Witthüser & Westrupp
Jeff Witzeman & the Jealous Housewives
Lyman Woodard Organization
Wreckless Eric & Amy Rigby
David Wrench & Black Sheep
Writing on the Wall
Der Jesuspilz/Musik Vom Evangelium (1971, 39.50) **½/T½Liturgie
Erleuchtung & Berufung
Nehmet Hin und Esset
Besuch aus dem Kosmos
Bauer Plath (1972, 34.22) ***½/TTZu den Jahreszeiten
Der Rat der Motten
Das Märchen Vom Königssohn
Witthüser & Westrupp played a sort of stoned psychedelic folk, which has got itself lumped in with the other Krautrock merchants somewhere along the line, despite sounding nothing like Can or Faust. Then again, Krautrock is a broad church, so who's to say this kind of weed-induced meandering doesn't fit in? Der Jesuspilz/Musik Vom Evangelium certainly falls under the remit of weed-induced meandering, largely to the point of tedium. Saying that, Schöpfung is quite hypnotic, in an acoustic kind of way, although the kazoo on Versammlung and Die Aussendung is completely unforgivable. And no, I don't care what they'd been smoking. There are better tracks; Bekenntnis has some lovely harmonium, and Besuch Aus Dem Kosmos finishes the album off nicely, but it's not exactly a five-star effort. Erleuchtung & Berufung is the only obvious 'Tron track (from Dieter Dierks), with a high string line and flute arpeggios accompanying a children's choir in places, of all things. As a result, I feel I have to say: don't bother, unless you're big on stoned German hippy folk stuff. Which I'm not.
The following year's Bauer Plath is an improvement, certainly for the unstoned, sounding far more focused, while retaining its predecessor's hippy sensibilities. Die Schlüsselblume is probably the album's highlight, featuring a great descending riff repeating to the fade, predating so many similar efforts, although there's nothing here to trigger my 'had enough' button. Jürgen Dollase from Wallenstein plays keys throughout, as he does on several Kraut releases (Cosmic Jokers, Sergius Golowin), including Mellotron, with a string part on Vision I and flutes on the title track, although the strings on Die Schlüsselblume sound nothing like a Mellotron and are more likely to be real. Strings and brass on closer Das Märchen Vom Königssohn make for a medium-level 'Tron album, almost worth it for that alone.
So; full-on Krautfans will probably love Der Jesuspilz/Musik Vom Evangelium, though I can't say I do, although Bauer Plath is a lot better, both musically and Mellotronically. (Sort of) worth the effort.
There's No There There (2012, 49.20) **½/T
|Free Range Cowboy Dream
Get Over You
On Our Knees
The Teabilly Song
It seems Jeff Witzeman had some radio success in the early 2000s, before a slump, followed by a slow recovery (which sounds like an economics lecture, but there you go). 2012's There's No There There is a so-so Americana release, at its best on opener Free Range Cowboy Dream, the gloomy Perfect Drug and amusing closer The Teabilly Song, effectively a musical skit on the subject of a certain far-right 'political' movement.
Rami Jaffee plays Mellotron strings on Perfect Drug and cello on On Our Knees. Although Jaffee seems to've gone over to the dark side (you know, samples) with The Foo Fighters (and others?), these sound pretty authentic, certainly going by some of the so-called 'Mellotrons' I've heard recently.
Wobbler (Norway) see:
Woolly Wolstenholme (UK) see:
There, I Said it! (2007, 49.50) ***½/T
|A Songwriter's Prayer
If That's All There is to See
25 Years Ago
Too Much Month at the End of the Xanax
I'm Never Gonna Be a Rock Star
I Want a Cigarette
I Couldn't Care Less
|Alpha Male & the Canine Mystery Blood
Fluorescent Light Blues
A Cockroach After the Bomb
Everything's Coming Up Roses Again
Nice Day (Reprise)
Tommy Womack's career kicked off in the mid-'80s with Government Cheese, his first solo album, Positively Na Na, appearing in 1997. A decade later, There, I Said it!, follows a nervous breakdown of a severity that had Womack thinking he'd never write again, making its excellence all the more sweet. More Americana than country, its songs deal with the onset of middle age, family life and similar subjects, although there seems to be a heavy reliance on drug-related lyrics, especially if you include old weed tobacco. Top tracks? Well, nothing here disappoints, but the powerpop of If That's All There Is To See, the pedal steel-driven 25 Years Ago and the lengthy Alpha Male & The Canine Mystery Blood particularly stand out.
