Showing posts with label Jeff Beck. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jeff Beck. Show all posts

Review: Jeff Beck at the Nokia Theatre, 4/17


Ah, Jeff Beck. To begin with, I adore you. In an era where nostalgia runs wild, most acts deliver lacklustre performances of their greatest hits. But not Jeff Beck. Beck has always been a musician who seems to be doing all that he can to avoid being pigeonholed into any genre, and in truth, I feel few have succeeded as he has. Random street walkers wouldn't know his name if you asked, but I genuinely don't believe I've ever heard or read a single negative thing about him, particularly from music lovers. While the way he approaches his career may seem haphazard to some, it seems he has managed to do whatever the fuck he wants - without worrying about selling records, or keeping in the same vein as his previous recordings. In fact, you can nearly count on Beck to bring some new to the table every single time.

Watching Jeff Beck at the Nokia Theatre, I felt that illustrious feeling, that concert feeling. An intense wave of emotions washed over me, and I felt utterly sublime and overwhelmed. Watching Jeff Beck is one of those moments where things are so brilliantly emotional that you're overwhelmed to the point of near fatigue. Following the great momentum of dimming lights and excitable gasps (as well as a few men shouting "Beck-Ola!" and "FREEWAY JAM!"), Beck emerged looking like an absolute star. At sixty-five, not an inch of flash has left him, musically or aesthetically. Granted, it seems his style is a bit more erratic than it was, say six months ago, and it seems he takes his stage clothes a step further with every tour. So hey, Beck! Quit while you're ahead. What also differs from Beck's last jaunt around the States is his band. Twenty-odd year old Tal Wilkenfeld, a jarring talent, has been replaced by Rhonda Smith on bass. Vinnie Colaiuta has been replaced by Michael Narada Walden (who appeared on Beck's Wired), while keyboardist Jason Rebello acts as a mainstay. Though both Smith and Walden are highly acclaimed musicians, I certainly found myself wishing I had seen the previous incarnation of Beck's band. Beck's Platinum-selling DVD Performing This Week...Live At Ronnie Scott's provided a fleeting showcase of the band, and they blow his current cast straight out of the water. No contest.

Through the first few numbers, I thought, "Brilliant. A great mix of slow and moving numbers with raucous scorchers." But as it wore on, I thought, "Wait... Its getting a bit repetitive." He simply hopped back and forth, with numbers that nearly sounded alike. With such a deliciously expansive catalog to chose from, I felt Beck didn't provide as much diversity as he could have. Though the oldies cheering for his seventies classics were appeased by a steaming performance of "Led Boots". Beck was also occasionally backed by an orchestra. Let me say that I found this absolutely haunting and enchanting, but I also felt the orchestra wasn't quite necessary. Few guitarists are so skilled at conveying emotion and provoking them so thoroughly within the listener, while Beck excels at this. I felt the orchestra, more than enhancing the experience, diluted it. With that said, I do feel Beck's new material is absolutely shattering, and stands up well when tossed together with his untouchable classics.


Returning to the topic of his band, bass player Rhonda Smith was far too heavily doted upon. To be frank, she wasn't very good. Why Beck got rid of the illuminating Tal Wilkenfeld is beyond me. Smith also provides vocals, which are - dare I say, irritating. Thankfully, between Smith's first solo and her vocal take on "Rollin' and Tumblin", Beck treated us to "People Get Ready". Rod Stewart, I can't say you're missed! Beck held it gloriously. His skill on the guitar is utterly transcendent, one instantly forgets vocals are standard practice in rock and roll. An especially out-there moment came in Beck's take on "Over the Rainbow". The track is included on his new album Emotion and Commotion, but actually seeing Jeff Beck perform a song so out of his realm is bizarre and incredible. Particularly notable is his utterly magnificent song "Angels (Footsteps)". Featured in the Ronnie Scott's DVD, I was left speechless when hearing the song on television! In person, it was nothing less than awe-inspiring. A genuinely beautiful and moving song, played with perfect precision by Beck. Though he totally dropped his slide piece, which provided a laugh for the very attentive audience. He plays with such grace, and those near-shrieking notes sounded wondrously delectable.

