I am a fairly big fan of 70s music - Zeppelin, The Who, ZZ Top, Foreigner, Van Halen, Nazareth to name a few. And I was excited to be given the assignment of reviewing a compilation of 70s artists. Yet, somewhat to my dismay, none of the artists I am familiar with [minus the Buzzcocks, Cure and Ramones] were not on the compilation.
Instead of a compilation of music from the 70s, I received a compilation of 70s-punk, or what would later become known as quintessential punk rock.Almost every, but not every, track sounded as if the same four guys got together, tracked and released the songs under differing names.
Having said that, the compilation was not utterly irredeemable. My favorite track was "Jumping Someone Else's Train," by The Cure.It's a song about conformity, following the crowd and finding oneself swept up into the fad-lifestyle that, ultimately shrouds one's identity. And Robert Smith's vocal patterns, face paced and somewhat hidden behind the instrumentals, reinforces the idea of identity loss - at times, the music holds the attention of listener so much that he seems to almost fade away.
Moreover, the song is truly and quintessentially 80s - recorded in 1979 - and lends itself to piquing my ears more than the other tracks on the record.
I would have to venture to say that the most irritating, grating and morbidly mediocre track on the compilation was "Gary Gilmore's Eyes," by The Adverts. On the surface, the song is conveying the horror in the realization the the narrator has received Gary Gilmore's eyes in a transplant procedure. Deeper, it seems to be exploring a feeling of anxiety and, maybe, depression at being shunned, cast out and seeing the world for what it truly is...
But the message is convoluted and hampered by the grating quality of the music and vocal pattern around it. By 1:28 [track time], I know that the narrator is looking through Gary Gilmore's eyes and, frankly, I don't care anymore. The refrain of the same, one lyric over and over and over and over and is simply unnecessary, boring and, most emphatically, maddening [unless the overall purpose of it all is to invoke the narrator's madness into the listener and, then, and only then, did The Adverts accomplish their mission].
And, from an instrumental stand point, the progression and chord selection is cliche' and, simply put, bland. There are no twists and turns, no change-ups, no crescendos, no troughs, no build-ups - the song has absolutely no musical dynamic. It is predictable.
Overall, the compilation was not bad, but not great either. Being a fan of Nirvana, I could take most of the songs without biting my nails. I appreciate what these artists created and can appreciate the insight the venture into not-so-popular 70s tuneville provided me [I remember why I like the Cure and the Buzzcocks now], but it doesn't mean I have to like it...
It's just not my personal cup of tea.
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