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She Comes In Colors
3 Out Of 5 Stars


"So many years ago on the radio/She crept into your soul and learned to love you." Yes, and we loved to love you, too, baby. Donna Summer sounds happy to be making a new record, some 17 years after her previous album, but she sounds conflicted. Does she want to reclaim her position as Queen of Disco ("I'm A Fire") or just be the Queen and you should lover her for it? "The Queen Is Back" (from which the opening lyric is taken) is a reminder that, when she was a superstar, she had the world in her pocket.

Her performances are decent, yet the material is hap hazard. Did a voice as powerful as Summer's really need to be vocodered on the title track? Ziggy Marley drops in to make the song more credible and the message seems to be a reflection on her old controversy with some of her gay audience. "Fame" does the same thing, with a auto-tuned chorus. Granted, it's not as blatant a ploy as the high NRG dance ploy of 1989's "Another Place and Time." It's just that the album sounds generic. If it weren't for the quality of Summer's singing, this could be any-woman music of the 90's, even if it was released in 2008.

The highlights are "Stamp Your Feet," "The Queen Is Back," and bluesy "Slide Over Backwards." It's a shame she never got to release any more music, because despite the plainness of the songs (and it should be noted, she co-wrote all of them), Summer is obviously relaxed and enjoying herself on "Crayons."


     

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Toot Toot, Hey, Beep Beep
5 Out of 5 Stars

Disco was always a producer's medium. Most of the records were based on a single, often made by studio musicians and just as often, not being capable of following things up. Donna Summer was part of that machine for her first few albums, which often seemed lackluster in comparison to her vibrant, catchy hit singles. But then came "Bad Girls." Summer was still teamed with a simpatico producer (the trendmaking Giorgio Morodor), but she had become the closest thing Disco had to a reigning star (quick, other than Village People, name one disco act with a lasting and recognizable career), and for the first time, an album that hung together as an entire piece. And not just a single disc, either. "Bad Girls" roared out of the box as a double disc collection.

Donna Summer's "Bad Girls" took all the tropes of disco (throbbing beats, swirling strings, catchy hooks) and made it into more than just the hits. Summer also pushed the medium by going outside the dance floor with ballads ("On My Honor"), straight ahead pop ("Dim All The Lights") and electric rock meld with the dance material (Jeff Baxter's red-hot solo in "Hot Stuff," preceding Eddie Van Halen with Micheal Jackson by a decade). Tie it to a concept about creatures of the night and the whole city scene, and you had disco's first bona fide ground-breaker. Summer helped by having the chops to carry the album vocally, while Morodor jumped effortlessly from dance to his patented Euro-sound and the poppish ends of the album.

There was much more than the classic singles. "Sunset People" would have been a hot had the times been concerned about over-exposure for albums (same with "Walk Away," a minor hit nonetheless), while closing the album's concept about waking up on the strip and seeing a new day dawn with promise. "Dim All The Lights" continued the new idea of starting a dance-floor smash with a slow into and hitting the meat of the song with a blast (think "Last Dance" and "On The Radio"). "Like everybody else," she belts on the title track, "they want to be a star." So did Summer, and "Bad Girls" said it all across two long players. Perhaps her artistic peak as a singer and writer, it's also her best album overall.



     

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The Best of the Available Donna Summer Collections
4 Out Of 5 Stars

The passing of Donna Summer has given her work a much needed critical review, with mention now of finally inducting her into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame after many years of snubs. This double CD "Gold" collection is a great overview of her multifaceted and multiple label career, hitting time with all three major labels as well as additional latter singles. The glory days of Casablanca take up all if disc one, the her resurgence on Geffen and comeback on Mercury, finalized by the surprising return to the top ten on Atlantic.

Granted, her pairing with Georgio Morodor gave her that first taste of success with the orgasmo-"Love To Love You Baby," but you can also see that she was on Casablanca's hit-making treadmill for the first few songs. Summer was blessed with a choirgirl voice, which makes the mediocrity of "Could This Be The Magic" or "Love's Unkind" bearable, yet it was when both Summer and Morodor made a quantum leap in style that the duo hit stride. Morodor's electronic pulse and Summer's coo made "I Feel Love" a song that was decades ahead of the curve, and from that point on, the hits kept coming.