As the show's end drew near, the band busted into "I Want to Take You Higher", leading me to whisper to my dad, "Oh shit." Explosive and such fun! I nearly wished his band would stop providing vocals - but the entire number was so exciting, and I was having such a great time, I stopped caring. He followed this with "A Day in the Life", and I was over the moon. His interpretation of the Beatles classic was rattling and powerful. Thus, I was mildly disturbed when my father said, "Let's get out of here and beat the traffic?" "But dad, what if he encores?" "We already saw the whole show." I should mention my father also squeezed in a nap during Beck's set. Don't get me wrong, I'm nearly positive my adoring opinion of Jeff Beck is genetic, but um, old dudes can't hang, apparently. My father was certainly not the only 45+ sleeping in his seat. This portion of the audience was greatly contrasted by the total guitar geeks, whom ferociously air guitared to every lick. It was certainly a crowd who took music very seriously. Behind me, I heard a conversation, which discussed the merits of Jimmy Page. "He's sloppy. Compare him to Jeff Beck, Clapton, or even Zappa - he lacks that precision. Its just sloppy!" I didn't jump over my seat, I swear...

Alas, I happily skipped through the halls of the Nokia Theatre, humming along animatedly as Beck encored with "How High the Moon". I saw Paul McCartney's guitar player, and just kept on vocalizing Beck's licks, while perhaps dancing? What? I was jazzed.



P.S. Dweezil Zappa, you're the man! I was seriously pleased with Zappa Plays Zappa, the opening act. Never fancied myself a Zappa girl, but I may have to indulge! Dweezil is skilled.

Goodbye Pork Pie Hat vs. Goodbye Pork Pie Hat

I think its probably sort of taboo to compare cover with original. Even if the cover is fucking dazzling, you're supposed to side with the original -- because they composed it! I like acting as if rules don't exist. That way, you don't break them for the sake of being rebellious, and you don't abide by them for the sake of being "correct". But uh, I'm about to do the unholy -- brace yourselves!


"Goodbye Pork Pie Hat", Charles Mingus, Ah Um
Mingus is quickly becoming one of my jazz favorites. The Ah Um version of "Goodbye Pork Pie Hat" is quietly and calmly captivating. So smooth and serene. Despite the fact that I play the Jeff Beck version nearly religiously, Mingus is still incredibly capable of moving me. I just love jazz when its right. The gentle ripples of the horns, the light harmonizing of instruments. The delicate trickling of the drums, and the glorious bass... All coming together so sublimely, moving me and relaxingly taking me under its spell. A simply magical track, really. But then...


"Goodbye Pork Pie Hat", Jeff Beck, Wired
Then I commit the sin! I play the two back to back, which is unfortunately nothing but trouble for dear old Mingus. Jeff Beck slowly opens the track at a nearly droning octave, the drums hiss, as the keyboards so expertly sprinkle the track. Beck slowly builds, skillfully ascending, maintaining all momentum, with each note resonating so perfectly in its place. I've forgotten entirely about Mingus' take, because Beck has already taken "Goodbye Pork Pie Hat" to a remarkable place. With such skill and intensity, as the whole track simply bubbles over with emotion, Beck has done great justice to Mingus' composition. His guitar so elegantly glides into those transcendent climactic notes, scraping the sky with their rattling pitch. But he couples them with the low and sensuous drones, throwing in those crunching notes of such intensity. He marries all of these components so exquisitely, I'm quite literally blown away. They're all so eloquently arranged. Such an immense talent, with such beautiful precision. Literally, beautiful... And I really can't stand that word normally. Jeff Beck truly is a mind boggling guitar player. When people say he's one of the best, they're fucking right! His earlier work with the Jeff Beck Group, and even more so, the Yardbirds, is far more accessible than his landmark records, most notably Blow by Blow and Wired... But GET INTO IT. It did take me a while to warm up to his seemingly erratic (to the virgin ear) jazz fusion, but now, I hold it up as a striking achievement. I'm always eager to champion Beck as a innovator, and beyond that, a goddamn excruciating talent. You know how I said I wouldn't say geniuses exist in rock and roll? Well, among guitar players, Jeff Beck is as close as it gets. Just listen to "Goodbye Pork Pie Hat", truly devour it. Thanks Mingus, for the stunning composition, but uh, I think Mr. Jeffrey Arnold Beck's got you here.

