
Rolling Stones
40 Licks
Virgin
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For
years I dissed the Rolling Stones as the epitome of corporate
whoredom. This view was climaxed by the strains of Start
Me Up used a few years back for a Microsoft campaign.
The ugliness of their commercial waste was surpassed only by
the aging faces of Mick and Keith, who managed through the 90s
to scrape themselves together to tour around new
albums of self-recycled riffs and bloated ballads. Being a musician,
I felt an obligation to see them and scored some tickets to
a 94 stadium show. Give them props for still kicking, but it
still seemed stale. The old guard will tell you rock and roll
has no age. Find someone under 30 that agrees.
Enter 40 Licks, the latest repackaged greatest hits product
from the Rolling Stones. Dribble to feed the pre-holiday public.
And lets include 5 new songs just in case you already
have all the re-masters and reissues. Dont want to give
a fan any reason not to buy!
This was how I felt about it until I saw a friend had purchased
a copy.
Could I borrow this? I squeamishly asked, and hoped
shed say no, or at the very least, not tell anyone.
Soon thereafter, something funny happened. I put in disc one
on the subway. Street Fighting Man, its mangled
twang and raw production, begins. Is this the Hives, I ask myself?
The Strokes? This cant be those 50-something geriatrics
I saw on a poster for an HBO special. This rocks! Right into
Gimme Shelter, with its oooooos and
percussive moodiness
its so
FRESH sounding.
Whats happening here? Am I getting soft?
It wasnt that I was soft. It was just that I was born
in the 70s, when the Stones best work was more or
less behind them, something easy to forget after their tenure
in the 90s. Its easy to dismiss a lyric like You
cant always get what you want when its been
blared out of every classic rock radio station for the last
30 years, but that doesnt make its essence any less pure.
Disc one, for all intents and purposes, might be THE blueprint
for every new rock band you read about last year, its sound,
writing and attitude having been co-opted by so many. Hearing
this is like drinking directly from a spring over having a glass
of tap water; completely refreshing and newly interesting.
Disc two, however, suffers from the burden of its time period,
which is mostly the 80s, Start Me Up time
to the five songs newly written and recorded. While some songs
flourish in the tradition of their own legacy (the blues/disco
romp of Miss You, Keiths buoyant singing on
Happy, the ZZ Topish Shattered), others
are not so successful. Since Harlem Shuffle is thankfully
missing, the CDs biggest bruise may be Anybody Seen
my Baby, a late 90s turd replete with vinyl scratching
(???) and some urban samples. (The band was sued, and lost,
for this songs melodic similarity to K.D. Langs
Constant Craving). The new songs are, well, ok. Helped
out by Don Wass retro production, a casual listener might
not even notice their time period.
Dont feel bad by not owning this CD set, since the Rolling
Stones have subconsciously helped you purchase a lot of other
stuff through your years, but for its rock simplicity, its definitely
worth borrowing and copying from a friend. Somewhere amid all
the marketing, hype and bullshit, there lies a great, albeit
over-exposed, rock band.
Pros: Disc One
Cons: Disc Two |
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