Category Archives: Five Stars

Merle Haggard: Hag / Someday We’ll Look Back

merlehaggard_hagStellar pair of 1971 albums continues Haggard’s incredible run

Merle Haggard proved himself a triple-threat country legend – a compelling live performer, a repeat hitmaker and one of the genre’s best album artists. When he started his run on Capitol with 1965’s Strangers and 1966’s Swinging Doors/TheBottle Let Me Down, he packed each with superb originals and beautifully interpreted covers. Even more impressive is that the quality never dipped as he released multiple albums per year throughout the 1960s and well into the 1970s. By the time he released this pair in 1971, Haggard was an international success (having been named the “Entertainer of the Year” in 1970 by both the ACM and CMA) and so deeply in the zone as to make these works seem completely effortless.

1971’s Hag followed tribute albums to Jimmie Rogers (Same Train, A Different Time) and Bob Wills (A Tribute to the Best Damn Fiddle Player in the World), and found Haggard returning to songwriting. He sustains the melancholy broken hearts of earlier albums in troubled romances, teary goodbyes and even a happy-go-lucky capitulation to bad luck. Though Haggard’s politics had been misinterpreted with “Okie Muskogee,” the social tolerance of “The Farmer’s Daughter” is plainspoken, and his call to a higher authority, “Jesus, Take a Hold” is clear in its assessment of the world’s ills. He holds true to himself with “I Can’t Be Myself” and closes the album with an inventory of some unusual experiential riches.

The album’s covers include Redd Stewart and Ernest Tubb’s “Soldier’s Last Letter,” as sadly poignant in the Vietnam era as it had been during World War II. Dave Kirby’s down-and-out “Sidewalks of Chicago” mirrors Haggard’s own hard-luck songs, as does the cast off alcoholic of Dean Holloway’s “No Reason to Quit.” This CD reissue adds three bonus tracks: a superb version of Hank Cochran’s outlaw declaration “I’ll Be a Hero (When I Strike),” a relaxed jazz-tinged cover of the blues “Trouble in Mind,” and a previously unreleased cover of the tin pan alley standard “I Ain’t Got Nobody” whose lively yodel, fiddle and swing beat recall Haggard’s love of Bob Wills.

The year’s second album, Someday We’ll Look Back, is more subdued, with several ballads lined by strings and pedal steel. There’s infidelity, relationships teetering on the edge and a tearful memory of better days, but there are also moments of optimism as Haggard dreams of a brighter future and considers dipping his toe back into the mainstream. There’s also some twangy Bakersfield-styled guitar licks and songs of the California fields. Dottie West’s “One Row at a Time” follows a Georgian’s migration to the coast, Haggard’s classic “Tulare Dust” sings of the hard labor at journey’s end, and Dallas Frazier’s “California Cottonfields” surveys the Golden State’s broken promise.

The gulf between hippies and straights is bridged once again on “Big Time Annie’s Square,” and the hopeless dreams of a convicted man provide grist for “Huntsville.” The bonuses include a cover of Bob Wills’ fiddle tune, “Spanish Two Step,” and Haggard’s multi-symptom “Worried, Unhappy, Lonesome and Sorry.” Haggard’s first dozen albums are remarkable in their consistency, and though this pair, much like the last few, consolidates rather than pushes forward, they remain among the best in his catalog.

Capitol’s series of two-fers include both original album covers (one on each side of the booklet), color photo reproductions, and newly struck liner notes. Though Haggard fans are likely to have a lot of this material on previous single-CD reissues or box sets, the logical album pairings and remastered 24-bit sound make these sets especially attractive. The only real nits one could pick is the absence of session credits, master numbering and chart positioning, as well as a lack of detail on some of the bonus tracks. These are minor issues for such a stellar series of five-star reissues. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

Various Artists: The Ikon Records Story

various_ikonrecordsstoryTreasure trove of mid-60s Sacramento garage sides

This two-CD set catalogs 58 obscure garage-rock sides waxed at Sacramento’s Ikon Studio in the mid ’60s. Ikon was one of Sacramento’s top professional recording studios, and in addition to commercial work, they operated the custom Ikon label. Local groups, including many Battle-of-the-Band winners visited Ikon to imortalize themselves on a hundred copies of a 7″ single. The low production runs kept Ikon a secret from even many ardent garage rock collectors, and poorly mastered third-party vinyl (by Modern in Los Angeles) often failed to convey the high quality of the original recordings.

