Here's the Dead's troubled third album, spiffed up for its 50th
birthday. At that point, the group were far from the American
institution they became (well, weird America anyway) and were still
trying to live up to their reputation as San Francisco's finest.
Everybody else - Janis, The Airplane, even Country Joe - had found a
national audience, while the Dead was on the verge of breaking up, Weir
and Pigpen not agreeing on direction.
With
those two taking a back seat, this became the Dead's most experimental
collection by far, with everything from weirdness to baroque balladry to
old-time folk blues. Ideas were flying, Robert Hunter's lyrics were
inspiring, and Jerry Garcia had embraced the studio, using sound effects
and overdubs galore, racking up a huge bill, reported near $180,000.
The group spent tons of time trying to get it right, but this was
complex music with strange arrangements, and all over the place
stylistically. No wonder it didn't catch on.
It
does open with a Dead classic, "St. Stephen," about as straight-forward
as they would get on the album, which is to say not that much, but
there was a relatively easy melody to follow. Then the thick of the
album begins with "Dupree's Diamond Blues," one of the old-timey tunes,
complete with circus organ to brighten the mood. While mining the same
seam as The Band, the Dead were making the sounds more complicated than
organic, with little filigrees embroidered on top. There is harpischord
on "Mountains Of The Moon," madrigal voices elsewhere, and even the
blues rock of "China Cat Sunflower" gets jazzy flourishes. Meanwhile
there's a jam band somewhere in there, and for all the intricate
moments, there's remarkably still some occasional sloppy vibe.
Then
things get really weird. The eight-minute "What's Become Of The Baby"
is the group's "Revolution #9," with its drugged out, Twilight Zone
approach. Somebody thought this exercise in tape manipulation and
effects was a good idea, and I'm pretty sure they were stoned when they
thought it. Thankfully they had saved one of the best numbers of their
early period for the end, "Cosmic Charlie." The sister to "Truckin'," it
would point the way to the group's glory period, with Workingman's Dead
and American Beauty about to arrive.
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