Oddly, the two discs featuring the album are the most troubled. The stereo mix sounds quieter and less punchy than my old Polygram
version from 1996. I commend the producers for not mastering the new set with
an excess of volume, a trend that has ruined its share of twenty-first century
reissues, but that ’96 mastering job wasn’t overly loud, so the new one sounds comparatively
weak. One might expect a record as dense as The
Velvet Underground and Nico to get a boost in mono, but the vocals are
mixed too loud, sacrificing the instruments and quite a bit of the power. The
bonus mixes included on these two discs are really only interesting for the
sake of completeness, because it isn’t likely any fan is going to go crazy over
a drastically edited version of “All Tomorrow’s Parties” or a mix of “I’ll Be Your
Mirror” that loses the group’s lovely backing harmonies.
The remaining four discs are the ones that make this super
deluxe set. Chelsea Girl, a beautiful
album that catches Nico in a brief mainstream phase before she went completely
insular with the challenging and terrifying Marble
Index, has not been remastered since 1990. The new version isn’t a massive
improvement, but it is an improvement. The alternates pulled from an acetate
and an early ’66 rehearsal session on Disc Four are never better than the
familiar versions, but most are significantly different enough to fascinate. There
are also a few interesting demos for song sketches that didn’t make it to the
record, the most substantial being the 11-minute–plus Bo Diddley-style jam “Miss
Joanie Lee”. The most valuable may be a Nico-sung version of "There's She Goes Again". Most monumental of all is that Valleydale Ballroom set, which
shows that the Velvets’ studio LPs only hinted at how outrĂ© they could get.
Aside from an extended run though of “Run, Run, Run”, most of their songs from
their debut are not tremendously different from the studio incarnations.
However, there are two nearly thirty minute improvisations—one grinding and
assaultive, one serene and hypnotic as a sunrise—that are more demanding than
anything you’ve ever heard from The Velvet Underground. For those with an
excess of patience, they can be quite rewarding too.
Worthy of mention too is Ritchie Unterberger’s booklet essay,
though this is really an hors d’oeuvre compared to his White Light/White Heat: The Velvet Underground Day by Day. Any fan
hardcore enough to shell out the dollars to get the super deluxe Velvet Underground and Nico has no
excuse for not owning this amazing book.