Obviously its awesome to have genuinely talented, relevant, intriguing subjects on the cover of Rolling Stone -- an incredibly rare feat these days, it appears. But Eric Clapton, oh, Eric Clapton. For some reason, his appearance sends me to a fit of giggles every time I see him! First, it was the LG commercial that is airing constantly. He looks like a little old lady... Then, I saw these photos, which only reaffirmed his granny-ness. And now, this cover! Its the goddamn GLASSES and the sweater... I can't decide if I'm being cruel, after all, he is of granny age. But look at Jeff Beck! He's totally retained his style, still looking supremely cool even when his youth has weaned. And maybe I'm a little biased, because JB is also supremely cool musically. EC is, as John Lennon would say (of Paul McCartney, but relevant here), "granny shit". He seems nice, albeit a little boring... Still, its nice that just by playing shows together, they scored the cover. Has Jeff Beck ever been on the cover of Rolling Stone? He must have been! Its researchin' time...

Update:


October 1972: Beck is Back!

Freeway Jam: A Journey Through Jeff Beck's Golden Era (And the men who helped him along the way)


I should mention that Mr. Beck was wearing precisely this outfit when he was in the same room as me roughly a day after this photo was snapped. He looked blindingly dapper. Way to retain your style as well as your musical genius, JB!


One of the key elements to a stunning piece of music is inconceivable musical chemistry. One can never predict what will happen when a few musicians are thrown together. Though they had never played together, Led Zeppelin knew from their first rehearsal that they were dealing with something massive. While they had each had their hand playing with a variety of musicians, they knew that with this band, they had something extraordinary. Sometimes a few incredible musicians will get together (random jams, not-quite-there "supergroups"), but that spark isn't there. The rule of musical chemistry is also evident when particular members are missing. The Clash suffered dreadfully without Mick Jones. Led Zeppelin knew to graciously bow out without John Bonham's monstrous touch.


The musical chemistry maxim evidently extends to solo artists also. While just one name is stamped on the finish product, a striking band is always necessary. Thus is the case with my main subject, Jeff Beck. As soon as Beck ventured on his own, after an illustrious career with the Yardbirds, he gathered a top-notch band. Employing a then hardly known Rod Stewart, as well as a young Ronnie Wood, Beck also formed a musical kinship with noted pianist/organist Nicky Hopkins. Nicky Hopkins' eloquent touch is all over the rattling and inventive Truth and Beck-Ola. Hence, beginning a lifelong trend of enlisting masterminds on the keys. The importance of relations between guitar and keys in Jeff Beck's music is immense. Though beginning with Nicky Hopkins, this would only increase as Beck further drenched himself in "jazz fusion" -- a genre he would come to dominate. The progression began with Rough and Ready, when he recruited vocalist Bobby Tench, bassist Clive Chaman, drummer Cozy Powell, and keyboardist Max Middleton. Middleton would become a Beck mainstay. This line-up also lasted for just two records, the second and last being Jeff Beck Group, produced by Steve Cropper and featuring their magnificent take on "Going Down". Beck's renowned temperament drove him to a new project, a collaboration with Tim Bogert and Carmine Appice of Vanilla Fudge. Beck, Bogert and Appice recorded one eponymous studio album. Though predominately a "power trio" effort, this album too featured piano and Mellotron. BBA's last release was a live album, Live in Japan, which featured Beck using a talkbox -- a relatively unknown sound at the time. Following the demise of Beck, Bogert and Appice, Beck embarked on his most acclaimed venture. No longer would the albums be credited to the Jeff Beck Group, but simply Jeff Beck. Armed with this new skin and producer George Martin, Beck released the still awe-inspiring Blow by Blow, one of rock's best-selling instrumentals. He was again joined by Max Middleton, with whom he collaborated on such classics as "You Know What I Mean", "Scatterbrain", and "Freeway Jam". The album also features dazzling takes on the Beatles' "She's a Woman", as well as two Stevie Wonder compositions, "Cause We've Ended as Lovers" and "Thelonius". My favorite remains "AIR Blower", a collaborative effort by Blow by Blow's house band -- Beck, Middleton, percussionist Richard Bailey, and bassist Phil Chen. This album is jazz fusion at its best and most accessible. And Beck and Middleton carry it the whole way. The sensational interplay between the two is staggering. Alas, for Beck's next release, he retained a similar formula. While keeping with Middleton, Wired also featured the sometimes overwhelming synthesized touch of Mahavishnu Orchestra's Jan Hammer. The results were not as stirring, but still, another landmark recording. Beck's rendition of "Goodbye Pork Pie Hat" remains one of his most moving pieces to date. His next release, a live album titled Jeff Beck with the Jan Hammer Group Live, takes a few numbers from both Blow by Blow and Wired, tossed together with a few self-indulgent, over-synthesized Jan Hammer compositions. The album is overall a bit erratic, but occasionally spellbinding in that way. This was followed by Beck's next studio effort, There and Back, which saw the release of Max Middleton, and distancing himself from the fusion style. It would be his last studio album for five years, and the marked the end of his golden era. Beck has continued to produce arresting music, spanning the genres from heavy metal to electronica. Still, its always distinguishably Beck. Never a commercial dazzler like his contemporaries, namely Page and Clapton, Beck has always stuck to his ever-changing guns.


