Showing posts with label Cat Stevens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cat Stevens. Show all posts

Thursday, June 9, 2022

CD Odyssey Disc 1564: Soundtrack

This next album extends my streak to five straight that are at least thirty years old. Given that I choose each review randomly, I can assure you this is not by design.

Disc 1564 is…. Harold & Maude Soundtrack

Artist: Various Artists, but mostly Cat Stevens

Year of Release: 1971

What’s up with the Cover? My initial thought was that this was the movie poster, but a quick search reminded me the various movie posters look nothing like this. Instead we get an artist’s rendition of our titular characters cavorting in a field of daisies.

How I Came To Know It: Sheila introduced me to the movie, “Harold & Maude,” when we were first dating. Years later it remains one of my favourite films. Cat Stevens features heavily in the soundtrack, and I recall liking one of the tunes (“If You Want to Sing Out, Sing Out”) quite a bit. When I saw this was “newly released” I decided on a whim to buy it.

How It Stacks Up: I have 37 soundtracks, and “Harold & Maude” does not hold up well. I’ll rank it 33rd and that’s being charitable.

Ratings: 2 stars

I still like “If You Want to Sing Out, Sing Out” but after a few listens to the Harold & Maude soundtrack my appreciation for that song has been sorely tested. This is because while Harold & Maude has 19 tracks, there is a LOT of filler, and a fair bit of it is versions of that particular song. I’d like to say that the other gems on the record make up for all this bloat but, alas, they do not.

“If You Want To Sing Out” is a pleasant little hippy ditty about feeling free to express yourself, and while the lyrics are hokey as hell:

“If you want to be free, be free
‘cause there’s a million things to be
You know that there are.”

It’ll still warm your cockles if you let it. However, the song is only vaguely musically interesting. Mostly it is Cat Stevens roughly strumming his guitar while delivering his brand of Disney wisdom. And it is on here three times. One of those times is sung by the movie’s stars, Ruth Gordon and Bud Cort and let me assure you, their rendition does the song no favours.

Other filler on the record includes two snippets of classical music, Tchaikovsky’s “Concerto No. 1 in B” and Strauss’ “Blue Danube”. Great songs but they stick out like sore thumbs in their isolation against the folksy Cat Stevens tunes.

There are also six snippets of dialogue from the film that like most soundtracks are fun the first time and provide diminishing returns on repeat listens. Sure there is this exchange on the subject of Harold’s 15 faked suicides:

Psychiatrist: “And were they all done for your mother’s benefit?”
Harold: “No, I would not say benefit”

It’s pretty funny, but outside of the movie’s broader charm, it fades as fast as the sunflower Maude dreams of being in Dialogue #4.

There are a couple of beautiful Cat Stevens tunes here, notably the inspiring “Don’t Be Shy” and the mournful “Trouble”. Stevens’ vocals are gorgeous on both as he draws you into the core emotional truth with simple vocals and acoustic guitar. Even better, these songs appear on the album once which is the correct number of times for a song to appear on a record.

I was also reminded that my only other Cat Stevens record is a Greatest Hits package. I love Cat Stevens, but repeated efforts at his studio albums just remind me I generally only want the hits. The Harold & Maude soundtrack has a couple of songs that should be on that Greatest Hits package, but the rest of them reminded me of any one of his studio albums I’ve passed over, except further bloated by movie clips, and other clutter that ultimately add nothing to the experience.

Harold & Maude is one of my favourite movies, and I heartily recommend it. It is an offbeat love story, an art film, and a thoughtful exploration of how to confront our mortality. While you’re watching, enjoy the lovely backdrop of songs throughout, but by no means assume this means you need to buy the soundtrack.

Best tracks: Don’t Be Shy, If You Want To Sing Out Sing Out, Trouble

Saturday, August 11, 2012

CD Odyssey Disc 427: Cat Stevens


Last night I was at the art gallery and had a chance to view a collection of paintings by William Kurelek.  I was absolutely overwhelmed by this painter’s ability to blend the stark and beautiful landscapes of Canada with apocalyptic visions and genuinely troubled self-exploration.  Go check him out if you get a chance.  And now, back to music.

Disc 427 is…Greatest Hits
Artist: Cat Stevens

Year of Release: 1975, but featuring music from 1970-1975

What’s up with the Cover?  Cat Stevens flies his own flag.  Cat is a tranquil and wise looking guy and it’s easy to see how he could create the hippy music of his day so well.  That splash of colour behind his shoulders makes him look a little bit like a youthful version of comic book hero Dr. Strange – another wise figure from the seventies.