Compilation co-producer Alec Palao dug up a reel of original masters, and as the project rolled along, additional masters were recovered. The resulting snapshot of mid-60s young Sacramento is rendered in sound quality often better than the original singles. As a studio-for-hire, Ikon recorded all kinds of music, but Palao and co-producer Joey D keep a bead on garage rock (including snotty punk, folk rock, surf, frat stompers and organ rave-ups), some quite polished and some lovingly inept. This set is a gem, offering top-notch sound quality, good tunes, and plenty of spirited performances. Palao’s extensive band notes fill out a booklet thick with photos and reproductions of period ephemera. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

Slaid Cleaves: Everything You Love Will Be Taken Away

slaidcleaves_everythingyouloveDevastating album of anguished folk, rock and country

Austin singer-songwriter Slaid Cleaves returns with an album of Americana whose quiet beauty belies lyrics of deep resignation. Just as Springsteen’s anthems can obscure his bite, Cleaves presents his songs with an offhandedness that, on the surface, offsets the despondency of his words. The angst of love’s vulnerability, the political, social and economic polarization of a new gilded age, and the human misery of war are just a few topics that lead Cleaves to close with the fatalistic proscription “live well and learn to die, soon in the dust you’ll lie, with everything you know / Cruel death will not spare, the wise the young or fair, let’s drain this cup of woe.” The album is titled Everything You Love Will Be Taken Away, after all.

Cleaves sings with a warmth that infuses an element of hope in the crushing blows he delivers. Is there hard-won pain or only a clever couplet in singing “Every man is a myth, every woman a dream / Watch your little heart get crushed when the truth gets in between”? Is there bitterness or repudiation in “Here comes another blown up kid from over there / Making the whole world safe for the millionaires”? Probably a bit of each. The deftness with which he explicates characters in a perfectly framed, heartbreaking moment is breathtaking; he highlights the comfort and torment memories create in a war widow with the lyric, “I lose a little bit of myself with each tear I wipe away,” and captures the humanity of hookers in their attempt to keep warm on a Christmas Eve stroll.

Even when singing in the first person, Cleaves is more of an observer than a participant, and when he reports, it’s with a keen eye. His story of an old-time hanging, “Twistin’,” is an uncomfortably business-as-usual outing that connects to a devastatingly modern indictment. His quiet vocal lets the horrors speak for themselves, with corporal drum and moaning fiddle standing as characters. His cover of Ray Bonneville’s “Run Jolee Run” cycles from hunted to hunter and back to hunted, and the romantic of “Dreams” wonders “where do all your dreams go to, when it all starts to turn untrue / what is all your wishing for, when you don’t believe in dreams anymore?”

The album winds down with a bitter critique of politicians, global industrialists and sleepwalking media, somehow managing to retain a belief in the goodness of man. The closer, “Temporary,” resigns itself to existential impermanence. The magic of this album is how appealing Cleaves and his producer, Gurf Morlix, make such downbeat material. The arrangements are spare and quiet, the tempos deliberate, and though Cleaves is in his mid-forties, his voice retains a youthful tone that’s slightly scratched at the top end of his range. This is the most absorbing album Cleaves has recorded so far, and a strong contender for album-of-the-year honors. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

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George Jones: A Picture of Me (Without You) / Nothing Ever Hurt Me (Half as Bad as Losing You)

georgejones_picturemenothingeverStellar twofer of Jones’ early work with Billy Sherrill

By the early 1970s, George Jones had through lived enough personal and professional experience for several mere mortals. He’d been discovered by producer Pappy Daily, broke as a hardcore honky-tonker in the mid-50s, graduated into a compelling balladeer by decade’s end, notched solo and duet classics throughout the ’60s, developed a drinking habit that begat his “No Show Jones” nickname, divorce his second wife to marry Tammy Wynette (with whom he launched a successful string of duet releases), and left Daily behind when he signed with Epic in 1971. Epic teamed Jones with legendary countrypolitan producer Billy Sherrill, and after the optimistic, love-soaked George Jones (We Can Make It), the duo dug into this superb pair of albums.