Electric Eye: A Chat with Ross Halfin

To make a splendid photographer, there has to be an element of trust between the subject and the photographer. Ross Halfin has it in ten-folds. Beginning with landmark British publications like Sounds, Melody Maker, and NME in the Seventies, Ross has since grown into a giant of his field. His list of photographic conquests is extensive, but it includes regular sessions with Jimmy Page, Aerosmith, Jeff Beck, and the Who. Ross has also gained a bit of notoriety for penning a titillatingly frank diary, documenting his everyday life and work. As such, he has obtained a reputation as a brutally honest, no-nonsense kind of guy. Getting to know him, he is also revealed to be an incredibly kind, generous, and intelligent man. After all, taking a chance on an inexperienced journalist and treating her to a dazzling evening is generous, is it not? (He introduced me to Jimmy Page, for fuck's sake.) After sitting in on a photoshoot that he did with Chris Cornell of Soundgarden/Audioslave fame with a cameo by Slash, we commenced our conversation on the patio at the Sunset Marquis. He was gracious, interesting, and of course, honest.

To begin with, what impresses you, in general?

Nothing musically. Well I enjoy shooting someone like Chris Cornell who pays attention to what you ask him, and Slash. They know and they appreciate what I do for them, and I like them as people. I've known them a long time. And I see people like Chris Cornell, who has been through a lot, and he still has a very good sense of humor about it. I find that impressive. A lot of musicians don't have a sense of humor about themselves. Since the business has got more corporate, everyone takes it far too seriously. You know, at the end of the day, it's only about someone playing a piece of wood with strings attached. When you look at what goes on in the world, and really, its bullshit. So generally, I like dealing with people who respect what you do. Like Jeff Beck does, and Jimmy Page moans about it all the time, but I think he does in the long run. People like Chris Cornell do.


Who doesn't?

Um, a lot of American acts. Mostly American acts take themselves far too seriously. Since the age of the internet, particularly my website seems to upset a lot of people. Half the things I'm saying are tongue-in-cheek, and half are serious. A lot of people don't work with me purely over my website, but it shows you how shallow and pathetic they really are. If you read my website and you take it literally, you know, it shows you have no education, I think.

Would you say it's an accurate depiction of whom you are writing about though?

Yeah! I think my website is toned down! If actually wrote the truth, I wouldn't be able to work at all. Now everyone says to me, "Why don't you do a book?" People only want to read extreme fawning, or they want to read dirt in a book. If I wrote the truth, people wouldn't believe it -- because fans don't want to believe it. They have this kind of fake idea of who people are. Also, I would just be cut off completely. I have a hard enough time as it is! You know, I quite enjoyed Ginger Baker's book [Hellraiser, John Blake Publishing], but it was like memoirs of a grumpy old man. That's why I wanted to have it signed because I thought he'd die soon, and it'd be nice to have a signed book. The beginning of the book is really good, but then the later part -- all he's interested in is which cars he had and who he slept with.

You were talking about how your website gets you in trouble...

You make a joke, and the problem is, people cut and paste it and take it as literal fact. It goes everywhere, that's the problem with the internet.

Your website, specifically your diary, has helped make your name a bit well-known. Was the point of your website to amp your profile? If not, what is your motive behind the diary -- if any?

In this day and age, to sell photos.

So did you get into photography because you loved music?

