Showing posts with label Mike Mills. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mike Mills. Show all posts
Thursday, October 10, 2024
Review: 'The Name of the Band Is R.E.M.'
Unlikely as it was, the mysterious and insular R.E.M. became the biggest college rock band of the eighties, and one of the nineties' biggest bands of any stripe, so they've naturally been the topic of their share of biographies. Yet there's is a tough story to tell with the usual rock and roll salaciousness that pins cynical eyes to pages. Their story is suspiciously lacking in drug-crazed binges, intraband hair-pulling bouts, humiliating flops, and groupie abuse. R.E.M. were basically four nice guys who liked each other. One shouting match during the making of Monster and cutting Peter Holsapple out of the lucrative co-writing credits for "Low" was probably the most Mick-and-Keith things they ever did. Sure, Peter Buck did have that one well-publicized fit of air rage, but mostly he settled for strolling around town in his PJs and robe while tugging on a tallboy to get his ya-yas out.
Monday, July 25, 2016
Review: 3 Vinyl Reissues from R.E.M.
R.E.M. made some of the very best albums of the eighties,
but they were also a fabulous singles band in a decade when gimmicky one-hit
wonders often dominated radio and MTV. The totally organic jangle of “Talk
About the Passion”, “Fall on Me”, “Driver 8”, and “It’s the End of the World As
We Know It” provided a nice contrast (some may say “antidote”) to all of the
new romantics, hair bands, and MOR popsters. R.E.M. didn’t just make the most
of their short-players to put forth their top-shelf material; they also took
advantage of the B-sides to slip out their quirkiest ideas. On the flipside of
the brooding “So. Central Rain” you’d find a shambling version of Roger
Miller’s “King of the Road”. Behind the topical “Fall on Me” is the jazzy
noodling of “Rotary Ten”. Under the cape of “Superman” is the surf-movie rush
“White Tornado”. On the other side of “Can’t Get There from Here” is the wacko
heavy metal pastiche “Burning Hell”. These B’s weren’t all goofs either. The original
flips “Ages of You” and “Burning Down” are even more top-shelf than the A-side
they support (“Wendell Gee”). The version of “Crazy” that supports “Driver 8”
is even better than Pylon’s original, and dare I say, R.E.M.’s breathless,
totally sincere, totally killer, totally unexpected cover of “Toys in the
Attic” slays Aerosmith’s original. I dared.
A new trio of vinyl reissues showcases all sides of
eighties-R.E.M. nicely. Representing their 45 A-sides is the marvelous 1988
compilation Eponymous, a must-have
even if you already own all of the albums because of its superior versions of
“Radio Free Europe” and “Gardening at Night” and the really good “Romance”, a
song much more enduring than the movie for which it was recorded (has anyone
actually seen Made in Heaven?). The
B-sides are collected on Dead Letter
Office, which may not be the most essential R.E.M. album but does contain a
lot of essential tracks as described above. Finally, R.E.M.’s long-playing
prowess is present on the classic Life’s
Rich Pageant, which does double-duty by filling out the R.E.M.-on-45 story
with the inclusion of the band’s elating cover of The Clique’s “Superman”, an
A-side that was not included on Eponymous
for some reason.
The vinyl is standard thickness, which means it isn’t
top-of-the-line quality but authentic to the way I.R.S. Records originally
issued R.E.M.’s albums (for whatever that’s worth). A bonus of Chronic Town would have been a great
supplement to Dead Letter Office
since R.E.M.’s debut E.P. is appended to the CD release of Dead Letter Office and quite possibly the best thing they ever did.
Lack of mastering details suggests that digital masters were used for these
reissues, but they still sound excellent when compared with the original I.R.S.
release of Document (the only R.E.M.
record I had on hand for comparison purposes). Compared to their original CD
equivalents, Life’s Rich Pageant is
less muddy and Eponymous and Dead Letter Office are both considerably
warmer (the bass solo at the end of “Finest Work Song” is shockingly present), so there are sonic improvements from CD to vinyl all around.
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