Showing posts with label Woodstock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Woodstock. Show all posts

Sunday, 3 August 2025

The 500 - #149 - Self Titled Debut - Santana

I was inspired by a podcast called The 500 hosted by New York-based comedian Josh Adam Meyers. His goal, and mine, is to explore Rolling Stone Magazine's 2012 edition of The 500 Greatest Albums of All Time. 


Album: #149

Album Title: Self-Titled Debut

Artist: Santana

Genre: Latin Rock, Jazz Fusion, Psychedelic Rock

Recorded: Pacific and San Mateo Studios, California

Released: August, 1969

My age at release: 4

How familiar was I with it before this week: A couple of songs

Is it on the 2020 list? No

Song I am putting on my Spotify Playlist: Soul Sacrifice

Finnish composer Jean Sibelius (1865 - 1957) attracted both praise and criticism for his approach to form, tonality and architecture in his seven symphonies. His response to the criticisms was dismissive when he famously said: “Pay no attention to what critics say. No statue has ever been put up to a critic.”

Perhaps the six members of the San Francisco-based Latin rock band, Santana, reflected on the wisdom of Sibelius when they saw the early reviews of their 1969, self-titled debut record.
Santana (1969).
Rolling Stone magazine writer Langdon Winner called the record “a masterpiece of hollow techniques” and “a speed freak’s delight – fast, pounding, frantic music with no real content”. He further compared the music’s effect to the drug methedrine (a powerful stimulant popular in the drug culture of the late ‘60s) saying, (the music) “gives a high with no meaning…featuring repetitively, unimaginative playing amidst a monotony of incompetent rhythms and inconsequential lyrics”.
Robert Cristgau - Village Voice Magazine.
Meanwhile, on the other coast, New York Village Voice writer Robert Christgau echoed Winner’s sentiments calling the record “a lot of noise… (from) the methedrine school of American music.”


Ouch!


Initially formed in 1966 as The Santana Blues Band, the group evolved into a free-form jam band, experimenting with a fusion of blues, rock, and Latin rhythms—drawing inspiration from the Mexican and Nicaraguan heritage of two of its members. By the time they recorded their debut album, their name was shortened to Santana and the lineup included Carlos Santana (lead guitar), David Brown (bass), Gregg Rolie (keyboards and lead vocals), Michael Shrieve (drums), Michael Carabello (congas and percussion), and José "Chepito" Areas (timbales and percussion).
Santana (1969).
The group performed at the now legendary Woodstock Music Festival on Saturday, August 16, 1969, a week before the release of their debut title. The group performed six songs from their upcoming album including two cover songs – Jin-Go-Lo-Ba by Nigerian percussionist Babatundi Olatunji and the Willie Bobo song Fried Neck Bones and Some Home Fries. I’ll admit, I enjoyed a phonetic preoccupation when I discovered the name “Ba-ba-tundi Ola-tun-ji” and the pleasing syllables that comprise it. I caught myself repeating it as a mini-mantra.

“Ba-ba-tundi Ola-tun-ji” (give it a try).

Thirty-one years after its release, Santana’s debut album received a far warmer reception from Rolling Stone. In 2000, critic Chris Heath described the record as “thrilling ... with ambition, soul and absolute conviction – every moment played straight from the heart.” This marked a dramatic shift from the magazine’s original 1969 review, which had dismissed the album as hollow and frantic. By 2003, Rolling Stone included it at #150 on its original list of The 500 Greatest Albums of All Time, nudging it up to #149 in the 2012 revision. However, it was dropped from the most recent update in 2020. The album’s fluctuating status lends weight to Jean Sibelius’s famous observation: “No statue has ever been put up to a critic.”
Santana on the cover of Rolling Stone magazine 1n 1999.
Sibelius himself, of course, has a monument in his honor -- an elegant sculpture nestled in a Helsinki park that also bears his name. His legacy extends further: an academy, a high school, a museum, several streets across Europe, and even a widely used music notation software all carry his name.
Sibelius Monument in Sibelius Park, Finland.
Carlos Santana, who recently celebrated his 78th birthday, has built a legacy just as enduring. He’s been inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, earned a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, and ranks #20 on Rolling Stone’s list of The 100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time. With over 100 million records sold worldwide, his influence spans generations.
One imagines Santana has long since recovered from the early barbs hurled by critics like Langdon Winner and Robert Christgau. And if not, he can surely take comfort in nearly six decades of musical achievement – or, at the very least, in the towering pile of money he’s earned. Big enough to fund a statue of his own.

Tuesday, 8 November 2022

The 500 - #292 - The Basement Tapes - Bob Dylan and The Band

I was inspired by a podcast called The 500 hosted by Los Angeles-based comedian Josh Adam Meyers. His goal, and mine, is to explore Rolling Stone Magazine's 2012 edition of The 500 Greatest Albums of All Time. 



