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Stanley Clarke: Lopsy Lu

Mr. Clarke is a full-grown man (not a lot of cats play a full-size upright) and it always makes me giggle to see those big hands and fingers wrap around the neck with his short-scale Alembics.

Performer, writer, educator, composer, a supremely talented man of many, many talents. I don't claim to always understand what he's up to as a mere mortal, but never anything less than thought provoking.
 
I had this album. Liked it at the time, but man, it has not aged well in terms of the sounds/production.
I agree but we have to get past that a bit; production standards were what they were and that record was pretty much wearing parachute pants when everyone else was too.

I actually like that version because it adds some catharsis and emphasis where it should be. IMO.
 
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I agree but we have to get past that a bit; production standards were what they were and that record was pretty much wearing parachute pants when everyone else was too.

I actually like that version because it adds some catharsis and emphasis where it should be. IMO.
Yeah, that era of jazz (late 80's/early 90's) is just too hard for me to get past the blinding digital sheen. I've always liked his version of Goodbye Porkpie Hat, my band's gonna do it that way as a Fender Rhodes trio.
 
I listened to it many times, back in the day. My issue isn't the playing; it's the production.
Exactly my point. It was recorded in 1974, so expecting it to sound like something recorded now is not realistic and limits what you will be able to listen to. I love the rawness of older recordings, knowing that it was likely a live performance, as opposed to something perfect and massaged with computers.

Not trying to pick a fight, just my 2 cents....
 
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I was lucky to see Stanley as a young, hard working, fast rising upright bass player on the Northeast Corridor scene in the early 70's.

His approach was full and rich, with ample embellishments, but nothing superfluous. His walking was sublime.

And physically, this was a cat who looked created and ordained to be on this earth to play the double bass.

I had long been mesmerized by Ron Carter's hands, and Stanley's were (are) at least their equal. They belonged on that instrument.

I understand why Stanley became interested in electric bass. He got to see Colin Hodgkinson night after night with the opening act Back Door during a two week Return To Forever run at Ronnie Scott's (with Flora, Airto, Farrell). A fair amount of what Stanley did on electric early on comes from Colin.

You want to be a star, make more money, have a solo career in the music of that time period, you play electric bass. Understandable.

This is pre-Jaco, so a virtuoso like Stanley had no guideposts to mark the path. He, Alphonso Johnson, Anthony Jackson and others had to chart their own courses.

But...I am not a big fan of Stanley's electric work. The brittle, twig snapping tone, the shallow, uninteresting tunes, the flurries of meaningless showy notes, and the sight of him playing a short scale Alembic about three sizes too small for him, with those huge hands making him look like a mantis securing its prey. I was a big fusion fan, listened to his records as soon as they came out, and just could not get with the concept.

My favorite Stanley electric work was when he played a Ric on Hymn of the Seventh Galaxy, the first electric RTF record. The bass looked more appropriate for him, and he was still primarily being a bass player, not lurking as a chops monster waiting for his turn to explode. He got a unique rubbery sound out of the Ric - in fact, I was stunned when I found out that it WAS a Ric.

Stanley was never held back by my indifference to what he was doing. His early electric work is dearly loved by many. Each pair of ears to its own.
I'm mostly with you there, I also found Stanley's 70s bands to be way too loud and Ray Gomez didn't really do it for me. But when I saw him up at Jazz Alley in the early 00s the Alembic sounded completely different and much nicer IMNSHO. He and Dennis Chambers did a short mid show duo set covering all the early electric "greatest hits" stuff, then it went back to a full band with some youngsters, new material, and upright, which completely killed.
 
Exactly my point. It was recorded in 1974, so expecting it to sound like something recorded now is not realistic and limits what you will be able to listen to. I love the rawness of older recordings, knowing that it was likely a live performance, as opposed to something perfect and massaged with computers.

Not trying to pick a fight, just my 2 cents....
@lordradish was commenting on my post referring to the If This Bass Could Only Talk album, which came out in 1988.
 
I agree but we have to get past that a bit; production standards were what they were and that record was pretty much wearing parachute pants when everyone else was too.

I actually like that version because it adds some catharsis and emphasis where it should be. IMO.
Finishing my thought above - the original sounds a bit catatonic to me. As if they said “let’s take a song built around a wicked ass bassline and see how much energy we can pull out of it without killing it completely.” Great tune but the OG is actually not my favorite recording of it.
 
That's a very instructive clip, thanks for posting. I'm surprised at how much they sped up the tempo from the version on the record.

Lenny White is remarkable. I have old recordings in acoustic settings he did early in his career. There was no hint in his playing back than that he would become a Cobham inspired fusion monster with his own brand of mastery of the idiom.
 
This was the performance I heard, which turned my head around.



In context, when this aired in 1974, I had been living in a musical post Woodstock world dominated by British “Invasion” bands. I was particularly fascinated by the Wetton / Bruford era of Fripp’s King Crimson, and also the Gabriel era of Genesis.

All fascinating stuff; but, I was entirely missing out on American Blues and Jazz. This Soundstage performance caused me to walk around for a few days with my jaw dragging on the floor, and put me onto the path of study of Blues and Jazz. So, a very seminal moment for my personal influences.
 
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