conversation, its sparse arrangement, allied with the album's best tune and lyric, adding up to a genuinely good song. The remainder of the album would make a nice, short-ish release, were Hay to scrap the rather turgid half hour-plus of slightly worldy pop/rock he serves up during the interminable first half, Sadly, this is what we get, dull, overlong efforts and all.
It's often difficult to work out what a Chamberlin's doing in a mix and this album's no exception. I think Dave Dale's providing the strings on If I Go, but it could be something else entirely, while the Chamby might be heard elsewhere. Hard to say. Anyway, while a few tracks here are probably worth hearing, the bulk of the album's pretty dullsville territory, frankly.
The Rub (2001, 31.30) ***/TT
|Start a Little Late
Slip is Showing
The Land of Nod
Wood and Glue
|Sign of Your Love
Pistol and Glasses
Lovely to See
Annie Hayden (ex-Spent) is an American singer-songwriter who has to be applauded for refusing to succumb to the temptation to appeal to the lowest common denominator. Her solo debut, 2001's The Rub, combines acoustic and electric elements on tracks such as Slip Is Showing and Sign Of Your Love, with the surprise addition of several instrumentals, not least the lovely Guitar Lesson and her sympathetic, keyboard-led version of (early) Fleetwood Mac's Albatross.
Hayden and John King share Mellotron duties, with string parts on the brief The Land Of Nod and Wood And Glue and flutes on Albatross, although the chord part on Slip Is Showing (sometimes credited as Mellotron) is nothing of the sort, sounding more like an early polysynth. So; a better than average album of its kind, although expecting anything too exciting will lead to disappointment, while nice Mellotron work on three tracks makes it work checking out if you see a copy cheap.
|7" (1969) ***/TT
The Haystack were yet another John Carter/Ken Lewis project (creators of the better-known Flower Pot Men, of Let's Go To San Francisco fame), releasing two 45s under the name in 1969. The second, Tahiti Farewell, is a rather slight effort with a vaguely Hawaiian feel, although the flip, Pantomime People, is a far better track, with more of a Flower Pot Men vibe to it.
Pantomime People features some nicely full-on Mellotron flutes and strings (and brass?), presumably from one of the dynamic duo, also presumably played on Southern Studios' much-used MkII. Both sides of the single are available on RPM's 2003 collection Measure for Measure: The John Carter Anthology, along with the 'A' of their first release, A Letter To Josephine, while Letter... and Pantomime... can also be found on The Flower Pot Men's Listen to the Flowers Grow.
See: The Flower Pot Men | Friends | Beautiful People | Ministry of Sound
Blue Jays (1975, 47.00/50.40) **/½
Remember Me (My Friend)
Nights Winters Years
Saved By the Music
I Dreamed Last Night
Who Are You Now
When You Wake Up
Songwriter (1977, 42.27/54.29) *½/0 (½)
Songwriter (Part 1)
Songwriter (Part 2)
One Lonely Room
Lay it on Me
Raised on Love
Wrong Time, Right Place
Heart of Steel
Learning the Game]
|7" (1979) *½/½
Heart of Steel
It's debatable whether or not The Moody Blues actually split up after the end of the original band's final tour in early '74; their most recent album (1972's Seventh Sojourn) was by then two years old, while their attempts to record its follow-up in '73 came to nothing. All five members recorded solo records, Justin Hayward and Mike Pinder initially working together, until Pinder dropped out, to be replaced by bassist John Lodge for 1975's Blue Jays, although Lodge doesn't actually play on the (originally non-album) hit Blue Guitar, Hayward being backed by 10cc. The album is, frankly, the most insipid piece of soft-rock schlock it's been my displeasure to hear for a while, making the Moodies sound like The Stooges. Well, nearly. Someone (Hayward?) plays a very background Mellotron string part on Who Are You Now, as against the real strings used across the rest of the album, although I'd be lying if I said it added anything to the record.
The same goes for Hayward's Songwriter ('77), a horrendously insipid effort about as out of tune with the times as you can imagine, although the thought of fluffy Justin attempting anything even remotely aggressive is liable to induce uncontrolled smirking. His 1979 single, Marie, however, appears to have some background M400 choirs about halfway through (from Hayward?), although it's a bit 'blink and you'll miss 'em'. If you're a diehard Moodies fan and have to have everything, both sides of the 45 are on the 2004 version of Songwriter, but I really cannot recommend either of these in any way, I'm afraid.
