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Mel-o-dy ME 120 (A), March 1965
b/w Rain Is A Lonesome Thing
(Written by Roland Pike)
These are the death throes of Motown’s unloved and little-remembered country subsidiary, Mel-o-dy Records; the label would be shuttered in three weeks’ time, with just one more release left after this one.
Despite – or perhaps because of – the lack of future prospects for the label, a decision which must surely have been telegraphed throughout the company (though perhaps not as far as Dallas, where Al Klein had turned Mel-o-dy into something approaching his own independent Texan fiefdom), they kept unearthing new acts.
For a label whose 1964 release schedule had turned into a seemingly endless series of records by Howard Crockett, Bruce Channel and Dorsey Burnette, and nobody else, this was a strange move. Two of the three final Mel-o-dy singles were by brand new acts, artists who’d never had a Motown release before (and, as it turned out, would never have one again); we met Dee Mullins a few weeks ago, and now here’s the Hillsiders.
All of which had me bracing myself for the worst, if I’m honest. I mean, even when the Mel-o-dy label was supposedly in rude health, none of their sides since 1963 (when the label first “Went Country”) have scored higher than six out of ten. Now that the operation was circling the drain, God only knows what kind of slush-pile oddments and rejects were finding their way into Klein’s in-tray.
Deep breath, clench fists, press play…
…and the Hillsiders turn out to be some kind of psychedelic pop-skiffle-folk collision, a crazed blend of the Free Design, Lonnie Donegan, the United States of America, Fairport Convention and the Mamas & the Papas, belting their way through a loosely-adapted spiritual at a thrilling ninety miles an hour. Absolutely remarkable.
You’re waiting for the punchline, right? For my face to crack and give this two out of ten? It’s not going to. Colour me stupid, because this is flat-out excellent.
I have no idea who these people are, or what the hell this was meant to be – I’m not at all convinced they meant it to come out like this. I get the feeling it’s meant to be a folky, quasi-religious singalong, something for jug bands to rattle through at church picnics. But – probably inadvertently – this sounds like a bunch of humanist hippies who’ve just dropped an entire month’s worth of acid. A weird, other-worldly female vocal, backed so closely but so quietly by a male choir that it almost sounds like tape echo or a strangely phased double-track, shimmers all over the record, the singer enunciating her words with immaculately prissy precision but with enough bizarre energy to make it all sound ghostly and, well, psychedelic, there’s no other word for it. It’s probably meant to remind us of June Carter, but instead it makes me think of Sandy Dedrick, Grace Slick and Mama Cass, hints of Trish Keenan and Dorothy Moskowitz.
Once again, I’m not joking.
There’s more of 1967 California in this than 1948 Texas, even if they’d likely have been bottled off the stage at Monterrey, but the sense that the thrills are accidental isn’t enough to blunt them. What’s even stranger, the point they’re making is enhanced by the sheer weirdness of it all. The lyrics of this adapted hymnal are all about making the most of your one and only run through life, being true to yourself rather than wasting your limited time on other people – and it’s genuinely moving.
If I could live my life again
How different I would live it then!
But I think I’m satisfied
To live and love this life of mine
For I’ll just pass this way one time
I might as well have peace of mind…
And it’s a musical thrill, too, bouncing along at triple speed with the exact same four-bar backing loop (guitars, double bass and drums on endless repeat) and very little musical variation right through to the end. With the “tune” anchored by the band, the vocalists are free to do almost anything they like, safe in the knowledge the rhythm bed will be there to catch them; at the end, when the vocals dissolve into a heavenly mix of layered harmonies and freeform improvisation that Brian Wilson was still months away from mastering, the effect is nothing short of astounding.
For the record: still not joking.
I don’t know if anyone else ever took to this record, or will ever take to this record; it doesn’t belong in the Motown catalogue, it sticks out like a sore thumb among the sub-par country scribbles that make up most of the rest of the Mel-o-dy catalogue, it’s not even a particularly good example of a folk-pop record. But I play this back-to-back with The Proper Ornaments and We’ll Love Like Before and it doesn’t sound out of place, however much it was probably meant to; it’s an accidental glimpse of another musical world, and for that I find it an incredibly refreshing and unexpected treat.
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The Nixon Administration said:
I’m making a rod for my own back here, I know, as for the next three years any time I give something 7 or lower I’m anticipating grumbles of “you gave the Hillsiders more than that”. But I like this.
