This
exhaustive new two disc collection from Grapefruit Recordings (which includes
all known recorded output from 1966-1970) is the perfect balancer to test
whether their reputation rests solely on their purposefully outrageous onstage
/ offstage antics (they were kicked off of their support slot for the Who's
1967 tour for being (in Pete Townshend's words) "too loud and
violent"), or on their own musical credentials.
Most well-known
to the general public (if at all) as Marc Bolan's first band, it's really Andy
Ellison who's the star of the show here, taking lead vocals on most tracks
(including "Desdemona" and "Midsummer's Night's Scene", the
two Bolan penned shoulda been hits) and guiding the band through its many ups
and downs. Bolan himself was only a member for around four months and took a
bit of time to acclimatise to his role as a primal electric guitarist rather
than the whimsical wyrd-folk that was his more natural disposition at the time.
Disc One
begins by collecting their various singles and B-Sides - largely the stuff
their reputation was built on, and it's material that has aged exceptionally
well with a punchy, primitive mod edge that straddles early Who and Pretty
Things, lashings of psychedelia and on "Remember Thomas A. Beckett" a
memorable falsetto vocal and distinctly odd verse melody that makes it a
highlight of the era.
All very
impressive so far then. Following on from this we have a raft of much more ornate
studio recordings credited to Andy Ellison solo. These are much less raunchy
but none-the-worse for it, and show a subtlety that one wouldn't expect to
flower from those early singles. There are even a couple of Beatles covers that
sound like Andy singing over backing tracks from early Dusty Springfield
records - very classy, totally unexpected, and hugely rewarding.
Disc Two
continues with the infamous "Orgasm" album - a fake live album,
recorded in studio with overdubbed crowd noise "borrowed" from the
Beatles film "A Hard Day's Night" and mixed at twice the volume of
the music itself. It's nowhere near as much of a brow furrower as you've been
lead to believe though and is thoroughly enjoyable once you've acclimatised to
the excessive background noise. Round this out with a batch of sundry outtakes
and alternative takes and you've got a diverse mixture of uniformly strong
material that deserves more attention than footnote status among Bolan fans and
proves that there was much more potential here to be tapped.
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