See: The Moody Blues | John Lodge
My Forever (2010, 37.10) *½/TT
|Forever & Ever
All About Us
Everything You Do
Happily Ever After
Kiss it Better
Prove You Wrong
Blame it on the Rain
He is We are the Tacoma, WA-based duo of Rachel Taylor and Trevor Kelly, who, going by their first full album (ignoring 2009's Old Demos), 2010's My Forever, play unbelievably twee indiepop, full of vocal 'oh-ah's and other infuriating indie tropes. Taylor's harsh, characterless voice helps matters not a whit, so with not one single song that transcends their incredibly narrow genre boundaries, this is an album to avoid at all costs.
Dan Romer (Ian Axel, Ingrid Michaelson) seems to play almost everything on the album, including Mellotron and Chamberlin, with (Mellotron?) flutes and (Chamberlin?) strings on opener Forever & Ever, Chamby strings on All About Us and what I take to be more of the same on Happily Ever After, Prove You Wrong and Fall. God, this is awful. This album has just two plus points: its tape-replay use and its merciful brevity.
Flat as a Pancake (1974/75, 39.22) ***/TTNever Been Any Reason
One Against the Other
Love Me Tonight
City of Gold
Fly By Night Lady
Lovin' Me Along
Ticket Back to Georgia
Gettin' Lucky (1977, 41.50) **½/T
Back in My Own Hands
Show Me I'm Alive
Take it on Home
Don't Let Me Sleep in the Morning
Sands of Time
Call to Arms and Legs
|Time Has a Way
Every Little Bit of My Heart
I don't know where Head East hailed from, specifically [note: St. Louis, Missouri, apparently], but they've got that Midwestern sound about them, a sort of hard-ish rock without really breaking sweat; think early REO Speedwagon, before the (full-on) AOR. Effectively r'n'b-based stuff, with plenty of boogie piano, rock'n'roll guitar and slightly ropey vocal harmonies, they were probably a decent enough draw on the mid-'70s concert circuit, supporting Ted Nugent and his ilk without ever risking being a serious danger to the headliners.
Originally released on their own label in 1974 before being picked up by A&M, Flat as a Pancake is typical of the genre, being perfectly competent, but desperately unexciting, and about as vital as being beaten over the head with a wet sponge. It starts well enough, with some nice synth work from Roger Boyd on Never Been Any Reason, but quickly slips into mid-tempoville, from where it rarely emerges. Boyd's keyboard work is one of the best things about the album, actually, with some nice Hammond (listen to the intro to probably the album's best song, Jefftown Creek), and synth on several other tracks. Not to mention, of course, a bit of Mellotron, most unusually for a band of this type, with the chief use being the strings on City Of Gold and Ticket Back To Georgia, both, unsurprisingly, ballads. I don't know what tapes Boyd had in his machine, but there's some brass on One Against The Other, and with no brass section credited, I suspect that's 'Tron, too. There may just possibly be a couple of other bits of 'Tron buried way down in the mix, but they're just as likely to be high-end Hammond deceiving the ear; hard to say. Anyway, not bad, not really that good, two decent-ish Mellotron tracks. That's it.
I expected there to be some 'Tron on 1976's Get Yourself Up, but with Greg Oakley credited with 'string arrangements', the two tracks with strings sound like the real thing. '77's Gettin' Lucky gets back to the (credited) 'Tron, although the strings on Show Me I'm Alive are real. The album is, to be brutally honest, stupendously average, with the only highlight of any kind being Sands Of Time, which sounds vaguely like Styx, or maybe Kansas, but everything else is either turgid Midwest boogie or a drippy ballad; the term 'filler' could've been invented to describe Call To Arms And Legs. Boyd digs out the 'Tron for one track, the wishy-washy Time Has A Way, but it's no match for even the fairly ordinary use on Flat as a Pancake. For those of you who saw my previous "I won't pay more than a quid or two if I find a copy" note, by the way, I did, in fact, pay exactly a pound for a copy of this in a charity shop. So; I couldn't in all conscience really recommend either of these albums for either music or Mellotron, although if you're into that mid-'70s American thing you might just like them.