1972’s A Picture of Me (Without You) finds Jones and Sherrill getting more comfortable with one another. Sherrill’s influence dominates the backgrounds with tight arrangements, measured tempos, smoothing touches of piano and strings, and backing vocals by the Jordanaires. There’s a good helping of pedal steel, but it’s Jones’ voice that turns Sherrill’s productions from a sticky trap into winning contrast. Jones sounds remarkably comfortable throughout these sessions, singing with the ease with which others merely speak. He’d recorded (and would again record) more pyrotechnically astonishing performances, but singing songs that reflected his troubled marriage, he connected at a basic human level with his material.

1973’s Nothing Ever Hurt Me stretches in two directions, with Sherrill’s arrangements a shade slicker and Jones’ vocals a notch rawer. Even the ballads, like Don Gibson’s “Made for the Blues,” are sung in a straight country tone, without any sort of croon. Sherrill uses acoustic guitars to add a folksy edge to the layers of strings. Thematically, things seem to have been going better in the Jones-Wynette household, as the album features several love songs, and drinking only figures into the closer, “Wine (You’ve Used Me Long Enough).” Then again, the drinking song was a Jones-Wynette co-write, so who knows? As on the previous album, there are numerous individual highlights, including a solemn cover of Lefty Frizzell’s “Mom and Dad’s” waltz that gives Jones a chance to dig into his lower notes.

Given the huge amount of material Jones recorded for Musicor (before hopping to Epic) throughout the ’60s, it’s a wonder that he had anything left to give. The opportunity to slow down, pick and write songs, and work through arrangements with a strong-willed but sympathetic producer seems to have tapped into yet another reservoir of artistry. Jones has released nearly a hundred albums over the course of fifty years, but most were showcases for hit singles and filler; few were as solid as this pair. Though a greatest hits package is a good place to get a broader look, this two-fer is a terrific introduction to the basic elements of Jones’ artistry. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

Jason Karaban: Mayfly

jasonkaraban_mayflyAll too brief EP of haunted despair and melancholy

Karaban’s released a trio of exquisitely beautiful pop records, 2006’s Doomed to Make Choices, its cohort Leftovers, and last year’s Sobriety Kills. Now busy in the studio on a follow-up, he’s issued this striking three-song EP. Each of Karaban’s releases seems more pensive than the last, and these stripped-down piano-and-voice arrangements are at once meditative in instrumental tone and expansive in melodic heft. Inspired by a letter from a Civil War general to his wife, Karaban’s written songs whose moodiness conjures up the desolation and fear that soldiers endure before and after battle.

The opening “Sullivan’s Ballou” is played with the piano’s dampers up, chords floating reflectively in their own sustain, intertwining with wordless vocal backing and ghostly images of fallen comrades laying dead in open fields. The harmony vocal of “No Casualties” clings more tightly to the lead, but even with Chris Joyner’s piano playing more ornate patterns, a sense of dread is heard in the defeated undertaking of retreat. The closing “A Far Better Place” is similarly joyless in its declaration of victory, with a piano played up front chiming like funeral bells as the vocals recede into the hereafter.