Yes. I was an art college student, getting a Bachelor's art degree and I hated it, because it was full of Americans. I have a particular hatred for modern art, like Jackson Pollock. I went to art college and I thought it was rubbish! I became a photographer because I was a big Who fan. I'd see pictures of the Who and I'd think, "I can take a better picture than that." And that was what I did. I basically dropped out of art college, worked in a guitar store selling guitars, and I used to go to concerts and just take cameras in. Basically, I became a photographer like that. In a nutshell.


What is it that you loved about music that drew you into photography?

Just when you're young, when you're teenager, you think that's all that matters. I'd go and see the Who and think that was really what counted in the world -- which isn't, of course, true. But at the time, you really believe that, and you think that's of world importance. There was this thing that was "Name your top ten albums" and Pete Makowski over there said to me, "You should think about what you liked when you were sixteen, because when you were sixteen, you really thought that was important. You believed it was as important as life." At the time, I really loved the Who, I loved Led Zeppelin, the Faces -- they were like the Oasis of their day. I loved Mott the Hoople, Deep Purple, Nazareth, all those sorts of bands. I shot the punk scene, which was hugely overrated. Basically, a lot of it was rubbish. There were only two great bands and that was probably the Pistols and the Clash. It was just average. I listen to a far wider range of music now than I did when I was young. I like listening to soundtracks, which I would never listen to when I was young. My favorite soundtrack is The Thin Red Line or The Man Who Wasn't There. Both of them are very dark.


Who scored them?

I can't remember who did The Man Who Wasn't There, it was a friend of Billy Bob Thorton. [Carter Burwell.] Hans Zimmer was nominated for an Oscar for The Thin Red Line.

You helped start up Kerrang!, which remains a massive publication. Was that sort of thing ever an aspiration for you, and does it have any high regard to you now?

Its rubbish. It has no regard to me now. I think its embarrassing now, it's a child's magazine. I don't care about it, and at the time, really... They would pay me twice as much for a color picture as a black and white. But you know, I used to enjoy the bands at the time like UFO, Aerosmith, and Rush, all those sort of bands. But what it morphed into, when you start adding later bands like Gallows... No.

Right. I'm not into remotely new music at all, which is probably why I haven't gotten into Soundgarden.

Well you should go and play Soundgarden, Badmotorfinger. And even those last three Soundgarden albums are great. My favorite song is on The Basketball Diaries album, which is called "Blind Dogs."

So would you say you actively pursue rock photography or did you just kind of fall into it?

Fell into it, that's what I ended up doing when I left college. I was actually a painter originally.

How old were you when all of that started happening?

When I became eighteen and nineteen, not when I was fourteen. Like, Neil Zlozower -- he's a photographer, he was like fourteen. But he's slightly older than me.

When you see a band now -- whether it be an act you've seen plenty of times, or someone new -- do you find yourself floored by a live performance?

Yeah, but its been a long time since I saw a new band that I think are great. I think the Kings of Leon are great, I like them a lot. But actual brand new bands? I don't really see many. I don't really go to clubs. Why do I want to go to a club full of sixteen year olds? So I haven't seen a brand new band that I thought were amazing for years.

Then what bands that aren't brand new are still prominent live?

I like the Mars Volta a lot, I think they're very interesting as a band. I think they take it elsewhere, and they're really good, and I like working with them.

But I'm saying... Old people, come on!

Jeff Beck, Chris Cornell if you classify him as an old person, Mott the Hoople I think were amazing recently, Kings of Leon, Aerosmith are good when they're together -- without saying too much [laughs]. I saw Depeche Mode a few years ago, I'd never seen them, and I was surprised by how good they were. Rammstein, I really like live, just as a visual thing for entertainment. KISS, I enjoy as long as you aren't expecting too much and don't take it seriously, it's actually very enjoyable. I'll tell you who are great, Prodigy. They're amazing live.


What was the last album you listened to in its entirety?

Steve Miller, I bought an album called Rock Love, I can't work out whether it's a bootleg or not. One side is live and one side is studio, it's from '70, I think. [1971.] I thought that was really good for the time, I played it the other night all the way through -- twice!

What are your top five favorite albums of all time?

The Who, Live at Leeds; Led Zeppelin II; Badmotorfinger, Soundgarden; The Thin Red Line soundtrack... Its hard because the albums you really like you don't play all the time, because you're sick of them, you've heard them too much. But when you hear them, you really like them.


Right. Its like your favorite song, you can only listen to it so often, or it would lose that splendor.