John Deaderick plays distant Mellotron strings on Everything's Coming Up Roses Again, although that appears to be our lot. So; once again, an Americana album that beats a dozen albums I 'should' prefer hands-down. Why? Decent tunes, an inoffensive style and lyrics that are actually worth listening to, which is more than I can say for 99+% of rock bands. Recommended.
A Quick Step (1975, 39.24) **½/T½Nympho's Belly-Button
Along Came You
Sweet Sleeping Sixteen
Herds of Flames
Womega were a Belgian outfit from the mid-'70s who can't really be classified as anything much; slightly progressive, not really heavy, not really pop. Just 'rock', really, whatever you take that to mean. There's a couple of reasonable songs on their sole release, 1975's A Quick Step, chiefly acoustic guitar duet Bagatel and the slightly-proggier-than-the-rest-of-it Tearful Thoughts, but to be brutally honest, it's nothing special.
Mellotronically speaking, Christo Said has some nice Mellotron strings from the uncredited keyboard player, with less of the same on Sweet Sleeping Sixteen and strings and choir on Tearful Thoughts, but I really wouldn't go out of your way to secure a copy, especially considering its relative rarity.
Journey Through the Secret Life of Plants (1979, 88.02) ***½/T
The First Garden
Voyage to India
Same Old Story
Venus' Flytrap and the Bug
Ai No, Sono
|Send One Your Love (music)
Send One Your Love
Outside My Window
Kesse Ye Lolo De Ye
Come Back as a Flower
|A Seed's a Star/Tree Medley
The Secret Life of Plants
One advantage of starting your career so early (eleven, in this case) is that having had a near-fifty year run, Stevland Hardaway "(Little) Stevie Wonder" Morris is not yet sixty. His '60s material on Tamla is strictly for soul fans, but his run of '70s albums, beginning with 1972's Talking Book, are pinnacles of the decade's music; whether or not you actually like them is almost irrelevant.
1979's Journey Through the Secret Life of Plants followed the jaw-dropping success of '76's Songs in the Key of Life and was regarded as a serious disappointment at the time. Thirty years on, its charms have been rediscovered by a new and less expectant audience, receptive to its proto-new age/'world' music feel, Wonder using musical tropes from across the world, including Indian (Voyage To India), African (Kesse Ye Lolo De Ye) and generalised Oriental (Tree). The double album's largely instrumental, which didn't endear it to his multitude of fans who couldn't see beyond his more eminently singalongable material, but which has, perversely, helped it not to age anywhere near as badly as many of its contemporaries.
Now, I forget the exact details, but the story goes something like this: somebody (Harry or Richard Chamberlin?) took one of the handful of four-manual machines they built (the M4? MusicMaster 800?) along to wherever Stevie was working at the time. As soon as he laid hands on it, he demanded to buy it, apparently putting it 'all over' his new album. The actual audio evidence doesn't fully back this up, although it seems it's on a few tracks; things aren't helped by Wonder's use of the Melodian, an early, monophonic sampler, that probably provides the rather repetitive animal and bird sounds on the record, plus extensive use of various polysynths that had entered the market since the last time he recorded. As a result, I've rather embarrassingly had to use essentially guesswork in several cases here, but I think you can hear the Chamby providing strings, mixed with synth, on Voyage To India, with definite flutes on Seasons, strings on Black Orchid, Tree and Finale, although the flutes are nearest any of these comes to a 'definite' sighting. I've no idea what produces the church organ on Ecclesiastes, although it's a possibility; I'm not aware that the sound was ever available for the Chamberlin.