Earlier comparisons with Michael Penn and Jason Falkner fail to capture the essence of despair permeating these new tracks. Even Karaban’s previous releases do not adequately prepare listeners for these spare, down-tempo readings. That said, the song craft that was built up in layers on Sobriety Kills now allows Karaban to intensify his emotional impact by stripping tracks to their basics. It’s daring to let your melodies and vocals stand naked before listeners’ ears, but Karaban has the goods, trusts his art and shares the rewards. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

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Skeeter Davis: The Essential Skeeter Davis

skeeterdavis_essentialSolid single-disc overview of Davis’ country and pop hits

Skeeter Davis was one of Nashville’s early female crossover stars, producing twangy country sides, Brill Building pop productions, and several hits that straddled both worlds. Her recording career opened on the country charts as half of The Davis Sisters with the sad duet “I Forgot More Than You’ll Ever Know.” Though sung in forlorn harmony with a strong pedal steel, the 1953 country chart topper also found its way into the pop Top-20. Sadly, Davis’ partner (though not actually her sister), Betty Jack Davis, was killed in a car crash, leaving Skeeter Davis to partner with Betty Jack’s sister for a couple more years.

When the reformulated Davis Sisters failed to click, Skeeter Davis moved on as a solo, signing with RCA and coming under the care of guitarist/producer Chet Atkins. Atkins’ doubling of her voice on country hits “Set Him Free,” “Am I That Easy to Forget,” “My Last Date (With You)” and “Where I Ought to Be” suggested the harmonies of the Davis Sisters, with Skeeter stepping out solo on selected verses. Davis returned to the pop charts as a solo artist with 1960’s “(I Can’t Help You) I’m Falling Too,” this time employing a countrypolitan sound shorn of steel and fiddle. Her original lyrical version of Floyd Cramer’s “Last Date” (retitled “My Last Date (With You)”) continued the dual country/pop success, and in 1963 she scored her biggest crossover hit with “The End of the World.”

The violin chart and heartbroken lyric of “The End of the World” suggested superb pop productions on the horizon. She reached the pop Top 10 with Goffin & King’s “I Can’t Stay Mad at You,” featuring Neil Sedaka-styled “shoobee doobee” backing vocals, a full Brill Buildling production, and a chipper girl-group lead. She also picked up “Let Me Get Close to You” from the Goffin & King catalog, doubling her vocal with pop harmonies that suggest Carole King’s early sides. Davis sang Brenda Lee styled ballads, pop confections, and continued to mint hits throughout the 1960s, including the lovely pizzicato “What Does It Take (To Keep a Man Like You Satisfied)” in 1967, and a ’50s styled cover of Dolly Parton’s “Fuel to the Flame.” This collection closes with Davis’ last two major hits, 1970’s Loretta Lynn flavored “I’m a Lover (Not a Fighter),” and 1971’s autobiographical “Bus Fare to Kentucky.”

Davis had too many hits to collect on a single disc, but the Essential set does an excellent job of balancing important tracks from both the country and pop sides of her career. Several lower charting country hits, including her Grammy® nominated cover of the Original Caste’s (and later Coven’s) “One Tin Soldier,” are omitted due to space constraints. Still, this is the most comprehensive single-disc collection issued so far, and makes a perfect starting point for enjoying Davis’ twenty year career as a hit maker. Those looking for a deeper helping of her country sides should check out the Country Legends collection, those craving more from the pop side should find the Pop Hits Collection (Vol. 1, Vol. 2). [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

Jackie DeShannon: What the World Needs Now Is… Jackie DeShannon- The Definitive Collection

jackiedeshannon_definitiveFamous songwriter, underappreciated performer

American songwriter Jackie DeShannon had two monumental top-10 hits as a performer, her own “Put a Little Love in Your Heart” and an indelible cover of Burt Bacharach and Hal David’s “What the World Needs Now.” But even with major chart success, she’s been more commercially successful writing songs others brought to fame, including The Searchers’ “When You Walk in the Room,” Marianne Faithfull’s “Come and Stay With Me,” and Tracey Ullman’s “Breakaway.” Many of he compositions are perennial cover bait, returning to the charts in new versions by artists ranging from Dolly Parton to Al Green to Tom Petty to Pam Tillis.

As her own albums and hits collections show, however, her immense talent as a songwriter was matched by her work as a singer. Her original versions of “When You Walk in the Room” and “Breakaway” aren’t merely songwriter demos – they’re templates of the angst and joy that would mark every subsequent version. Her early version of “Needles and Pins,” written by Sonny Bono and Jack Nitzsche, has all the hooks that made the Searchers’ subsequent cover a hit, and her original take of “Till You Say You’ll Be Mine” showed a young Olivia Newton John just how the song should sound (the Searchers’ string-lined cover pales in comparison to both the ladies’ versions).