Summer and Morodor tweaked the conventions of disco in ways that made Summer's diva-tendencies sparkle, like the ballad-intro to the dynamic "Last Dance," or the inventive recasting of McArthur Park" into a plaintive dance-floor wail. They were also among the first to fuse rock to their thumpes, with Steely Dan/Doobie Brothers Jeff Baxter laying down that burning solo that made "Bad Girls/Hit Stuff" irresistible. And how could anyone fight off the dynamic pairing of Summer and the other reigning 70's diva, Barbara Streisand on "No More Tears"?

However, this was about the time Casablanca collapsed under it's own weight, and Summer became one of the first artists to sign with the fledgling Geffen label (whose company at the time included John Lennon and Elton John). Disco was in its death throes, and Summer knew it. Disc Two begins with a turn towards danceable pop. It also marked a cold spell for Summer, as only "The Wanderer" and "Love Is In Control" made the top ten after a string of continuous big hits. Some of the material holds up quite well, like her version of "State of Independence" and the Quincy Jones helmed material. Still, things looked like Summer was going to fade like so many of the other 70's disco mavens.

However, Mercury Records claimed that a contract dispute following the collapse of Casablanca meant they were owed an album. Rather than phone in a quickie, Summer responded by turning in "She Works Hard For the Money," driving her back to the dance-floors and into the top ten once again. The follow-up single with one-hit Wonders Musical Youth ("Unconditional Love") is also a winner. Momentum back in her corner, she made another run at Adult Contemporary pop with Geffen that gave a great single (written by Brenda Russell) "Dinner With Gershwin" and a fine version of "There Goes My Baby." But it looked like diminishing returns were coming back to haunt her.

That is, until the pop production powerhouse of Stock Aitken Waterman convinced Summer to hook up. Having established a sound with hits by Kylie Minogue and Rick Astley, SAW set Summer up with "This Time I Know It's For Real," and lightning hit one more time. The titular album and the follow-up, "Mistaken Identity" are criminally out of print, as are the Geffen sets, which makes the second disc the best place to get some under appreciated songs. of the rest, "Carry On" is a deliciously retro-reteam with Morodor, while "You're So Beautiful" has a deep vibe to it. There's also "Dream-Alot's theme" recorded specially for "The Journey" but missing is "The Power Of One" from Pokemon. All around, though, this is as good as it will get until the inevitable reissue of the OOP albums with bonus tracks and remastering takes place.



     

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Break Out those White Polyester Suits
4 Out Of 5 Stars

It's hard to not rate this double CD with a fifth star, as it contains some of the most sublimely perfect dance pop of the seventies. As it is, "Greatest" covers a mere five years of a career that went through four distinct phases, and this was basically phase three. Starting with Main Course and going to Spirits Having Flown, it misses out on their 80's comeback and the Beatlesque years in the 60's and early 70's.

But when you listen to these songs, they earmark a period of music. The landmark Saturday Night Fever album and the Bee Gees' three number one hits from that record breaking period are all here and have aged better than most of us who wore "Disco Sux" shirts back in the day would have ever predicted. The Miami-sound that producer Arif Mardin coaxed them into actually predates that album, with the number one "Jive Talking" and top ten "You Should Be Dancing'" being irresistible even before the white suits and gold chains.

Those white suits overshadow the brilliant vocals that the group had developed at this stage. Barry Gibb's falsetto had developed into an instrument unto itself, yet Robin and Maurice had their own leads along with extraordinary harmonizing abilities. "Children Of The World" probably best displays that interplay the brothers shared.

Originally that was the last track on the double album, but the remastered CD drops some bonus cuts. For me, the only real plus is the B-Side "Warm Ride," the rest are 12-inch remixes. Only the re-mix of "Staying Alive" on disc one is from the disco era, the others are new to this CD and superfluous. "He's A Liar" or the live Top 30 "Edge of The Universe" would have been a better pick. Maybe the upcoming 50th anniversary re-issues will have more for us. Still, "Greatest" is prime stuff.