Flor di Anglo (1980, 44.17) ***/TCaribbean Shuffle
El Diablo Suelto
Echoes of the Light
Flor di Anglo
Head, Heart & Hands were a German fusion outfit with a couple of ex-pat American members (guitarist Roy Louis also played on a few Passport albums), whose third and (to my knowledge) last album, 1980's Flor di Anglo, start off as a fairly typical offering from the period, before going a little off-piste with Sweet Secrets' slurring fretless bass and soprano sax lines, El Diablo Suelto's Disney-esque feel and the title track's epic fusion/prog approach. The rest of the album's slightly less interesting (at least to the non-fusion fan), but three tracks that go even slightly out on a limb is three more than on most similar.
The other non-German member, Geoff Stradling, plays keys, including Mellotron, clustered towards the end of the album, with distant (male?) choirs on Daniel, Echoes Of The Light and the title track. This is actually available on CD, maybe surprisingly; definitely worth it for fusion obsessives, possibly for the curious, but not really for the Mellotron fan.
Home From Home (the Missing Album) (1996, recorded 1970, 39.31) ***/T
|Bringing it All on My Own Head
Ain't Gonna Let it Get Me Down
How Does it Feel to Be Right
Friend of a Friend
Windy & Warm
Who Turned Off the Dark
|Can You See Me
Home From Home
Make Me Feel Much Better
Heads Hands & Feet, including legendary British guitarist Albert Lee and bassist Chas Hodges, later of Chas'n'Dave, coalesced from members of the Johnny Harris Orchestra, playing together at first as One Man Band. They recorded the material that eventually comprised Home From Home (the Missing Album) in 1970, but their record company, inexplicably, not only refused to issue it, but then chopped 1971's double Heads Hands & Feet down to a single disc for their home market, despite releasing the full version in the States. Record companies, eh? 1996 brought an exceedingly belated release for what should've been their debut album, an eclectic mixture of country, blues, folk and pop, not entirely unlike America's Blues Project, in some respects. Better tracks include opener Bringing It All On My Own Head, the syncopated Precious Stone and the folky Who Turned Off The Dark, Lee's and Hodges' instrumental work standing out particularly.
I presume it's keys man Mike O'Neill that plays the Mellotron on Windy & Warm, with a brass part worming its way into the mix halfway through, to be slowly supplanted by those classic, heavily-reverbed MkII strings, to excellent effect. Although a worthwhile release, it must be said that this is really only an album for aficionados, sounding rather dated in the cold light of a few decades later, which isn't to denigrate See for Miles' sterling reissue work in any way. So-so record, one great Mellotron track.
Heads in the Sky (1981, 35.32) ***/T½
|Heads in the Sky
Three Isle, My Land
Atomic Energy Sweet
On My Way to Freedom
Heads in Rio
Heads in the Sky were a little-known late-period prog outfit from Canada, whose sole, eponymous album was only released in their home country, the Netherlands, Germany and Japan, for some obscure reason. To be perfectly honest, it's not that great a record, being mostly rather insipid neo-ish prog, although that style was yet to appear in its full-blown form. There's a slight electro-pop influence in places, too, mainly due to Russ Walker and Chris McKim's synth use, including something that has to be an Oberheim. Unlike so many of their contemporaries, the band obviously had something to say, with both Three Isle, My Land (work it out) and Atomic Energy Sweet tackling the nuclear debate, though in a strangely laid-back kind of way. Walker sings on a few tracks, but overall, the album feels more instrumental than vocal, which is probably a good thing.
Walker and McKim stick some Mellotron on the album, although it's hardly the heaviest use you'll ever hear. There are distant choirs on Survive, occasional upfront string swells on Three Isle, My Land and the relatively lengthy On My Way To Freedom (plus a brief flute part on the latter), while a few seconds of strings on closer Heads In Rio finish a rather unsatisfying album with very little Mellotron use, considering on how many tracks it's used. This is one of those so-so records that gets prog fans excited due to its obscurity, then almost inevitably disappoints when it's actually tracked down. I've heard far worse, but there's practically nothing here that stands out from the pack, with its late-period 'Tron use being its only even minor talking point. Pick it up if you see it cheap, but don't go out of your way.
Heart (US) see:
Of Horses, Kids, & Forgotten Women (1968, 34.18) **½/½
|Now is the Time for Hearts & Flowers
Highway in the Wind
Second-hand Sundown Queen
She Sang Hymns Out of Time
Ode to a Tin Angel
When I was a Cowboy
Legend of Ol' Tenbrookes
Colour Your Daytime
|Two Little Boys
Extra Extra/Rock & Roll Gypsies
Hearts & Flowers were one of America's earliest country rock outfits, future Flying Burrito Brother/Eagle Bernie Leadon wandering in and out of their lineup. Their second (and last) album, 1968's Of Horses, Kids, & Forgotten Women is a slightly psychedelic Americana effort, although the psych element's nowhere near as obvious now (when we're used to such things) as I'm sure it was at the time. It's not a bad effort, but palls somewhat towards the end, despite its relative brevity; maybe you've really got to be into this stuff to appreciate it...