Overall, then, an album to explore once you've worked your way through Wonder's 'classic four', assuming you understand where he's coming from. You're not going to buy this as a good way to hear the Chamberlin, but are you really surprised?
Construction for the Modern Idiot (1993, 48.06) ***/T
|Change Every Light Bulb
I Wish Them All Dead
Hot Love Now!
Full of Life (Happy Now)
On the Ropes
Your Big Assed Mother
A Great Drinker
Sing the Absurd
Something for Sammy]
The Wonder Stuff occupy an odd place in British music history, being pretty much an embodiment of the late '80s/early '90s 'indie' ethos, not to mention being the ultimate 'student' band of their era, loved by undergrads right across the musical spectrum. I have to admit I find their appeal slightly mystifying, their indie pop/rock/folk mix resolutely refusing to grab me. Maybe you had to see them live. While drunk. While being nineteen. Anyway, it seems to be harmless enough, but a very long way from anything you could describe as 'classic'. As a result, I find it impossible to pick any highlights from their fourth album, Construction for the Modern Idiot, though I'm sure their fans would have something to say about that.
Anyway, Pete Whittaker guests on various keys, including (naturally) Mellotron; I wouldn't call it the most overt use ever, but that's not particularly surprising. Some 'Strawberry Fields'-style flutes on Cabin Fever, and more flutes, in a very background role, on Hush, but that's all I can hear. That isn't to say there isn't any more hidden in the mix, but Martin Bell's fiddle confuses the issue in places. So; if you don't like UK indie, you're probably not going to like the Wonder Stuff. Simple as that. Minimal Mellotron, too, so I really wouldn't bother.
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Saturday Night Special (1975, 42.34) ***½/TTSaturday Night Special
Belle Isle Daze
On My Mind
Help Get Me Away
Lyman Woodard was a Detroit-based jazz organist, whose 1975 album with his Organization (apparently recorded two years earlier), Saturday Night Special, is a deceptively mellow release with unexpectedly threatening undercurrents, as befits an album named for a gun. Mostly instrumental, this is something that Jimmy Smith fans might consider exploring, Woodard's Hammond work being quite outstanding in places. Its best track is probably the near-ten minute Cheeba, a ripping organ and percussion jam with Latin overtones, although nothing here should offend the discerning listener.
Woodard adds credited Mellotron strings to the first three tracks, in a distinctly 'orchestral replacement' mode, rather neutering their ubiquity, as they simply sound as close to a proper string section as a presumably cash-strapped Woodard could make them. Nice to hear, but as the parts have little of the machine's inherent sound, you're probably best off going elsewhere for Mellotron overkill.
Opposite Directions (1980, 38.39) **½/T
|Spirit of the Meteors
I Want to Be Famous
Air on a Polymer
San Diego Sunset
Peace in Our Space (Sue's Song)
Got to Get Away
|Down Town Reactor
Web of Synthesis
Jezz Woodroffe, later of fellow Brummie Robert Plant's band, was Black Sabbath's offstage keyboard player when he recorded Opposite Directions, released in 1980 (according to the record) or '78 (according to his website). In all honesty, it's about par for the course for a sideman's solo album; the guy can certainly play, but the writing leaves an awful lot to be desired, with much of it based around iffy jams (San Diego Sunset), or dreadful attempts at a Midlands take on Chas'n'Dave (to American readers: don't ask). The band Woodroffe gathered together are all very competent and Gibson John's guitar work (presumably) is actually pretty good, but it's all a bit faceless, really; they sound like session musos.
Unfortunately, many of Woodroffe's keyboards are of that 'late '70s Japanese' type; he must have had an endorsement deal with Yamaha, going by the number of their products he namechecks on the (extensive) gear list. They still sound loads better than 'dodgy '80s digital', but too many polysynths spoil the broth, or something. There's a Mellotron M400 listed there, too, but I can only actually hear the thing on the title track (about the best thing here), with flute and choir parts.
