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- <title>
- Sep. 14, 1992: Reviews:Music
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1992
- Sep. 14, 1992 The Hillary Factor
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- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- MUSIC, Page 72
- Blues, Hot and Home Fried
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- <p>By Jay Cocks
- </p>
- <qt>
- <l>PERFORMER: ELMORE JAMES</l>
- <l>ALBUM: Elmore James, King of the Slide Guitar</l>
- <l>LABEL: Capricorn</l>
- </qt>
- <p> THE BOTTOM LINE: These 50 historic sides are still fierce
- enough to fry the chip in your CD player.
- </p>
- <p> The music histories call this blues, but it sounds like
- hellfire and burns like brimstone.
- </p>
- <p> And that means these 50 sides are some definitive blues:
- great blues, in the great tradition. Elmore James, who was born
- in Mississippi in 1918 and died in Chicago in 1963, led the
- archetypal bluesman's life: he rambled around the Delta with
- Robert Johnson in the '30s, played juke joints in the '40s, had
- a couple of R.-and-B.-chart hits in the early '50s, cut some
- fierce sides in the late '50s and early '60s (collected here in
- all their home-fried glory), then passed on from the accumulated
- effects of road life and drink before his legend started to take
- hold and his music was widely heard.
- </p>
- <p> It was mostly the reverence and enthusiasm of white
- musicians--notably the Allman Brothers--that broke James
- through to the big audience that had escaped him most of his
- life. Now, with a little of the luck that is long past due him,
- this superb set should place him in the pantheon where he
- belongs. If it does, that fits in neatly with the scenario too.
- It was the unexpected commercial success of Columbia's wondrous
- boxed collection of Robert Johnson that sent other companies
- back to their vaults, breathing a little life into history. So
- Johnson and James ramble together again.
- </p>
- <p> James played a modernized, slightly souped-up version of
- Johnson's Delta slide-guitar style and sang with a five-alarm
- urgency that defied dampening. "The crying guitar and the
- screaming voice" are what Bobby Robinson called it, but that was
- only the foundation of James' style, which, as amply
- represented here, shows plenty of range. Only the intensity
- never varies. Talk to Me Baby has a rock overlay; Bobby's Rock
- spins along with blues underpinnings driving a twangy, near
- countrified, Duane Eddy-style beat; I Believe makes you hear the
- grit under the guitar strings, the true Delta way; Anna Lee and
- Strange Angel feature James with a band, big-city style but
- still cutting close to the soul and staying close to his roots.
- </p>
- <p> Audio purists may grouse that the CD quality makes these
- sounds ring clear, instead of down and dirty. That is a little
- like a car collector griping that some fine detailing on the
- chrome spoils the lines. Spruced up though they are, these songs
- sound nasty and urgent as ever. The quality is so direct and
- uncluttered that it can take you straight back to the days that
- drummer Sam Myers recalls in the album notes, when he, James and
- the band would pile into a nine-passenger station wagon with
- their instruments and head on down the road. You couldn't miss
- 'em: that black-and-white wagon had a yellow broom painted on
- the side and a big sign that read THE BROOMDUSTERS, after an
- early James hit, Dust My Broom. That broom still sweeps clean.
- </p>
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