This 28-track collection spans 1958 to 1980, but focuses most heavily on DeShannon’s output for Liberty between 1959 and 1970. Both of her hit singles are here, along with singles the flopped and originals of songs that became hits for others. DeShannon proves herself to be much more than a songwriter trying to cut their own tunes, she’s a talented vocalist equally comfortable with chirpy rockabilly, pop, soul, girl group harmony, and especially chiming folk-rock. DeShannon’s later ballads (those recorded after the success of “What the World Needs Now is Love”) often suffered from mundane orchestrations, but this collection keeps such tracks to a minimum.

This 1994 set was nominally replaced in the EMI catalog by the cover-laden and less satisfying Ultimate Jackie DeShannon. Better is Raven’s Come and Get Me and its recent companion, High Coinage. Of the four, What the World Needs Now still provides the most balanced portrait of DeShannon’s key years and the best starting point into DeShannon’s catalog. All four collections feature tracks not on the other three, so you might pick up more than one, or use any of the four as a map to the recent original album reissues. Finally, the Ace volume Break-A-Way: The Songs of Jackie DeShannon provides a good helping of others’ covers of her writing. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

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Jamey Johnson: That Lonesome Song

jameyjohnson_thatlonesomesongGritty country self-portrait

Johnson’s second album took a lot of people by surprise, even those who’d enjoyed his 2006 debut, The Dollar. As engaging as was his first album, particularly for his moving baritone voice, what emerged two years later was a much darker, much deeper songwriter. Despite writing chart-topping hits (including George Strait’s “Give It Away” and Trace Adkins’ “Ladies Love Country Boys”), Johnson lost both his record deal and his wife, and hard living caught up to him. Retreating to his writer’s pen, Johnson poured his pain into this set of songs, initially released independently, and subsequently picked up by Mercury. It’s doubtful that an album this hard-core country could have been recorded under the watchful eye of a major label, particularly as a follow-up to a commercially stiff debut. Luckily for listeners, Johnson followed his own road and let the label play catch-up.

The reckoning at the album’s core is front and center in the opening song’s catch line, “the high cost of living ain’t nothing like the cost of living high.” Johnson imagines himself in prison, rummaging through the emotional wreckage left in the wake of a wasted, out-of-control life. He lingers over the painful moments, as if they’re a cilice worn in repentance, as if to hasten redemption. The music lingers as well, with slow waltzes, instrumental passages verging on country jams, and dripping steel guitar codas that wind down as last gasps of contrition. The recovery sought in this suite (the songs often segue without gaps) is to be found in a crooked line of ups and downs that bounce between the realities of a gritty present and the dreams of a hopeful future. You can hear Johnson writing his way out of the hole he’d dug, working through admission, decision, inventory, amends, awakening and sharing.

By opening and closing each song informally, as if the band is warming up to a groove and searching for definitive endings, Johnson gives the album a compelling, off-the-cuff storytelling device. There have been few country albums – not songs, but albums – in recent years that have this one’s thematic focus. Rodney Crowell’s recent string of autobiographical albums comes to mind, but few others compare. If Waylon Jennings had ever stopped to doubt his most painful life choices, he might have written an album like this. Allen Reynolds “Dreaming My Dreams,” made famous by Jennings, is sung here in a dissipated voice that recasts the song’s idle wondering into a quiet prayer for salvation. Johnson was clearly touched by something larger when he wrote this album, finding a route to recovery and having the external awareness to write about it. It’s not pretty, but it certainly is breathtaking. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

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The Nerves: One Way Ticket

thenerves_onewayticketThe headwaters of mid-70s power pop

The Nerves – Peter Case, Paul Collins and Jack Lee – issued only one 4-song EP during their three year tenure, but that 1976 7” flew brilliantly in the face of then-dominant arena rock as well as the back-to-basics punk paradigm trailing in the Ramones’ wake. The Nerves mixed the pop melodics of the Beatles, Big Star, Raspberries and Rubinoos with the emerging DIY aesthetic to create music that had garage-rock intensity layered with the craft of AM-radio hooks. The EP served as a template for all three members’ subsequent solo careers, and drew a rock ‘n’ roll path that paralleled New Wave pop without surrendering to its badly aging musical affectations.

