Today’s Top 5: March 1973 (via Rolling Stone)

IMG_5084Reading an old magazine is akin to unlocking a time capsule. You see the first draft of history before specifics are lost and/or second-thoughts have crept in. Which is why, in the late ‘80s and early ‘90s, I began to pick up (select) old copies of magazines wherever I found them – usually, though, at the Book Trader on South Street in Philly. The store was a mammoth vault that housed dusty treasures, from used books to used vinyl to old magazines, such as this particular issue of Rolling Stone, which sports a cover date of March 15, 1973.

At the time, the magazine was printed on slightly thicker-than-newspaper paper and folded in fourths, as the picture below shows. It was headquartered in San Francisco, and considered counterculture – rock music as a whole was generally counterculture. The cover story is of Robert Mitchum. There’s a long article on Timothy Leary; a remembrance of the “landlord of the Woodstock Nation,” Max Yasgur, who’d recently passed away; a “crazy” Ben Fong Torres profile of Al Green; and a Chet Flippo piece on Bob Dylan’s experience in Mexico IMG_5085shooting Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid with Sam Peckinpah, James Coburn and Kris Kristofferson.

I was 7 years old. Rolling Stone was not on my reading list; the Three Investigators book series for kids was. Don’t get me wrong: Music was a known entity to me, but it wasn’t the all-consuming passion that, in five years time, it would become. My favorite album, if I had one, was Johnny Horton’s Greatest Hits and that was because of his history-minded novelty songs, such as “Sink the Bismarck” and “The Battle of New Orleans.”

I acquired the LP – the sleeve held together with masking tape – from my father, who brought it home from a low-watt FM station that he helped run for the Raytheon compound in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia, where we lived at the time. It was a way to bring a touch of home to a decidedly foreign (and strange) land. Censors and customs officials sanitized and/or confiscated anything that might be construed as controversial; I remember my parents reading news magazines with blacked-out articles. In the Desert Kingdom, freedom wasn’t just a word for nothing left to lose; freedom, simply put, was forbidden.

This issue of Rolling Stone, in other words, would have been confiscated – or entirely blacked out. Which leads to today’s Top 5: March 1973 (via Rolling Stone).

IMG_50871) Diana Ross – “Good Morning Heartache.” Rolling Stone writer Stephen Davis – who would go on to author Hammer of the Gods: The Led Zeppelin Saga and other rock bios – begins his review of the Lady Sings the Blues soundtrack with a tone-deaf take on Diana’s hit-laden resume: “Throughout a ten-year career of glamorizing what is essentially forgettable junk, Diana Ross has somehow managed to retain the fierce dignity that comes from knowing that you rise above your material.” He then goes on to trash the movie and first half of the double-LP set, which features “snatches of trenchant dialogue, guaranteed to bring back the drear of the film, interspersed with minute-long segments of songs and Michael Legrand’s always tawdry, kitsch-laden ‘love themes.’” But, he says, the second half of the set, which features Diana’s full-length versions of Billie Holiday classics, “succeeds brilliantly…Comparatively ancient standards like ‘My Man’ and ‘Good Morning Heartache’ come off as Ross’ finest recordings.” There’s much to take issue with in his assessment, of course, as Ross (with and without the Supremes) released a string of stellar singles and albums in the 10 years prior to the film, but I’ll leave that for another day.

IMG_50892) Neil Diamond – “Cherry Cherry.” The legendary Lester Bangs pens the review for Hot August Night, the double-LP live set this single was drawn from, and summarizes it as “a fine presentation of the entire spectrum of the Diamond oeuvre, from ‘Solitary Man’ to ‘Song Sung Blue.’ It’s great, pretentious, goofy pop. Neil has always had a marvelously evocative, hymn-like quality, but it’s pure Hollywood reverence, and he really should get a gig writing soundtracks. Which is no putdown. There’s always a place for good corn and good pomp, too.”

This is a song and album I may well have heard right about the time of the review, though I can’t say for sure; it may have been a few – or more – months later. My parents were Neil fans, we had several of his albums, and I recall them playing this, which we had on cassette, quite often.

IMG_50903) Elton John – “Crocodile Rock.” I’ve never been much of an Elton John fan, though I do enjoy some of his older songs – especially since Almost Famous came out in 2001. (How can one not love “Tiny Dancer” after seeing that movie?) Anyway, this fun song comes from Don’t Shoot Me, I’m Only the Piano Player, which reviewer Stephen Holden calls “an engaging entertainment and a nice step forward in phase two of Elton John’s career.” Later, he explains, “Typical is the irresistibly catchy and corny hit, ‘Crocodile Rock,’” which “recaptures the spirit of late-Fifties rock ’n’ roll…with such affectionate high spirits that song emerges as a genuinely fresh artifact of the Seventies.”

IMG_50924) Helen Reddy – “I Am Woman.” One of the more interesting aspects of this 42-year-old music magazine is the lack of female artists spotlighted in its pages. Oh, sure, above I singled out Diana Ross and the Lady Sings the Blues soundtrack but, believe it or not, it was only one of two reviews of an album by a woman. The other was Yoko Ono’s Approximately Infinite Universe. The rest of the magazine follows suit. Bette Midler is mentioned briefly in a Ralph Gleason thought piece on the coming Next Big Thing; and, on page 14, there’s a decent-sized article about Helen Reddy, who’d just hosted The Midnight Special. “Dressed in butch battle jacket and pants, Helen sang with little expression and made embarrassingly inane conversation,” the article begins, before expanding to explain that she was an avowed feminist and intelligent, too; and that “I Am Woman,” which hit No. 1 in late 1972, wasn’t actually new, but a few years old. Its use in the end credits of Stand Up and Be Counted, a comedy film released in mid-1972, spurred its success.

IMG_50955) The Spinners – “Could It Be I’m Falling in Love.” Another interesting aspect of this issue: the lack of black artists featured within its pages. Just as there were many worthy and overlooked female artists of the era, there were many black acts that just didn’t get the (white) press they deserved. The Al Green piece was short; and this article on the Spinners was even shorter. Still, it explains how they toiled in the shadows at Motown for a decade before jumping to Atlantic Records, where they’d scored two hits with their first two singles, including this classic.

 

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2 thoughts on “Today’s Top 5: March 1973 (via Rolling Stone)

  1. Tpdd Mason

    Of course, senior RS co-founder Ralph Gleason at least was always interested in African-American artists…most of his career had been as a jazz critic, and he was most visible as the host of JAZZ CASUAL, barely syndicated to public tv stations when their loose national network was NET, National Educational Television, and not yet PBS. But Gleason wasn’t long for the world by the time that issue came out, and Jann Wenner’s magazine has never been known as too terribly imbued with appreciation of AA culture.

    Sad, fascinating glimpse into the life of a US family in Saudi at the time…

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  2. Tpdd Mason

    As not the most enthusiastic audience for Ross, one thing I can say with certainty is that her versions of Holiday songs are not a patch on the work of the film’s theoretical subject…

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