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Sweating to The Oldies
3 Out Of 5 Stars

For a good chunk of the disco craze, especially in the gay disco world, there was a subset of artists that specialized in taking relatively current hits and then rearranging them into club items. Paul Parker may have been the best known of these men, and the biggest hit version was when Nikki French took Bonnie Tyler's "Total Eclipse Of The Heart" to number 2 in the 90's. Colton Ford's "Under The Covers" mines that same turf, plucking out songs like "By Your Side" by Sade, "Lithium" by Nirvana or "Losing My Religion" by R.E.M. and clubbing them up. There's also a surprisingly supple rock-dance cover of Faith No More's "Ashes to Ashes."

Unfortunately, Ford and his producers decided to include a capella interludes of other songs that bobble the flow of the disc. I'm not sure why these snippets were inserted between several of the songs (they aren't used as lead ins, these are strictly stand-alone cutlets). These sap the energy of away from an otherwise enjoyable dance album. Also, the cover photo? The remix version of the dosc has a more seductive and color friendly picture than the blue-tinted current picture. Ford is a man who made his bones as an adult film star, so why the totally unattractive pic? The music is OK enough to hold its own, the cover puts the CD at a disadvantage.





   



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Favorite Song is a tough one, as it probably changes from day to day. But foced to go to a desert island with just a CD single, It would probably be "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen.
 


It just has so much going on and it's so far over the top that it's hard not to love.

Most hated? Almost as hard. Almost any dance novelty from the Disco era ("Disco Duck," "Do Ya Think I'm Sexy," the bulk of the Chic catalog), xeonophic country hacks (I'm thinking mainly of doofus-americanus Toby Keith and the like), but it comes to maybe two for certain. "Brand New Key" by Melanie and "Vision of Love" by Mariah Carey. I'd add "You Light Up My Life" but that's been covered by a bunch of other folks. And I'd just like to add the entire output Kanye, Scott Storch and P-Diddy have ever shared credit on.



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Vanished like a Spirit in The Night
3 Out Of 5 Stars

One of the mysterious to me is that this album, by Casablanca recording act The Skatt Brothers, has never made it to CD release. I will go out on a limb to say that it's an incredibly dated record, had one minor dance classic and another single that became a huge hit in - of all places - Australia. But except for its extremely minor and devoted cult following, "Strange Spirits" remains utterly unknown.

That really sucks. There are a lot of reasons this should be better known, the greatest of which is historic. This may be one of the earliest efforts by a band that was outre' gay on a major label. Granted, there was plenty of lyrical gender bending, but when the biggest hook on one of your best songs is "give your love to the cowboy man" being song in a campy, uber-deep voice over a near disco beat, well, the gaydar should be hitting 8.5 by then.

There's also the band's pedigree. The late Sean Delaney was one of the lead singers, played keyboards and did a fair chunk of the songwriting. Delaney was openly gay, was lovers with super-manager Bill Aucoin (who repped the Skatts), and was an early contributor to the stage show of Kiss. He was also one of the men who discovered seminal 70's rock band Starz, brought them to Aucoin, and recruited their bassist, the late Peit Sweval, to play on "Strange Spirits." And if the background vocals sound familiar, it's because some of the men here were regular contributors to Village People albums.



Which is what The Skatt Brothers seemed to be positioning themselves for; something not as gay as the VP's, but exploiting the homo-eroticism of Kiss. There are a few moments here that come close ("Life At The Outpost" and "Fear Of Flying," alleged to have been written about fisting), and some that are outright comical ("Fear Of Flying" and the soft-rock attempt at a harmonic power ballad). Sean's "Midnight Companion" is the better ballad, and I knew several old-school LA men who swore up and down that Sean had written it about/for them. (The album's cover was shot at Griff's - now the Faultline - leather bar, adding to that back story.)

But there's one moment of pure genius: that comes from "Walk The Night." A song that makes no attempt to hide the fact that it's about cruising for some hard-core gay SM action, the darn thing became a major danceclub anthem and still gets played. The makers of Grand Theft Auto acquisitioned it for one version of their game, and it is the only Skatt Bros song to make a CD appearance (on "The Casablanca Story" collection, and as a CD single along with a Village People cut). Even with the campy/sinister vocal singing lead, buttressed by horror movie laughter and screaming, there's no mistaking these lyrics:

Upon his lips the taste of pain
venom kiss of love insane.
He's got a rod beneath his coat
he's gonna ram right down your throat.
Make your grovel on the floor
spit up and scream and beg for more.
He'll whip ya good,
and strip ya down.