Since Opposite Directions is apparently quite rare, don't rush out to try to find a copy (I found mine in a Birmingham second-hand shop and I doubt if many found their way much further from the area). Disappointing.
See: Black Sabbath
|7" (1979) **½/T
Get Away William
Bruce Woolley & the Camera Club (1980, 13.01) ***/TTVideo Killed the Radio Star
Only Babies Can Fly
Bruce Woolley's name has been unfairly, well, not so much erased from history as quietly forgotten, although he originally made up one third of (The) Buggles, inexplicably leaving just before the release of his deathless composition Video Killed The Radio Star. Well, we all make mistakes, don't we? He immediately formed The Camera Club, who released their sole album, English Garden (including his version of Video Killed...), in 1979, not to mention a clutch of singles, including several non-album tracks. One of these was Trouble Is..., an angular piece of typical new wave pop (featuring an early attempt at rapping, pop revisionists) that could've hit but didn't, backed with a rather ordinary album track, Get Away William. It reappeared the following year, on a US-only EP simply entitled Bruce Woolley & the Camera Club, alongside, yes, Video Killed..., an album track and an otherwise obscure, un-reissued number called Only Babies Can Fly, a laid-back, rather inconsequential piece, if truth be told.
Although there's not a hint of Mellotron on the album, the EP contains chordal flute and string parts on Trouble Is..., quite clearly Mellotronic, alongside the synth strings all over the track, presumably played by another musician who used Woolley as a springboard, band member T(h)om(as) Dolby. Only Babies has Dolby (again, presumably) playing 'Strawberry Fields' flutes, cello and string parts, to reasonable effect. Enough to make them worth hearing, though? Not especially, no.
Es Liebt Dich und Deine Körperlichkeit ein Ausgeflippter (2002, 45.09/53.42) ***½/½
Die Zunft von Nahweg
Wie Sicht Es Aus?
Jetzt ist Vakanz
Es Darf Gelacht Nisch Mehr
[Japanese bonus track:
Es Liebt Dich und Deine Körperlichkeit ein Ausgeflippter is apparently the appropriately-named Workshop's fifth album, although their first to be released in the States (and elsewhere?). Their music is indeed a workshop of ideas, with one album sounding little like the next; Es Liebt Dich... has more than a little German acid-folk about it, with much acoustic guitar alongside real and programmed percussion, strange, upfront German-language vocals and odd keyboards, amongst other things. This is quite an odd album, to be honest; as soon as anything starts sounding somewhere near 'normal', Workshop turn it on its head and throw something weird into the pot. Standout tracks? Buggered if I know...
Workshop are essentially a duo of Stephan Abry and Kai Althoff, but I've no idea who does what, including the nice (very) little 'Tron strings part on Die Zunft Von Nahweg, which actually sound quite real, though it seems you can never tell these days. So; if that weird German folkish thing floats your boat, you may well go for this. Only one even halfway decent 'Tron track, though, so don't go out of your way on that front.
Egyptology (1997, 60.38) ***½/T½
|It is Time
Call Me Up
She's the One
Curse of the Mummy's Tomb
|Love is Best
Rolling Off a Log
The Whole of the Night
Piece of Mind
Karl Wallinger formed World Party after leaving The Waterboys, sounding not wholly dissimilar to that band, while adding sample use and an eco-awareness that appears to stretch to 'recycling' occasional bits of other people's songs. Call it 'referencing', OK? Egyptology is his/their fourth release (the band is essentially a Wallinger solo project these days) and covers a range of styles, from the very '60s Vanity Fair (Jim who? Which Morrison?) to the wordy but really rather good Curse Of The Mummy's Tomb, plus an unfortunate propensity for throwing in bits of Britpop; the album was recorded between 1993-7, straight through that movement's heyday. Like so many other albums of the CD era, it's a little overlong, and several tracks could've done with a brisk edit, but there are worse musical crimes, so maybe we'll let it off.