Splendor, right. That's the word. Who's Next, I'd have to include in that. Loudon Wainwright III, Album II; The Who, Live at Leeds; Who's Next; Led Zeppelin II; The Thin Red Line. That's five. [Earlier I had asked Ross what one deceased person he would like to meet, but he couldn't conjure up an answer.] But if I could, not meet, but photograph someone is who is dead... I'd either like to do Jimi Hendrix, which is a bit obvious, or Jeff Buckley.

Where is your favorite place in the world?

I like Asia a lot, like Cambodia, Laos, Bali -- I like those places, I like the atmosphere and the light, and its very exotic. Strangely, I was talking to an Australian, and they don't find Asia exotic at all! They all want to come to Europe, and they find Europe exotic. The only thing wrong with America, I used to find it exciting, but the thing that is truly wrong with it is that you can go from Hawaii to Puerto Rico to Miami, and it all looks the same. Its the same shops, the same coffee shops, the same restaurants, the same stores. When you went to Hawaii in the early Eighties, when I went, it was really exotic. And now, it could be anywhere. Whereas you go to Asia, and they're all completely different cultures. I find that nice, and I like it because its warm, and I grew up in the damp climate.

What are you listening to currently?

Steve Miller CD. "Megalomania", Black Sabbath, which I think is an underrated track.

What is your favorite book?

The Book Thief, Markus Zusak; Diary of a Rock and Roll Star, Ian Hunter -- one of the best rock books written; The Dark Stuff, Nick Kent -- for his chapter on the Rolling Stones; Shipwrecks, Akira Yoshimura; An Iliad: A Story Of War and Silk although the film version is awful [both by Alessandro Baricco]; Chroma, Derek Jarman.

What were your aspirations as a young man?

To travel, which I've done. I think, you know, when you look at whether what I do is good or bad, at least I've traveled. And I think travel is a great thing. Its like when you travel on a plane, and people want to close the windows. I like the windows open, because you're seeing the world as you would never see it. That's why I really like Asia, because it's really hot, you've got these wonderful thunder clouds. You've got this really powerful light coming through. The sky is quite electric looking, which I rather like.

What goals do you have for yourself now?

I would actually love to retire from music photography and just shoot travel.

You can't do that?

Not to make a living, I still have to make a living. If I was wealthy enough, I wouldn't care if I never shot another band again.

But when you were talking earlier about getting into it because you love music...

Well, you know, when I haven't done it for a while, I enjoy it. Kings of Leon, I enjoy. The Mars Volta, I enjoy. I enjoyed doing Chris Cornell.

Did you not enjoy Aerosmith? [Ross recently shot Aerosmith in Abu Dhabi.]

I do enjoy Aerosmith, I don't enjoy the politics of Aerosmith. Let's put it that way. And there's a lot of politics in Aerosmith. The politics of Aerosmith are annoying.


You seem adamant that in the general scheme of things music isn't important. What is important to you?

When I was younger I was told by a teacher that you get BORED of music. I didn't think it could be true. It is... Maybe it's my job. Important, the last light of the day. Daylight is important.

Is there anyone you wish you would've known, or known better?

That's a good question. Uh...

You said earlier that you would shoot Jimi Hendrix.

Nah, only because I didn't. Nah, I don't care whether I shot Jimi Hendrix. I was wrong saying that.

[In an email, Ross' final answer was "Elvis in the 50's or Gong Li now."]

You've said The Who Christmas Show was the best show you've ever seen. So what's the worst show you've ever seen?

I once saw Genesis with Peter Gabriel, in the day. I thought, "This will never happen." That was probably one of the worst, I just didn't get it.

Yeah, that's when they were wearing masks and stuff? I was asked the other day if I've ever gotten into that, and no, that has never intrigued me at all.

Yeah, never intrigued me in the slightest.

Is there any band whom you feel you can always get good shots of?

Chris Cornell, he always looks good. The Mars Volta always look good to me. Joe Perry looks good, when he looks great, he looks really great.

Really? He is one of the people who I saw and thought, "You don't look as good in person."

Oh no, okay. That was probably wrong then. I think someone like Rod Stewart always looks like a rock star. The problem with a lot of bands now is that they don't have it. They could be anyone.


So you don't have a favorite, most pleasant, always photogenic subject?