The EP was self-financed and thinly distributed, making it a collector’s item even at the time of its mid-70s issue. Two of its tracks, Lee’s “Hanging on the Telephone” and Case’s “When You Find Out” turned up on Rhino’s D.I.Y: Come Out and Play – American Power Pop I (1975-1978), and the previously unreleased “One Way Ticket” was included in the box set Children of Nuggets in 2005. The entire 4-song EP, along with the Plimsoul’s Zero Hour, and Jack Lee’s Greatest Hits, Vol. 1 turned up on the 1992 grey-market French CD That’s Totally Pop, but as Peter Case explains in this set’s liner notes, this is the Nerve’s first official full-length release. Included are the original four songs, two by Jack Lee, one by Case and one by Collins, augmented by a pair of tracks (Peter Case’s “One Way Ticket” and Jack Lee’s “Paper Dolls”) that were meant to be the EP’s follow-up on Greg Shaw’s Bomp label.

Paul Collins’ “Walking Out on Love,” which he later re-recorded with The Beat, is heard here in a frantic post-Nerves/pre-Beat version by Collins, Case and a pick-up guitarist. Case’s “Thing of the Past,” written for the Nerves, is performed live by an early version of the Plimsouls, and Jack Lee’s immediate post-Nerves sound is documented with the rockabilly-punk “It’s Hot Outside.” A rough demo of the Case-Collins “Many Roads to Follow” is sung to strummed acoustic guitars, combining the power of the British Invasion and Everly-styled harmonies. Demos of the group’s live staples “Are You Famous?” and “Letter to G.” show Jack Lee also had no shortage of fine material.

Also included are eight tracks recorded live on the group’s 1977 cross-country tour. The sound is listenable bootleg quality, which is better for getting a sense of the Nerves’ energy than a truly satisfying listening experience. No matter, the original EP is worth the CD’s full price, and the post-EP and post-Nerves tracks are great bonuses. Case moved on to form the Plimsouls, recording the brilliant debut Zero Hour and two immediate follow-up LPs; Collins formed The Beat, carrying on the Nerves pop-rock sound with the group’s eponymous debut; Lee unexpectedly found commercial success when Blondie covered the Nerves’ “Hanging on the Telephone,” and subsequently released a pair of albums in the 1980s. But it all started here – and all lovers of power pop should snap this up while it’s available! [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

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Various Artists: Four Decades of Folk Rock

various_fourdecadesoffolkrockAn expansive take on “folk rock”

Time Life Records was founded in the early ‘60s as a division of Time Inc., but sold off in 2003 to operate independently as part of the international conglomerate Direct Holdings Worldwide. Though no longer a part of the Time media empire, the label continues to be a terrific voice in the music reissue market, selling its wares via the Internet, standard retail channels, and most famously through television informercials. The latter may give Time Life the taint of earlier reissue labels like Ronco and K-Tel, but the high quality of their sets puts them firmly in league with the cream of the reissue industry. The label scored a coup last year with the first official reissue of the Hank Williams “Mother’s Finest” radio transcriptions, and their more recent anthology of music from the civil rights movement, Let Freedom Sing, was a tour de force.