Somebody (Wallinger?) plays Mellotron flutes on Call Me Up and The Whole Of The Night, with a solo fade-out on the latter that sounds pretty damn' real to me. So, reasonable album, could've done with being a bit shorter, two OK 'Tron tracks, hopefully real.
See: The Waterboys
Wreckless Eric & Amy Rigby (2008, 40.23) ***/T
|Here Comes My Ship
Another Drive-in Saturday
First Mate Rigby
Men in Sandals
The Downside of Being a Fuck-Up
A Taste of the Keys
|Please Be Nice to Her
I Still Miss Someone
Anyone who lived through the original punk explosion probably has a certain fondness for 'Wreckless' Eric Goulden, one of the scene's more wilful talents, up against strong competition. Never actually 'punk' per se (like most of the artists lumped into the scene), Goulden was basically a songwriter, although his lo-fi approach would never have caught anyone's attention before the (relatively) egalitarian Punk Years. After an initial burst of (sort of) fame, he became very low-key for a decade or three, eventually teaming up (both musically and personally) with Amy Rigby, a woman clearly after his own heart, the pair producing Wreckless Eric & Amy Rigby in 2008. What's it like? It's like a low-fi cross between the just pre-psych '60s and the just post-punk (but not Post-Punk) '70s, songs like Men In Sandals and the excellent The Downside Of Being A Fuck-Up defining the duo's approach.
Goulden and Rigby both play Mellotron, with what sounds like brass on Another Drive-In Saturday and strings on Round. Real? Who knows? Anyway, not an album for production freaks, but if you still keep a candle burning for Eric Goulden, buy this album.
Spades & Hoes & Plows: Songs of Insurrection, Defiance & Rebellion (2010, 64.43) ***½/TT½A Radical Song
The Blackleg Miner
A Diggers' Song
Helyntion Beca (the Rebecca Riots)
David Wrench is a Welsh albino singer/musician/producer who's made a couple of synthpop albums, which have bugger-all to do with his 2010 collaboration with Julian Cope's Black Sheep project, Spades & Hoes & Plows: Songs of Insurrection, Defiance & Rebellion. As you might expect, it consists of four old British rebel songs, the best-known being the grim nineteenth-century Northumbrian lyric to The Blackleg Miner. All four tracks are tackled in slow, dark, psychedelic form, the aforementioned Blackleg Miner being the longest at a brain-wrenching (sorry) twenty-four minutes, while Helyntion Beca (The Rebecca Riots)' entirely instrumental eighteen minutes are slightly hard-going. Quiet, yet a very long way from 'gentle', this is an album for your inner barricade-breaker.
Wrench and Cope both play one or more of Julian's M400s, with flutes, strings and choirs on A Radical Song, occasional flutes and strings on The Blackleg Miner, a clicky, unidentified woodwind instrument on A Diggers' Song and flutes on Helyntion Beca, including a note that cuts off abruptly as the tape runs out. Not, of course, that there's any doubt as to the veracity of the Mellotrons where Cope's involved... I'm not sure at whom this unusual release is aimed - Cope fans who buy anything with his name on it? - but I can guarantee that you've never heard anything quite like it before. Higher Mellotronic levels than many Cope collaborations helps in its appreciation round these parts; whether or not it will for you is entirely your decision.
See: Black Sheep | Julian Cope
Over the Sun (2004, 42.33) ***/T½With Closed Eyes
Black Little Stray
You'll Be the Death
Throw a Blanket Over the Sun
If Only We Could
Shannon Wright is an Atlanta, Georgia-based singer-songwriter, operating in the more 'downbeat' end of the genre, so nothing like, say, Shonen Knife, then. Her fourth album, 2004's Over the Sun, is an intense record, loosely categorisable as 'indie', although Wright's style owes little to the genre's leading lights, being based more in the blues than anything else. Best track? Hard to say, although Black Little Stray opens with a Jimmy Page-ish electric guitar part and doesn't sound like the rest of the album, which is a little samey, to be honest.