Well, I like bands for different reasons. Like the Black Crowes, a lot of people don't like them. I get on with them because I like them as people.

Then is this easier? Who has been the absolute worst, biggest mess of a subject?

Well, a lot of bands when they get older, it's never their fault they look old. It's yours. They blame you for the picture. Particularly women, because once they go past a certain point, they become... You know, one thing I don't like in American magazines, I have nothing against retouching, but it's so airbrushed. Look at Fleetwood Mac, it looks ridiculous. Looking at them, they just look stupid. You know, terrible.

How often do you shoot bands that you don't enjoy musically?

90 percent of the time.

Who DO you enjoy?

No, I'm joking. I shoot 50/50. But if you only shot people you thought were culturally cool, you wouldn't work! I tend to shoot people I like.

I saw you shot 50 Cent, I'm doubting that's your thing.

Yeah, well he was nice enough. But I couldn't listen to it. You know, Eminem, D12. Its just not my thing.

Your website boasts that you were a tour photographer for both Paul McCartney and George Harrison...

I was, but I was never a Beatles fan. So I wasn't intimidated by them, and I wasn't in awe of them.

What was your impression of each?

McCartney was very friendly and very professional, and George Harrison was very... They're very much in a bubble, in a world of their own. Linda McCartney was alive at the time, and I expected her to be a nightmare, but she was super, super nice and super helpful. Because she was a photographer, she could see what I actually had to get. She had a way to help you, rather than be obstructive.

When was this, that you were shooting them?

McCartney is the Flowers in the Dirt tour, you'll have to look that up. [1989-1990.] George Harrison was when he toured Japan with Eric Clapton. [1991.] It was okay, but I never particularly liked the Beatles.

At the end of the day, who is your favorite band ever?

The Who!


Why?

Because you have to look at what counted when you were sixteen, and what you liked when you were sixteen, and they counted for me.

Do they still count?

I think the thing is, as band gets older... If you liked them originally, you convince yourself they're still good, even though they're not good. But the Who on a good day, can still be exciting. Even for a bunch of oldies.

Yeah, sometimes I think, "Hmm.. In Through the Out Door wasn't so hot."

Yeah, well he [Jimmy Page] had nothing to do with that. He doesn't even like that record.


Because he was a junkie?

Yeah.


How would you sum the Who up for someone who had never heard of them?

Go listen to Live at Leeds, and realize its four guys playing. Or Who's Next, that's a great songwriting album. With their later albums, Quadrophenia is okay.

When do you feel they took the dive?

Probably with It's Hard and Face Dances. The spark had gone out of them. That's a better word, isn't it? Spark.

That's when they began to 'farewell'.

Right. Too many farewells. Too many farewell tours. Or like, I listen to Page & Plant, and I don't like it at all. Outrider is not a bad record for an Eighties record.

Or the Firm...

The first album is okay, the second one is horrible.

My dad saw the Firm, and he saw the ARMS show.

But he was out of his mind.

I know, there's videos of him drooling!

He was fucking junkied out.

Who would make up your dream band?

I think its rubbish, I hate dream bands. Its like, whenever you see people jam, it's always horrible. Its unrehearsed and everyone is trying to show off and play better than the other person. That's why I always think jamming is terrible.

Okay then, they're not a band. Who is your favorite with each respective instrument?

John Bonham or Keith Moon on drums. Jimmy Page or Pete Townshend on guitar. Robert Plant, in his day, or Paul Rodgers, or Rod Stewart. John Entwistle on bass. And Loudon Wainwright III acoustically, I like.

So basically, you like Led Zeppelin and the Who!

Exactly!

What is your greatest fear?

You should fear nothing.




(All photos by Ross Halfin.)

"I wouldn't give you two cents for all your fancy rules if, behind them, they didn't have a little bit of plain, ordinary, everyday kindness."

A few selections from my collection of random thoughts...