Someone plays Chamberlin strings on the most psychedelic thing here, Ode To A Tin Angel, alongside real strings, with all other string parts on the album appearing to be real. So; not bad, not great, one for Gram Parsons fans who just can't get enough of that sound, with very little Chamby.
The Wonder of it All (1974, 35.36) ***/TThe Wonder of it All
House of Living
Pass Me By
Eight Hours Time
I've Just Fallen
Racin' the Sun
Heartsfield were a six-piece countryish-rock band, and would quite possibly now be referred to as 'Americana'. Going by their second album (of four), The Wonder of it All, they were actually very good at it, having a slight CSN&Y vibe in places, specifically with regard to the vocal harmonies, although side two gets a bit countryish for my tastes. The best track (to my ears) is Shine On, with a more interesting chord sequence than the rest of their material, although Racin' The Sun is easily the album's longest track, allowing the band to stretch out a little.
Drummer Artie Baldacci doubled on piano and Mellotron, surprisingly, with a rich 'Tron strings part on Shine On, and some brief background flutes on Racin' The Sun, although this isn't exactly what you'd call an indispensable Mellotron album. If that laid-back '70s country-rock thing falls into your listening orbit, you could actually do a lot worse than this (it's now available on CD), although I've no idea what their other albums were like. Anyway, one decent 'Tron track, and the music's good for what it is. Better than the Eagles.
Pleasure One (1986, 40.36) *½/TContenders
If I Were You
Look at Me
Sheffield's Heaven 17 (or Seventeen), named for a fictional band in A Clockwork Orange, formed out of the B.E.F. (British Electric Foundation), who in turn, were composed of refugees from The Human League. Confused? After their initial burst of innovative synth-pop, characterised by singles like (We Don't Need This) Fascist Groove Thang and Temptation, they sunk into a mediocre premature middle-age, producing albums of averageness like their fourth, Pleasure One. This is basically '80s funk/pop-by-numbers, with none of the charm of their early work, perfectly content to trundle along in a funk-lite vein, without bothering overmuch about the songs. Harsh? Yup, but this was a really painful listen, amongst a sea of painful listens. Everything's that's worst about '80s pop encapsulated in one album.
Almost uniquely amongst such albums, though, is Martyn Ware's Mellotron use. Not that it's what you'd call major; strings that may be 'Tron on Look At Me, and definite strings on closer Free, though little enough that this hovers between half and one T, so in a spirit of generosity, I've opted for the latter. Anyway, I didn't want to hear this album, and nor do you. Hardly any 'Tron, and the music's horrible. Avoid.
The Heavy Circles (2008, 34.14) ***/T½
Ready to Play
Wait and Wait
Need a Friend
The Heavy Circles are the stellar duo of Edie Brickell and Harper Simon, respectively Paul Simon's third wife and son from his first marriage, only actually six years apart in age. Their sole, eponymous album to date, released in early 2008, features Brickell considerably more heavily than her stepson; she writes and sings lead on all the songs, making you wonder exactly where Simon Jr. actually fits in. It's a surprisingly decent album, all things considered, although I'm not sure you'd notice the contributions of their heavy friends (name inspiration?), including Sean Lennon, members of Cibo Matto, Money Mark, Martha Wainwright and Anna Waronker, were they not listed. The material's variable, veering between the jaunty Better, Ready To Play's '70s groove, Easier's lethargic, CSN&Y-alike early '70s feel and closer Oh Darling's low-key psychedelic wigout, although lowpoint Need A Friend's irritating cod-reggae feel could've been left on the cutting-room floor.
Patrick Warren does his usual Chamberlin thing, with flutes on opener Henri, strings on Maximo and cellos and very recognisable strings on Wait And Wait. Overall, then, a decent enough album, effectively a rockier-than-usual Brickell release, short enough to avoid the boredom induced by so many overlong, self-indulgent modern efforts with little dead wood. Not that much Chamby work, but what did you expect?
See: Edie Brickell | Harper Simon