The album opens with a solo Mellotron flute part, probably played by Wright herself, with dirgelike cellos on You'll Be the Death, the album's only other keyboard contributions being the odd piano line. This isn't an album with which to cheer yourself up of an evening, but if you're after an emotional rollercoaster ride with occasional Mellotron, you've come to the right place.
The Power of the Picts (1969, 108.07) ****/0 (T)
|It Came on a Sunday
Mrs Cooper's Pie
Shadow of Man
Hill of Dreams
Child on a Crossing
|Diane's Big Daddy
Live and Learn
Dream Yourself a Hero
Fishers of Men
Bellyful of Rock
Man of Renown]
|7" ( 1973) ***/TT
Man of Renown
Writing on the Wall were an organ-heavy Scottish proto-hard rock outfit, whose sole album, 1969's The Power of the Picts is a veritable lost doom classic, full of Sabbath/Heep crossover classics like Aries and the bonkers Bogeyman. I'm amazed that I haven't discovered this lot before; it craps all over 'classic' 'lost' bands like Clear Blue Sky and their ilk - looks like they were unlucky not to be signed by a future collectable label, eh? And is Shadow Of Man the first use of Holst's Mars that isn't a straight 'cover'?
There's no Mellotron on the album, but Buffalo, a lone b-side from '73, not long before the band split, features heavy flute and string use, probably from Bill Scott. Officially unavailable until recently, it can now be found on disc two of Ork's 2007 The Power of the Picts reissue. Hurrah! Actually, the set's worth it for their original album, a must-hear for fans of the era, their sole 'Tron track coming as a nice bonus.
Rock Bottom (1974, 39.36) ****/TSea Song
A Last Straw
Little Red Riding Hood Hit the Road
Little Red Robin Hood Hit the Road
'68 (2013, recorded 1968, 47.00) ***½/½Chelsa
Slow Walkin' Talk
Moon in June
For the one or two of you who don't know his history, Robert Wyatt was the Soft Machine's drummer and sometime vocalist, moving on to Matching Mole, before falling from a third-floor window at a party, resulting in permanent paralysis from the waist down. He'd already released one solo album, 1970's End of an Ear, and recorded his second, the all-too aptly titled Rock Bottom, while recuperating. An intensely personal album, not everyone will fall for Wyatt's idiosyncratic vocals, or the largely drumless music, but it's an album that rewards careful listening, which probably means very few people have bothered with it in the last twenty years or so. Opener Sea Song is probably the most normal, or least abnormal track, which is probably why it was given pole position, and by the time you get to the Alifib/Alife double-act, the more faint-hearted have been left gasping at the side of the road, eager to return to the safety of their latest two-bit flash in the pan music press darlings.
For years, I've been under the impression that the album was free of any Mellotronic involvement. It seems I was wrong (see: right). Not that it's that obvious, mind; reedy choirs on opener Sea Song sound both like and not like a Mellotron, while there's an unidentified sound on Alifib/Alife, alongside what sounds like Mellotron strings. Is this a bit vague? Sorry, but Wyatt's credited with merely 'keyboards', including the Moog lead on Sea Song, and the unidentified organ present on several tracks.
In 2013, those lovely people at Cuneiform released '68, an invaluable document for Wyattophiles, consisting of the recordings he made in New York that year, whilst staying with the Hendrix Experience. As you do. Jimi even turns up, playing bass on Slow Walkin' Talk, while the second half of the iconic Moon In June is a UK recording from the following year, featuring both Hopper and Ratledge, prior to the Soft Machine's re-recording for Third. It's this section we're interested in, as Max has pointed out (thanks, Max!) that the manic trombone solo actually hails from a MkII, complete with pitchbend and choppy, repeated notes. Not a reason to buy the album, you understand, but, if you have any interest in Wyatt's work, why would you need a reason?
So; Rock Bottom: to buy or not to buy? If you'd like to hear something you've never heard before, stylistically speaking, combined with personal lyrics and unusual instrumental juxtapositions, then yes. Conversely, if not... This isn't worth it for its minor Mellotron use, but is on practically any other grounds you can think of.