When presented the question of "Who is the most influential guitarist that emerged from the Sixties?” one may receive a plethora of answers. Jimi Hendrix being the most popular I'm sure, sometimes Eric Clapton, or Pete Townshend. Then, sometimes you may meet such a phenomenal person who says Jeffrey Arnold Beck. The biggest singles the Yardbirds ever released were the ones flooded with loud, rude, unknown guitar sounds crafted by none other than Jeff Beck. While this was the peak of Beck's mainstream success, it was only the beginning of his still-strong career, spanning numerous decades and countless genres. The name Jeff Beck may not be as recognizable as Hendrix or Clapton, but his exquisite workings of the guitar make him far superior to any of his contemporaries. Roger the Engineer (aka Over Under Sideways Down, aka Yardbirds), the first record that truly provided the rumblings of a future guitar legend, was released on July 5, 1966 in the UK. (August 8, 1966 in America.) Roger the Engineer is, to me, one of the most influential electric guitar records of not only the Sixties, but of all time. It was released nearly a full calendar year before Are You Experienced? and was, no doubt, an influence on the man now deemed the greatest guitarist of all time.





Upon my first listening of Electric Warrior, I could hardly say it was a great record. Though, I could very well classify it as a good record. And yet, with every listen, it seems to sound more like a great record. Electric Warrior is what made T.Rex a glam rock staple, and Marc Bolan a reigning king of the genre. In fact, Electric Warrior was T.Rex's only hugely successful record, with the help of their massive hit "Bang a Gong (Get It On)"; the title varies depending on which side of the Atlantic you lay. While some songs are rather boring, "Girl" and "The Motivator" among them, Electric Warrior also includes quite a few remarkable pop songs. The album opens with "Mambo Sun", an incredibly catchy tune; one of my absolute favorites off the record. "Jeepster" is an obvious choice as one of the highlights of the record. A minor hit for T.Rex in late 1971, "Jeepster" is also a delightful showcase of Marc Bolan's interesting use of words. "You've got the universe reclining in your hair." At present, my favorite song is "Lean Woman Blues", a brilliant blend of T.Rex's trademark glam rock sound and standard bluesy goodness. "Planet Queen" is the last of the truly incredible songs on Electric Warrior, with its enticing chorus, backed magnificently by perfectly placed vocals. To have a truly divine record, every single song must be a thrill. While this may not be the case with Electric Warrior, it is a great record, and helped turn Marc Bolan into the majestic character he is remembered as today.





In comparison to "Round and Round", every other song on Toys in the Attic is just kind of precious and "I Don't Want to Miss a Thing" is simply laughable. "Round and Round" captures the perfect stony essence that you find all over Aerosmith's next record Rocks, their heaviest ever. During Aerosmith's reigning prime in the 70's, they were such a groove orientated band. They thrived on their perfect musical chemistry. Tom Hamilton and Joey Kramer, together, created that heavy, angsty feeling that is so essential to Aerosmith's early records. Joe Perry was without a doubt, a bonafide guitar god of the 70's (just listen to the way he ends Live! Bootleg with "Strangers in the Night"), but Brad Whitford's terribly large importance in the band is often forgotten. "Nobody's Fault", the coolest fucking song on Rocks, is pure Brad Whitford. Joe Perry himself said that one of the main reasons why he was interested in getting back with Aerosmith (besides being a broke loser, as they all were in the early 80's), was so that he could once again experience the sublime guitar kinship that worked so well with Brad Whitford. Then, of course, you have Steven Tyler. One of the most talented singers in all of rock n' roll, and the ultimate showman. Together, Aerosmith are one of the greatest bands in the land.




Shockingly, not released until The Last Waltz 4-disc box set, "Don't Do It" is one of the highlights of the concert. Martin Scorsese used it as the opening number of film, even if it was truly the final song of the evening, and I think that was a fitting choice. (Though he chopped it down quite a bit.) The Band had tried for ages to get a usable take on this Marvin Gaye classic, but weren't pleased until releasing it on Rock of Ages. I personally don't think they ever did it as well as they did at The Last Waltz. "Don't Do It" was the last song ever performed by the original lineup of the Band in front of a live audience, and it shows. Levon Helm and Rick Danko never gave such powerful vocal performances. You can feel in their voices that they are giving it all they have, because they never may get to again. Each and every member of the Band is performing with that same fury, literally pounding away on their instruments. Around halfway through the number, Levon and Rick sing "My biggest mistake was loving you too much...” with such intensity; my favorite part of the entire song. It is astonishing to believe that they all stood up there giving such a vigorous performance, after being on stage for hours on end. If there was ever proof that some members of the Band were unhappy with dispersing, it wasn't what they've said in interviews or wrote in books, it was simply the way they performed that Thanksgiving night, and with this song in particular.