McCartney’s Interplanetary Nonsequitur: Venus & Mars
By Jim Bollinger
The New Beatles Fan club
Vol II #6
Paul McCartney has spent the last year or so reforming his
band which ran out on him, and has also been doing some running of his own, all
over the US of A. During this time, he
rode the waves of the success caused by his platinum LP, Band on the Run, and
only turned out one new bit of music in all of 1974, and that was only a
two-sided single.
Although “Junior’s Farm” did moderately well on the record
chart, it was generally overlooked, and overshadowed by hits from two of Paul’s
former partners. I personally felt
“Sally G,” the single’s B-side, held out some promise for Paul and his clipped
Wings; the lyrics held together well and the Country & Western format
showcased wife Linda’s whining voice rather well.
Anyway, that single seemed to indicate that Paul’s latest
musical bent was more toward Roy Clark than the Beatles. This is mainly what I expected from Venus and
Mars. What I got, however, is an
entirely different mater.
Venus and Mars is a slick package of music which shows that
Paul did more in New Orleans than clown in the Mardi Gras and watch the Super
Bowl. In fact, and surprisingly so, this
entire album is thick withi the New Orleans jazz-rock. And the performance of the reborn Wings is
perhaps the most delightful aspect of this new LP.
Venus and Mars is perhaps the prettiest sounding album by
any of the one-time Fab Four since Side Two of Abbey Road. Of course, this hasn’t the impact or sterling
quality to come really close to Abbey Road, but the comparison may still be
considered valid.
McCartney, in an attempt to duplicate the successful
semi-concept of his last LP, appears to be kicking a dead horse in trying to
conjure a concept out of nothingness; the result is the poorest song on the
album, the title cut. And then Paul has
the temerity to compound this crime by inserting a reprise of this filler on
Side Two (where it does, however, sound a little better).
The second song on the album kicks off what seems like a
string of very subtle McCartney-style (remember RAM?) references to his ex-partners
and their various relationships. “Rock
Show” contains some glaringly obvious references to George Harrison (“Come on,
get your wig on straight; we can’t be late”;
“he looks a lot like a guy I knew way back when” “with the Philly (as
opposed to L.A. perhaps) band,” etc.),
with a few possible remarks about David Bowie, too. It is, however, a pretty fair rocker with a
section that sounds lifted from Lennon’s old “Hey Bulldog.”
“Magneto and Titanium Man” may be a cleverly-disguised
retort to accusations that Linda has ruined his music: “and then it occurred to me/You couldn’t be
bad…/You were the law.” IN any case,
it’s too self-consciously silly to be serious about its silliness. Completing this string of ambiguous songs is
the albums concluding medley “Treat her Gently/Lonely Old People” Note the first two verse: “Treat her gently/Treat her kind/She doesn’t
even know her own mind/Treat her simply/Take it slow/Make it easy/And let her
know/You’ll never find another way.”
That’s Paul McCartney advice to the lovelorn if I ever heard any. But who’s the lovelorn? John Lennon? Since the song was most likely
written before the Lennons’ reunion, anything is possible. Then examine the second part of the
song” “Here we sit/ Out of breath/ and
nobody asked us to play.” This may be
construed by some as referring to Paul and John and the fate of the Beatles,
due largely to the nebulous lyrics and the presence of a guitar complete with
that teardrop sound straight off Lennon’s #9 Dream.
In other songs, the aforementioned New Orleans influence is
unmistakable. “Letting Go” is fine and
funky, with one shortcoming – Linda’s background vocals come through a little
too clearly. Paul and Wings’ latest hit
single, the slick “Listen to what the man said,” is a song with which even
Rolling Stone could find no fault. Other
New Orleans-influenced songs with a nice sound are: “Medicine Jar,” my personal favorite, penned
by the cut’s lead singer, new Wings guitarist, Jimmy McCulloch. It’s a refreshing song; spunky and
well-played, with lyrics that can stand well with most McCartney
compositions. Then there’s “Spirits of
Ancient Egypt,” which starts out well, dripped with Jim Stafford-type swamp
mystery before its effect is destroyed by that silly bridge about Egypt and
Rome.
Other influences evident on the album are historical. On “You Gave me the Answer,” McCartney hails back to his White Album days
in a cut very reminiscent of “Honey Pie,” with traces of “When I’m 64” thrown
in for good measure. Another is “Call me
Back Again,” a fine take-off of Rhythm & Blues which sounds hauntingly like
Lennon’s “Yer Blues.”
McCartney is not yet, however, quite up to par he set with
the Beatles, especially lyrically. The
words accompanying the ofttimes splendid music are usually anything but
intelligent, and a few may be considered among the worst Paul has yet
produced. Some of them are so close to
the “moon-June-spoon” school of writing (of which McCartney is Crown Prince)
that it borders on absurdity: “Any time,
any day/ You can hear the people say/ That love is blind, well, I don’t know/
but I say love is kind.” Really!
And there’s Paul’s subject matter: who is this man we are or
are not supposed to listen to? What do
Venus & Mars have to do with a sports arena or a cathedral? Why would Lucifer shine, looking like snow
in a Broadway show? And how do Egyptian
and roman spirits get into a love song about now? Those are but a few of the many unanswered
questions the alert listeners poses after monitoring Venus and Mars.
With Venus and Mars, Paul McCartney’s music is finally
beginning to assume direction and dimension.
At last, he seems to have settled into a sonance he likes enough to
cultivate. (Wings is given full credit
for its work on the album, and shine through on Denny Laine’s guitar-work, with
fine performance by the rest, too). Of
course, with this new turn of events, McCartney may alienate some of his
accustomed audience, but at least he has enough guts to try, anyway.
Venus and Mars is a nice album –even a good album. It’s narrower in scope than Band on the run,
and in several other ways doesn’t measure up to that coup; but it is slicker
and glossier than its predecessor and succeeds in an entirely different manner. McCartney has followed up the greatest solo
success reasonably well with this album.
His weaknesses still glare through the glossiness, but it has gotten to
the point where one simply allows for them and enjoys the music. Besides, it’s possible that the “Crossroads”
with Paul ends the album may have more significance than its muzak-filler
appearance would indicate.
good article - I agree with it
ReplyDeleteAlthough i don't agree with your assessment of each individual track, excellent rundown, nonetheless. I happen to think that while it still has it's strong points, side two falls considerably weaker than side one. This is largely due to Medicine Jar and Spirits of Ancient Egypt. The inclusion of both sides of the Junior's Farm single would have made for a much stronger album side.
ReplyDeleteI also always thought that Letting Go was very overrated but it still doesn't take away from the eclecticism and overall consistency of side one.
The album is very much of its' time on a few levels. When playing it, one can actually mentally re-live the atmospheric warmth of mid-70's Pop as well as the ongoing excitement (at that time) for new albums from the former Beatles.
Either way, great "review".
ReplyDeleteI also always thought that Letting Go was very overrated but it still doesn't take away from the eclecticism and overall consistency of side one.
The album is very much of its' time on a few levels. When playing it, one can actually mentally re-live the atmospheric warmth of mid-70's Pop as well as the ongoing excitement (at that time) for new albums from the former Beatles.
Either way, great "review".