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Nick in Pasadena said:
Okay, after a review like that, I just had to go and listen to this darn thing again (I must have once, when I purchased the Complete Motown Singles box set, but I have no memory of it). I have to admit I’m not quite as swept away as you. Granted, this is better than the Grade-D country dreck found on most Mel-O-Dy releases, but it’s pretty standard mid-Sixties folk-pop. Kinda reminds me of the Pozo Seco Singers or the Goldebriars. Nothing particularly special, but it certainly stands out from this particular pack!
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The Nixon Administration said:
I fully expect to be the only person who likes this, but I think I’ve earned it.
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John Plant said:
I don’t think I’m quite ready to splurge for the complete volume 5 yet, but you’ve certainly whetted my appetite – I intend to start looking for this. I’ve sometimes been disappointed by your low ranking of a well-loved song, but your enthusiastic 8s and 9s and 10s have never (well, hardly ever!) let me down. Without you I’d never have discovered Sammy Ward. Wonderful when a song just unexpectedly takes your breath away!
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Michael P. Davis said:
You are not alone. I like this too for the same reasons you said in your review. It reminds me a lot of “Swallow The Sun” by The Love Exchange in addition to Free Design. I am probably most obsessed with sixties psych stuff with Motown close behind. I look forward to your take on Norman Whitfield’s “psychedelic soul” productions.
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The Nixon Administration said:
Yes, that’s exactly it! 🙂 You have no idea how happy this comment makes me.
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Robb Klein said:
It is, at least, listenable. I’d give it a 4. I think it is very run-of-the mill for its genre. Not badly sung, but certainly not really inspirational. But, it is a surprise. I remember seeing this record back in the day. But, apparently, I never got a chance (or bothered) to listen to it.
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The Nixon Administration said:
A 3-3 score so far from the Thumbs of Judgment is better than I’d hoped, to be honest. I don’t like this as a folk rock record, I like it as an accidental jaunt into the trappings of psychedelia; but then I adore, adore, adore Broadcast, and I’ve paid good money for records by the Free Design and the United States of America, so the mark probably says more about me and what I’m imagining in this than the qualities of the actual record, I suppose.
There’s a Supremes A-side coming up later in the year which is getting a lower mark than this, but luckily when it goes live I’ll be out of the country for a few days until things have calmed down a bit on here… 🙂
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Nick in Pasadena said:
A Supremes 1965 A-side getting a lower score than an 8? Yikes. I hope it’s not the one I think it is.
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Mark V said:
As long as it’s “Children’s Christmas Song” or “Things Are Changing,” you don’t have to batten down the hatches on my account, but something tells me it’s something other than those.
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The Nixon Administration said:
It’s something other than those… 🙂 To balance out, there’s still more than one ten coming their way too. One of them, I guarantee nobody here will have seen it coming. Ooh, cryptic, etc.
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John Plant said:
As long as it’s not The Happening!
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MotownFan1962 said:
Is the Supremes A-side that’s getting less than a 7………..”Nothing But Heartaches”?
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The Nixon Administration said:
Yes.
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MotownFan1962 said:
Hooray! I got it right! What do I win?
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The Nixon Administration said:
The disapproving looks of angry Supremes fans.
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Robb Klein said:
I know that i sound like a broken record, but “Jamie” gets a “5” and THIS gets an “8” ??? The World has gone mad!
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144man said:
The world is mad. Have you never thought you liked Record A better than Record B and Record B better than Record C, then suddenly found that you like Record C better than Record A?
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The Nixon Administration said:
Absolutely. And I’ve lost track of how many times my least favourite track on an album has become my most played.
It made picking a top fifty (and being forced to stick with it) a royal pain in the backside, that’s for sure.
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Robb Klein said:
Even more unbelievable: “When I’m Gone” by Brenda Holloway (almost a flawless Motown classic) gets a 6, and this uninspired milquetoast cut gets an 8!!! ARGGGGGH!!!!
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The Nixon Administration said:
Don’t get wound up by my own personal opinions! 🙂 I’m just one guy – everyone’s opinion is equally valid, it’s just that by committing to this crazy project I get mine displayed in big coloured above the line.
Exciting news: work is almost finished on a “democracy” option, where visitors will be able to give their own marks rather than just the thumbs up / thumbs down!
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144man said:
This would have been suitable for the Seekers with Judith Durham.
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Kevin Moore said:
Is that an “8” you gave this, or is it two zeroes stacked on top of each other? I do like your Lonnie Donnegan/skiffle comparison though. I can’t stand to listen to Donnegan for more than a few seconds, but I love him just the same for his tangential role in the Beatles story.
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