How I Came To Know It: I had heard Cat Stevens on and off on AM radio for years, but I think the first time I heard this album was when my friend Curt brought it over to the house one day in the mid-eighties (it belonged to his parents).  Curt thought Cat was OK, but I loved it, and it wasn’t long after CDs came out that I bought it in that format.

How It Stacks Up:  This is a greatest hits album, and for reasons oft-stated on A Creative Maelstrom, do not stack up.

Rating: n/a.  Greatest hits records don’t get rated!

All you need is love.  The Beatles said it, but Cat Stevens made us believe it.  His songs preach forgiveness and understanding and he sings them with such conviction that you can’t help but take their advice.

Cat’s voice is gentle and natural.  He always sounds like he’s sitting across the fire from you at some outdoor summer party, rather than a record studio.  He sings high and clear like a breeze coming off the shore of the ocean.  When he ‘rocks out’ as he does from time to time, that voice becomes a bit more staccato but even when Cat is barking at you, it is a gentle barking.

As a composer, the songs represented on this record could serve as a handbook on how to write a melody, construct a song, and make all the right instrumentation decisions.  I don’t know how hard Cat Stevens worked at all of these things, but the amazing thing is how easy it seems for him.

Even when the songs are sad, like the famous “Wild World” they are still uplifting.  Cat turns a song about being dumped and turns it into a song about forgiveness and the importance to part on good terms.

“Now that I’ve lost everything to you
You say you want to start something new
And it’s breaking my heart you’re leaving, baby, I’m grieving
But if you wanna leave, take good care
Hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there.”

It would be easy for the cynical to listen to read these lyrics from “Wild World” and see them as very passive aggressive.  But when you listen to Cat sing it is hard to hear that in his voice.  He just sounds grieved and trying to wish someone well through the grief. 

“Wild World” is off the 1970 classic “Tea for the Tillerman.”  That album brings me back to a wonderful woman I met in 4th year university.  Well, actually she met me – just walking up to me in psych class and introducing herself.  Shortly thereafter we were dating.  One night I remember just sitting with her and her friend in a cramped apartment while she intricately braided the other girl’s hair as we listened to “Tea for the Tillerman” The experience was a lot like Cat Stevens’ music; it sounds a bit hackneyed talking about it, but when you’re immersed in it, your spirit is strangely lifted.  Eventually we broke up (she met a man who shared her love of hiking and had ‘stars in his eyes’).  I’ve never had such a free, easy and blame free break up.  Cat would be proud.

In songs like “Father & Son” and “Can’t Keep It In” Cat tackles the reckless dreams of youth (thank you, Neil Peart).  When you hear these songs at an early age they put a voice to all your burning desires and yearnings to get out into the world and do your part (and in “Father & Son” the cynical but insightful response of experience).  At the age of forty-two, and still chasing a few of those dreams of youth, these songs still speak to me and help put some more gas in the tank for the miles yet to come.

Even songs that seem like they should now be dated for other reasons, like “Peace Train” are still as relevant today as they were in the middle of the Cold War, when I first heard them.  When Cat sings:

“’Cause out on the edge of darkness/There rides the peace train
Oh peace train – take this country/Come take me home again.”

Complete with handclaps and backup singers singing ‘oh wee oh-ooh yaw’ it would be easy to imagine over-reaching hippy schmaltz.  That would be a mistake.  When you listen to Cat Stevens sing about world peace, you can actually envision world peace as a possibility, even if it is for only three minutes and forty four seconds.  It may not seem like much, but world peace is hard to come by.  I’ll take it in segments of 3:44 if that’s all I can get.

Lest I wax over-poetic, I will point out that this album has a couple of genuine stinkers.  “Another Saturday Night” is a gimmick song that is composed like a children’s song and represents all of the worst of ‘office reception radio.’  “Two Fine People” is a sappy love song that trades real emotion for proto-disco emotional emptiness.  Moreover, “Two Fine People” commits the cardinal sin of compilation albums; it was written just for the greatest hits album.

Putting a new song on a greatest hits record to encourage people who already own all the albums to buy it is a despicable soulless record exec practice.  It is tragically common these days, but I expect more from a hippy spirit guide like Cat Stevens.

Fortunately, apart from these two misses this album is indeed a series of hits, and inspirational ones at that.  Cat has an amazing ability to turn a phrase and deliver a wisdom that never seems preachy.  Many of the quotes from his songs have become inspirations for me on that road from youth to experience.  The best of the bunch is from “Sitting”:

“Oh life is like a maze of doors
And they all open from the side you’re on
Just keep on pushing hard boy, try as you may
You’re gonna wind up where you started from.”

Thanks for helping me find some of life’s door handles, Cat, and for continuing to stoke the fires of my hippy heart.

Best tracks:  Wild World, Can’t Keep It In, Hard Headed Woman, Peace Train, Father & Son, Sitting