|
Spectory horns of "Desiree" and the brooding "Men Are Building Sand" (an unreleased outtake that sounds like Song Cycle-era Van Dyke Parks a year earlier) and for good measure, "Evening Gown"--a shouty rave up with a cool (and astoundingly out-of-tune) arpeggiated piano break.
Singers Finn and Cameron's vocals are fey and a bit mannered, but it's Brown's songs with their odd chromatic twists and turns and complex arrangements that really stand out here.The most obvious comparisons are to Pet Sounds-era Brian Wilson and George Martin's vastly-uncredited baroque classical influence over the Beatles' more interesting compositions.
In sharp difference to Lennon and McCartney's lyrical genius, unfortunately, many of the lyrics (mostly written by the singers) here are standard- issue sixties misogy-pop, girls who have to be put in their place and boys willing to put them there. Some of the later tracks are sort of hippy-dippy lyrically, and the arrangements after Brown left the group in the midst of making their second album are definitely post-Sgt. Pepper and less distinctive.
Brown's tragic flaw seems to be that he never found a lyricist worthy of his music. After leaving the Left Banke he founded a group called The Montage (as I haven't found any of their records as of yet I can't really say much about them, although it sounds pretty psychedelic) and later formed a duo with a very young Ian Lloyd.
That group, the Stories, made one superb (well, superb-sounding at least. Lyrics aren't everything and Lloyd's lyrics are mostly inconsequential, except that he oversings just about every note.) self-titled chamber-pop album for Kama Sutra (still in print on CD!) before Brown split and Lloyd kept the band name. It's depressing to think that most people think of the Stories as the band that had the groan-inspiring AM radio hit) "Brother Louie" and the (very un-Brown) "Travelling Underground" LP.
Brown went on to form The Beckies, a power-pop group which sort of sounds like The Raspberries on mild psychedelics. Their one 1977 Sire album has Cheap Trick-like stadium dynamics, really cheezy forced vocals, and except for Brown the group is really young and pretty like they wanted to be the The Bay City Rollers or something. Still, Brown writes some really sublime and beautiful ballads like "On The Morning That She Came" and a mid-tempo rocker with a gorgeously ornate bridge that seemingly comes out of nowhere ("River Song"). Out of print but easily-found.
Someone from a record company told me a year or so ago that Brown lives in New York where he still writes but is still so embittered by his rock music experiences that he just makes tapes for himself and his friends. That's so cool. Chalk up one more tortured eccentric, thanks to the biz. |