Alex Chilton S&D

Yeah, I got Rob Jovanovic's Big Star chronicle when it first came out, or at least the trade pb did (latter revised & updated, I now see) around the time of In Space and Cilton's Katrina adventure ---but this one might be good as memory-comprehension aid re solo releases---?

get back, typo!

Alex's guitar style is one weird thing after another. I can't think of any other rock guitarist who was more varied while at the same time so, not limited, but consistently identifiable even when he was aiming for what I believe he was interested in: a kind of anonymity. The stealth of the rhythm guitarists he liked, which had to include Teenie Hodges, Cropper, Reggie Young, Bobby Womack, Dave Davies, John Lennon and Snooks Eaglin. And basically every R&B guitarist who played chords and a combination of those chords and figured stuff behind a vocal. Also, Little Beaver on the Miami stuff with Betty Wright and his own great Party Down album. And Johnny Guitar Watson and Carl Wilson. Also Hendrix, whom I think Alex has more than a little affinity for and with whom Alex could've easily played with. That's a very odd set of reference points for a "rock" guitarist, like he aspired to be the guy in the background on a Brenton Wood record. It's also a style that seems to disappear in front of your ears--weightless, not really "bluesy" but totally blues-oriented, not "heavy" but strange, strangulated, and decidedly off-kilter amid the standard usages he favored. However the heck he did Radio City, that stands as a monument to anti-rock rock guitar as surely as anything by Johnny Thunders or Lou Reed. Whatever he's playing underneath the lines in "She's a Mover" that go "now all night" and "she's coming from," which in cover versions just gets turned into the chords themselves, very easy shit, is completely ineffable and functions as commentary that's never over the line into embellishment, but is obviously intended as commentary. That's an extremely subtle gift, and every single thing he plays on that record is actually just about the simplest stuff you can play. Not necessarily harmonically, but certainly it never strays from the most basic things. What remains so uncanny about Radio City is, if you listen to the thing enough and then stop to remember, this is rock 1973, you begin to realize that's its just one step over and across from completely standard playing, like the fucking James Gang and Rick Derringer and so forth, but it has a totally different feel. "September Gurls" in particular is so, so simple.

Also uncanny is the stuff on the third Big Star album. "You Can't Have Me" is just like I to IV chords, yet listen carefully and he's also juicing them with subtle dissonances and wide voicings--big chords. There's the barest hint of "jangle" in one section that disappears like Windex in the heat. "Thank You Friends" is like American Studio Craft, as if it's some Ronnie Milsap record produced by Chips Moman in 1970, just the barest hint of something outside the normal I-II-IV_V progression, a suspension that hooks you in. And again, just very simple. The Chilton space is one where things are up on the beat, and rendered in a tempo neither very slow or very fast, a medium tempo that allows for reflection. I think his least effective, but still interesting, guitar playing comes in 1977, when he does indeed sound something like Neil Young or Tom Verlaine. He's barely on his marks, skidding around and making a comedy act out of making the changes, but he makes them, mostly. Again, the basics: the version of "Take Me Home and Make Me Like It" on the CBGB-recorded One Day in New York set is exemplary blues-rock guitar 101, chugging along as the rhythmic pulse and one slangy lick that anchors the turnaround, the psychology of which he totally respects even as the "solo" careers almost out of the picture, like Richard Lloyd in Tops Barbeque in Memphis. Take it down into your own thang, son, and don't forget the sauce while you're down here with us.

Marshall Crenshaw is a better guitarist, I think, obviously, but Alex and Marshall Crenshaw are almost doin' the same thing, in general, and Crenshaw's "Seven Miles an Hour" is my single favorite thing he ever did, except for a song called "Passing Through" which is as beautiful as the most melancholy Big Star tunes, and it's Alex cleaned up, more uptight, in a carefully arranged room full of white furniture and 37-year-old ex-beauty queens both Alex and Marshall wish they knew better.

Weightless guitar, Reggie Young meets Hendrix meets Mick Ronson and goes out for a grilled cheese sandwich. Pretty much how I remember his guitar playing when he was in a good mood and on it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcZk3PYeTkk

Wow, thanks! Also,
...exemplary blues-rock guitar 101, chugging along as the rhythmic pulse and one slangy lick that anchors the turnaround, the psychology of which he totally respects even as the "solo" careers almost out of the picture, like Richard Lloyd in Tops Barbeque in Memphis. Take it down into your own thang, son, and don't forget the sauce while you're down here with us is pretty much my impression of how he fit (esp. instrumentally: vocals are also respectful enough, while slightly campy, w/o irony [of lol what am I goofy white pop-rock boy doing here] getting too underlined) w Hi Rhythm on the xpost live one-off (I'm assuming it's that, but hope he did perform with them again at some point, recorded or not).

Alex had never met the Hi players in toto, except for Charles Hodges, who played on one track on Man Called Destruction, and never played with 'em again.

Did you note the "(Theme From) A Summer Place" quotation solo at the end of the first song on that video?

Excuse the typos. Alex also was actually literate, so I guess I need to be more careful. Also, I think the bio by George-Warren is very flawed. There's not one bit about his style or approach in a practical sense. No discussion of how he got his guitar sound. Very light on his last decade. Alex needed a very tough person who was also a discerning ear to how musicians achieve their effects, which she's just too travails-of-thwarted-star to bother with. I actually can't think of one piece or book that gets him. I've read just about every interview ever done with him and listened to every interview I can find. From that you begin to get the picture. Alex was both a synoptic student of pop and rock and a guy who actually contributed to it, fundamentally at a Sun Records level. Which is completely singular.

Edd, judging from the most recent thread revive, I think you are the one to write the book on LX.

Or if that's too stressful maybe we can have you hypnotized like the guy in PKD's Time Out of Joint so that you can write the book while you think you are doing something else.

Just was moved through the ILX pachinko game from the Doris Day to the Terry Melcher thread, which led me to listen to his jaw-dropping Is It Tone Deaf Or Genius? take on “Stagger Lee” which somehow reminded me of Alex’s approach.

Edd is now one of the lobes (along with ov mastermynd---Dickinson-Chilton-inspired---thee spirit and letter, incl. covers ov "Bangkok" and "Take Me Home and Make Me Like It," also a dystopian vision of Spooner and Karen Oldham----It Came From Nashville: https://f4.bcbits.com/img/a0267189080_10.jpg

In late 2020, after figuring out that the only thing I wanted to do musically was a kind of cabaret-style retrospect of some great songs I thought other people ought to know about, I assembled a group of Nashville musicians at Sundog Recording Studio with engineer and producer Michael Esser. We recorded six songs drawn from the mists of the 1970s, and added one instrumental I wrote myself. We cut with almost no rehearsal, and trusted to the unguarded moment to guide us in our reconstructions of these timeless tunes.
...Fayetteville, Paris, Nashville, Memphis, man, it's all the same on this record.
https://thecontactgroup1.bandcamp.com/album/varnished-suffrages
https://thecontactgroup1.bandcamp.com/album/varnished-suffrages

Sorry, I meant (along with *Michael Esser*)

Also meant *"1980,"* a dystopian vision of Spooner and Karen Oldham.

Nice!

Good production job Edd