This 2007 4-CD set explores the combination of folk and rock that sprang from the intersection of the late-50/searly-60s folk revival and the arrival of the Beatles on U.S. shores. Each of the four discs covers a decade (more or less), starting with the ‘60s on disc one and Dylan’s explosive electrification of “Like a Rolling Stone.” It might have made more sense to open with the Byrds’ “Mr. Tambourine Man,” which hit the charts in June of 1965, but the compilation producers’ focus on Dylan pegs Newport as the pivotal moment; the Byrds are represented by their end-of-65 hit of Pete Seeger’s “Turn! Turn! Turn!” Notable in their absence are the Beatles, Beau Brummels and Simon & Garfunkel. The ‘60s could easily have consumed all four discs (and virtually do so on the Folk Years set), so the producers chose to cover a generous helping of familiar bases and flesh out the first disc with brilliantly selected album sides by Tim Hardin, Fred Neil, Jefferson Airplane, Tim Buckley, The Band and Tim Rose. The latter’s oft-covered “Morning Dew,” is particularly impressive in this original incarnation.

Folk rock passed to singer-songwriters in the 1970s, the most commercially successful of which were more socially passive than their 1960s antecedents. There was still discontent to be found, but it was found on the more expansive and less commercially mainstream FM dial. Arlo Guthrie could lift a hit onto the charts with the non-contentious “City of New Orleans,” but his counterculture “Flying into Los Angeles” flew under AM’s radar. Disc two finds the social consciousness of folk rock’s first wave transplanted, post-Woodstock, into heavier arrangements and picking up progressive sounds from British acts Fairport Convention, Traffic, Thin Lizzy, Nick Drake, Steeleye Span and Pentangle. U.S. singer-songwriters are heard here, but some of the sharper edges, like Joni Mitchell and John Prine are missing.

The moribund ‘70s provoked a punk backlash by decade’s end, and the DIY aesthetic sparked a parallel movement of retro-pop and roots. The “Paisley Underground” in Los Angeles took cues from Gram Parsons, the Lovin’ Spoonful and Buffalo Springfield, and as imitation spun into innovation, the Bangles, Dream Syndicate, Rain Parade and Dave Alvin each found original footings. At the same time, a second wave of country outlaws began to chafe against the crossover aspirations of ‘80s Nashville, and unencumbered by mass commercial concerns, stretched their roots to the same folk sources from which their musical ancestors had grown. For a time the artists stayed underground, even as their songs, such as Lucinda Williams’ “Passionate Kisses,” became hits for others (Mary Chapin Carpenter in this case). In the next two decades, the underground would find more direct channels to its listeners.

By the ‘90s, the media landscape changing, and by the ‘00s the marketing landscape was quickly losing the friction imposed by major record labels. Music radio had all but imploded, replaced by individually programmed channels of a listener’s iPod, and streams of music found their way through film and television, commercials, on-line downloading (both legal and illegal), YouTube videos, and a wealth of Internet critics and bloggers clamoring to tout their latest discoveries. The directness with which artists could connect to listeners via MySpace returned the intimate fan connection of the ‘60s coffeehouse. Ironically, the underground flourished amidst the mass exposure of the Internet.

Though “folk rock” as a named genre is generally regarded as having only opened a brief window in the ‘60s, its influence trickled into many subsequent forms, as collected across discs two through four. It’s may seem like a stretch to apply the label to country-tinged works such as found on disc four, but there is a line through the singer-songwriters of the ‘70s, the roots movement of the ‘80s and the emergence of Americana (or at least its labeling) in the ‘90s. It’s that through-line, rather than a catalog of songs from mid-to-late ‘60s, that is this set’s offering. Transiting around from Uncle Tupelo, Wilco and Son Volt to the Band’s 1968 cover of Dylan’s “I Shall Be Released” on disc one completes an unbroken circle. Disc one gives a solid shot of nostalgia, discs two through four carry forward the producers’ theme and provide deep content for connoisseurs.

The 63-page booklet accompanying this set includes a lengthy essay by author Bruce Pollock and extensive song notes by ex-Rhino Records producer Ted Myers. Discographical details include recording dates and locations, personnel, and release and chart dates. Everything here is stereo except for tracks 4, 11, and 13 on disc one, and the mastering engineers at DigiPrep have done a fine job of knitting disparate material into cohesive sounding discs. If you can get past thinking the title implies four CDs of music from 1965-1969, you’ll be fascinated by the expansive view essayed here. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]