After this review I’ll only have
two Queen albums to review. The ride isn’t quite complete yet, but I already know
it will be a good one.
Disc 738 is…. Hot Space
Artist: Queen
Year of Release: 1982
What’s up with the Cover? The early eighties were not kind to album
covers. Here we have some sort of Andy Warhol inspired monstrosity. Worst of
all, because of my slight colour blindness it is hard for me to even see the
John Deacon and Roger Taylor drawing.
How I Came To Know It: Just me drilling through all of
Queen’s albums. I had originally avoided “Hot Space” due to its reputation for
being a bit disco, but after my friend Spence played a concert DVD of Queen from
that era I realized how great they were. I went out and bought the studio album
shortly thereafter.
How It Stacks Up: I have fifteen Queen albums and they are all amazing
in their own way, so it is hard to stack them up. Nevertheless, you’re not here
to have me equivocate. I’ll put “Hot Space” in at #8 just behind “Sheer Heart Attack” and just ahead of “Innuendo.”
Ratings: 4 stars
Of all Queen’s albums, “Hot Space” is their most
artistically fearless. In 1982 disco was already dead and heavy metal was
starting to rise in the musical consciousness. The last thing in the world
Queen’s hard rock fans were waiting for was a funky dance record. Queen gave us
one anyway and then dared us to hate it. But we couldn’t do it – it was just
too damned good.
The record serves notice early on that it is going
to go new places, with the sexy-as-hell “Staying
Power.” The song’s opening lyric is “See
what I got/I got a hell of a lot!” and fittingly they then they show just
what they’ve got. Thirty seconds in, before the elevator had even let me out on
my walk to work last Friday, this song already had me dancing. It has
everything, including Freddie, more Freddie, a horn section and just a dash of
Brian May guitar and a John Deacon bass riff that is inspired.
Deacon featured prominently on 1980’s “The Game” as well, and he continues to show his stuff throughout “Hot Space.” On the
album’s second track “Dancer” he
brings a whole new awesome bass line. This time it is Brian May whose guitar builds
up the foundation in place of horns. He infuses Deacon’s funk with the rock
elements of Queen that you were anticipating a track earlier, but were denied
because hey – delayed gratification can be fun too. This is still a funky dance track, and because
of the way the album starts with “Staying
Power” your ear is ready for the marriage of dance groove and power chord.
After this the record shifts down a gear. The songs
are still amazing, but the energy moves from the hot groove of the dance floor
to the side lounges and VIP rooms. Here champagne and intrigue flow freely and
sidelong glances are the only ones you want.
One of the album’s hits, “Body Language” makes its appearance here, but I found it didn’t
have the forward momentum to hold my attention after all the sonic fun that had
come before, and would come after. Given the other choices, I am surprised this
was one of the singles.
The next high point on the album comes with a power
anthem in the traditional Queen mold, with “Put
Out the Fire.” This is a fist pumping chant of a song that has you reveling
in the power of it all until you realize…it is about the opposite. It is a song
about letting slights pass, forgoing gun ownership and generally putting out
the fire inside before you go and hurt someone. All this in the purest rock
song on the album; it is delightfully subversive.
It is fitting that the next song is a dirge for the
recently shot John Lennon, “Life Is Real”
and then before the album pulls you down too far (because remember, this is
Queen’s dance album) “Calling All Girls”
picks you back up. “Calling All Girls”
is a dozen different sounds laced together with some bright and shiny chord
strums from May’s guitar, sounding restrained but bright and eager. The song
even features early record scratching which we would come to associate with rap
music in a few years.
By the time we come to the album’s most recognizable
hit, “Under Pressure” at the very end
(and like “Staying Power” anchored by
a Deacon bass riff) we’ve seen it all; horns, piano, synthesizer, Freddie’s
voice, Brian’s guitar and all of it anchored by precision drumming of Roger
Taylor. There are no more worlds to conquer and the only thing left to do is
have David Bowie guest vocal, and so they do. And it is great. Not “Freddie
Great” but great nonetheless.
“Hot Space” challenges your preconceived notions of
what Queen represents and what they should sound like. Somehow the boys have taken
a myriad of separate elements and made each feel like a perfect fit with the
others. Along the way made you want to cut a rug on the dance floor to boot. This
isn’t an album the casual fan will buy, but that casual fan just has a couple
of greatest hits compilations anyway. How sad for them.
Best
tracks: Staying
Power, Dancer, Put Out the Fire, Calling All Girls, Under Pressure
1 comment:
This one is close to the bottom of the list for Queen albums for me. It has always left me a little cold. My top 3 from this one would be Under Pressure, Dancer, and Action This Day.
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