See: Matching Mole
Crossing Dragon Bridge (2008, 49.15) ***½/TT
|Slovenian Rhapsody I
Manhattan Fault Line
Love Me Anyway
When We Talk About Forever
Annie & Me
Wait Until You Get to Know Me
Punching Holes in the Sky
|Bring the Magic
God Doesn't Like it
Believe in Yourself
I Don't Deserve This
Slovenian Rhapsody II
Northern Aggression [as Steve Wynn & the Miracle 3] (2010, 45.51) ***/T
We Don't Talk About it
No One Ever Drowns
Consider the Source
The Death of Donny B
The Other Side
On the Mend
Ribbons and Chains
I'm slightly ashamed to say that I didn't know Steve Wynn was mainman of The Dream Syndicate through the '80s; another band I need to retroactively 'discover'... Wynn went solo in 1990, 2008's Crossing Dragon Bridge being his eighth studio release, the title referring to its genesis, recorded in Chris Eckman's home studio in Ljubljana, Slovenia (ex-Yugoslavia). It's an excellent collection of Wynn's careworn songs, as against the grizzly nonsense spewed out by any number of modern so-called 'singer-songwriters' (are you listening, Pete Yorn?), including material of the quality of opener Slovenian Rhapsody I, Punching Holes In The Sky and Believe In Yourself. in Wynn's own words, "It's a snapshot, a dream, an acid flashback, a tourist guide, a midnight snack, a morning cup of coffee..." Eckman plays Mellotron, credited on four tracks, with straightforward string parts on Annie & Me and I Don't Deserve This (pretty upfront at the end), flutes on Believe In Yourself, with a 'real Mellotron wobble' at the end and what sounds like oboe on Slovenian Rhapsody II.
Alongside his solo work, Wynn has released several albums with The Miracle 3, 2010's Northern Aggression being their fourth. Very obviously a band album, as against a solo effort, with a country feel in places, better tracks including opener Resolution, the mildly threatening The Death Of Donny B, On The Mend and closer Ribbons And Chains. Either Wynn or Jason Victor play a major Mellotron string part on No One Ever Drowns, although it could easily have fitted on a couple of other tracks.
So; today I have discovered someone good previously unknown to me. Hurrah! Steve Wynn is clearly an undersung talent, but then, he doesn't make frothy, lightweight pap for the short attention span generation, so he's unlikely to ever make his fortune doing this. Two good albums, then, with a handful of decent 'Tron tracks.
Wyoming (1971, 36.07) **½/TTTSeptember Day
Can't Go Wrong
Two Faced Woman
Livin' in Sorrow
Let the Light Shine on Me
Who Turned the Light on
In Prison (1972, 37.35) **½/½
|USA Seventy Two
Known By All
Restless Man Intro
Sunshine Peace Time
I'm a Roller
I'll Be Back
This is My Song
|Indian War Dance
French-born American ex-pat (!) Pete "Wyoming" Bender released his first two albums under his nom-de-plume, simply titling his 1971 debut Wyoming. I think it's fair to say that it's very much 'of its time', most tracks conforming to the era's pop/rock singer-songwriter style (opener September Day, Saying Things, Livin' In Sorrow), shifting into a funkier, more soul-inflected version of the same sound (the Clavinet-driven Seven Days, Two Faced Woman, Let The Light Shine On Me), the end result being as dated as hell. Bender plays what sound like (and most likely are, going by the distinctive reverb) MkII polyphonic flute and string parts on opener September Day, upfront flute melodies and chordal strings on Saying Things and Livin' In Sorrow and a mad, pitchbent string part on I'm Weeping, easily the album's strongest feature.
He followed up with In Prison the following year, similar in many ways, although the rockier I'm A Roller and the ten-minute Indian War Dance (I believe Bender is part Native American) stand out. Very little Mellotron this time round, with naught but a flute solo on Known By All. It's difficult to recommend either of these albums to a modern audience, as their style has fallen into long disuse, but the Mellotron work on Wyoming makes it worth hearing for that alone.