Album: #292

Album Title: The Basement Tapes

Artist: Bob Dylan

Genre: Folk Rock, Roots Rock, Americana

Recorded: The "Big Pink" house, West Saugerties, New York

Released: June, 1975

My age at release: 9

How familiar was I with it before this week: One song

Is it on the 2020 list? Yes, at #335 (dropping 43 spots, since 2012)

Song I am putting on my Spotify Playlist: Orange Juice Blues


Recently, my students and I were discussing identity – the qualities, beliefs, personal traits and appearance that we use to characterize ourselves. We were talking about it during a media literacy lesson on demographics and "target markets" for an advertiser. However, as is often the case with the delightfully precocious and garrulous crew I work with, we got off-track and started discussing the distinctions we relate to given our heritage and nationality, and the reasons we take pride in the accomplishments of people who share an identity with us.
A diagram showing the various aspects
of identity with which we connect
For example, I am a British-Canadian who considers himself more Canadian than British. However, I do feel a peculiar sense of pride when a Brit or Canuck does something remarkable. This pride-by-proxy emotion is amplified if they are from the region in each country where I lived, Greater Manchester and London, Ontario, respectively.
Such is the case with The Band, a quintet of highly regarded, multi-instrumentalists who, with the exception of one member, hail from my region of Southwestern Ontario. They are an example of the human tendency to form a quick connection with a stranger who happens to have something in common with you, like meeting someone from your hometown while on vacation.


Likewise, when a group is mentioned as one of the greatest ensembles of all time by Rolling Stone magazine, which puts two records by The Band in the top 50 on The 500 list, there is part of me that quietly rejoices: "They're from the same place as me."
The Band (l-r) Manuel, Hudson, Helm, Robertson, Danko
The Band comprised Richard Manuel (Stratford, Ontario); Garth Hudson (Windson, Ontario); Levon Helm (Elaine, Arkansas); Robbie Robertson (Toronto, Ontario); and Rick Danko (Simcoe, Ontario). Originally, the group was known as The Hawks, the backing band for rockabilly singer Ronnie Hawkins. In 1965, they were hired by Bob Dylan to serve as his back-up band on an upcoming tour. That tour was abruptly cancelled in 1966 when Dylan was injured in a motorcycle accident.
Dylan on his ill-fated Triumph motorcycle in 1965
Dylan recuperated in Woodstock, New York, not far from where the accident took place. By 1967, several members of The Band moved to the now famous "Big Pink" house in West Saugerties, about 10 kilometres away.
"Big Pink" - named because of its distinctive pink siding
Danko rented the property and moved in with Manuel and Hudson, who set up a recording studio in the basement. Robertson lived nearby with his girlfriend. Helm, who had left Dylan's tour in 1965, returned later that year and moved in to Big Pink. It was there that The Band developed a  distinctive sound, culminating with the release of their debut record, Music From The Big Pink in 1968 (#34 on The 500).
Album cover for Songs From The Big Pink
It was also here that Dylan and The Band recorded more than 100 tracks, including 16 that became part of The Basement Tapes. An additional eight songs, recorded by The Band without Dylan in the ensuing seven years, completed the two-record collection.
Dylan, center, performing with The Band (1968)
Fans of Dylan and The Band were already familiar with these recordings because they had appeared on many unofficial "bootleg" releases. The term bootleg has its roots in the days of prohibition in the U.S. when illicit items (mainly alcohol) were smuggled in the sides of tall boots. 
One of the earliest uses of the term "boot legger" from 
The New North-West Newspaper, Montana, 1888
The album had its critics. Diehard Dylan fans were not pleased with the inclusion of songs recorded by The Band without Dylan. Furthermore, they clamoured for an official release of tracks that were recorded during those sessions, many of which were available on sub-par bootleg versions. In November, 2014, nearly 40 years later, they got their wish. A six-disc box set called The Bootleg Series - Volume 11: The Basement Tapes Complete, was released by Legacy Records (A division of Sony Music).
Of the four Dylan records on The 500 list that I have reviewed so far, this is absolutely my favourite. Interestingly, I enjoy this record for the same reason diehard Dylan fans dislike it -- it is also a record by The Band featuring Danko, Manuel and Helm on lead vocals on eight tracks placed sporadically through the other sixteen.

It also seems as if the sextet of musicians is having fun. While some of the songs focused on more serious themes (betrayal, nihilism, disasters and salvation), there are many moments of jaunty levity and bawdy hilarity (Million Dollar Bash, Please Mrs. Henry or Don't Ya Tell Henry).
Plus, it just seems as if the entire adventure would have been a heck of a good time. This is evident in the group's choice for a photo-shoot for the record cover. Taken in the basement of a Los Angeles YMCA, it features Dylan and the members of The Band posed alongside characters suggested by the songs, including a circus strongman, a fire-eater and a ballerina.
Full album cover when opened
I would love to have been a fly-on-the-wall in the summer of 1967 when four musically gifted Ontarians and two equally talented Americans found themselves in a Big Pink house in Upstate New York.