Yep. They just don't write 'em like that anymore. Still available on auction sites.
 
 
PS - The guys in this video are NOT the band, seems an Australian Promo company made the vid on their own when the song took off down under.
 
 

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No. 1 in HeavenHeaven has a Mirror Ball
4 Out of 5 Stars

In 1979, those purveyors of quirk (aka Sparks) decided that they should make a record with the reigning king of European electronic disco, Giorgio Moroder. Moroder, primarily known as the man who gave America Donna Summer, said OK. The result was this bizarre delight, "Number 1 In Heaven." And while it made almost no impact at all in the USA, it delivered three hits in the UK. For an album comprised of a mere six songs, that's saying something.

Moroder (who recently turned 70!) did little to change his sound, yet neither did the Mael Brothers. The spacey disco-toms still cascade across the songs and a four-to-the-floor kick drum pounds relentlessly, all while Russell's piercing vocals cut through the fog machines and spinning lights. Hall of fame synth-nerd Ron handled the bulk of the keyboards (and future mega-producer Keith Forsey played drums). Somehow, Moroder Munich Machines the whole thing and it still sounded like Sparks.

Shotgun wedding or not, "No 1 In Heaven" works. The three main singles, "Tryouts For The Human Race," "Beat The Clock" and the title song, still sound terrific (something most late 70's disco records can't boast), and the non-hits are almost a strong. The Mael bro's wit under pressure still enthralls (the gold diggers in "La Dolce Vita" in particular). I think it may have also given Moroder a nudge in other directions, he eventually turned to more rock artists like Berlin, Cheap Trick and Kenny Loggins. As for Sparks, this was their last album of the 70's and holds its own as a pinnacle for both Sparks and Moroder.
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Rocking The Casbah
And Party Every Day: The Inside Story Of Casablanca Records5 out of 5 Stars

If you were into popular music in the seventies, you knew Casablanca. Started in 1973 by Neil Bogart, Casablanca became the house of Disco and the home of KISS. They also became synonymous with the drug fueled excesses of the seventies and the triumph of image over substance, despite the fact that the label delivered some of the best music of the decade. Hell, Casablanca was the seventies for many in the music world. Head Honcho Neil Bogart was a talent finder extraordinaire and a showman on a level with PT Barnum. No claim was too exaggerated and no gesture was too grandiose. It was once said that he would spend five dollars to show one dollar in profit, and when Casablanca ultimately fell under its own weight, a certain magic of the music industry evaporated with it. Author Larry Harris worked at Buddah/Kama Sutra Records in the summer of 1971, and in 1973 joined his cousin Neil Bogart in founding Casablanca Records. He saw firsthand the carnival of wilding that was Casablanca, and it's his first hand story that fuels "And Party Every Day."

While there are plenty of anecdotal stories about Casablanca's biggest stars, like initial signing Kiss and superstars Donna Summer and The Village People, the bulk of "And Party Every Day" focuses on how a young Neil Bogart took his idea for an artist driven record company and built his empire from the ground up. Larry starts the story with a reminiscence of being at Woodstock and realizing he's found his place in the world, then joining Neil in his dream. Along the way the two of them make millions of dollars, spend even more, give the world Kiss, Parliament, Angel and cover the globe with Disco.

But there's also the seamier side of egos, drugs, industry politics and manipulations. The decision to release the four solo albums by the members of Kiss and ship over a million copies of each that started the beginning of the end of Casablanca and the behind the scenes battles that caused it. The fudging of figures and the turf wars. Greed, excess and flamboyance. The world of Casablanca Records and Filmworks was both magic and the crazy tale of the man behind the curtain, and Harris does a terrific job in making it readable. Casablanca not only was a record and entertainment company, it was a universe unto itself. "And Party Every Day" takes you on a time machine when music people not only made and sold the music, they sold the dream along with it. It makes me miss the dream, miss the people that built it, makes me wish they were my friends. And I wasn't even there.

 

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