Wednesday, July 10, 2019

CD Odyssey Disc 1279: Little Feat


Welcome back, gentle readers. Let’s get to the music!

Disc 1279 is… The Last Record Album
Artist: Little Feat

Year of Release: 1975

What’s up with the Cover? A jackelope pauses on a scrub-brushed street. In the background the hills of Hollywood – composed of orange Jell-O and whipped cream – tower into the sky. Apparently no matter how bat-shit crazy your album cover is, there is always room for Jell-O.

How I Came to Know It: My friend Elaine first put me onto Little Feat as a band. “The Last Record Album” was just me digging through their back catalogue to see what else appealed.

How It Stacks Up:  Turns out “The Last Record Album” didn’t appeal much at all. I have four Little Feat albums and I put this one in last place. As this is my last Little Feat review, here’s a recap:

  1. Dixie Chicken: 4 stars (reviewed at Disc 1084)
  2. Sailin’ Shoes: 4 stars (reviewed at Disc 1168)
  3. Feats Don’t Fail Me Now: 3 stars (reviewed at Disc 797)
  4. The Last Record Album: 2 stars (reviewed right here)
Ratings: 2 stars

Little Feat’s prodigious musical talent never fails to ensorcell me, but it was only a matter of time until their urge to noodle would break the charm. That moment finally happened with “The Last Record Album.”

Most of the ingredients that make me love Little Feat on earlier albums are here. Lowell George is a gifted guitar player and songwriter, and he knows how to drop his hazy hippy spell on the blues and create some boogie woogie brilliance. The band takes its lead from George, sitting down in the pocket and letting the spirit of his songs flow through them. Looking back, I’m sure that’s what convinced me to buy this record.

All of that musicianship is present on “The Last Record Album” but unfortunately that’s where the magic ends. The songs don’t have the same structure or appeal as were present on the earlier records I had reviewed. Everything sounds as groovy as ever, but groovy just isn’t enough on its own.

The best track, “Long Distance Love” is an FM radio masterpiece. The song is lyrically about not being with the one you love, but musically it feels so chilled out you don’t mind the separation. It is a solid little number that would sound good played out of a Camaro’s car stereo as you hang out with your buddies down at the lake on a sunny summer afternoon.

Unfortunately, “Long Distance Love” is the exception, and the other tracks tend to have the same relaxation vibe, but without a compelling melody to draw you in. The record is so mellow it would be fine as background music, but who wants music just in the background?

Worse, there are songs on this record that transition from harmless mellow to irksome noodle. “Day or Night” is over six minutes of song and at least half that time ist taken up with various meandering solos, each more surreal than the last. Through the latter half of the record we get an organ solo, a drum solo and – seemingly inevitably – a bass solo. The journey on the organ is particularly arduous. Everyone plays as great as ever, but I still badly wanted it to end.

My CD version of the album has two bonus tracks (three if you count the seven second track consisting of some ballpark-style organ and someone saying “bonus!”). These tracks are advertised on the back of the case as “2 ‘live’ bonus tracks” but despite the punctuation do not feature Prince and are actually live.

One is “A Apolitical Blues” is a traditional blues number imagining a phone call from Mao Tse Tung. It features some solid guitar work but fails to be as funny as it thinks it is and isn’t terribly inventive musically either.

The other “Don’t Bogart That Joint” is both a good public service message and also the better of the two songs. The expression is, as I suspected, a reference to the way Humphrey Bogart would speak while a cigarette dangled from his mouth.

As old movie icons go, I prefer Rock Hudson over Humphrey Bogart. As Little Feat albums go, I prefer the other three I have to this one. Consequently, I will not be bogarting this record, but will instead pass it on without further delay to a new home. I hope they appreciate it more than I did.

Best tracks: Long Distance Love, Don’t Bogart That Joint

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