Hugh Fielder

ARTICLE ABOUT Pink Floyd FROM Sounds, January 29, 1977

Mr. Fielder had a bit of trouble getting his hands on this album for a proper review, but when he finally got it he gave it top marks. One of the great Floyd albums this one, making a top 3 placing in most charts around the world except for Finland (9) and Canada (12).
You might be surprised to learn that it is only certified for sales of 100.000 albums in the UK, which is only half the certied sales figures of Canada and only a quarter of the same figures in France. Something must surely be wrong with that number in the UK?
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Pig deal!
Floyd bring home the bacon

The Pink Floyd: “Animals” (Harvest SHUL 815) *****

Album review by Hugh Fielder

I WANNA tell you a story.
The release of a new Pink Floyd album is a major event in the rock calendar and the music press together with radio and television have been busy jostling for prime positions in anticipation of ‘Animals’ which was scheduled to hit the record shops in the latter part of January.
We should all have known better. Floyd albums seldom run to timetable and this time artwork problems on the sleeve (which will unite a pig with Battersea Power Station) have delayed the emergence of this vital piece of vinyl by a fortnight or more.
Which shouldn’t matter too much except that sundry radio DJ`s had already been given or acquired copies of the album and had arranged to preview it. And a special playback for the press had been arranged (at Battersea Power Station!) which caused eager editors to allocate space for a review this week. However, there were no advance copies of the album for distribution at the playback which caused great consternation. Did they seriously expect us to review the album on one listen? No. Actually they didn’t expect us to review it at all for the time being. But eager editors were not put off lightly, particularly on hearing that the album was to be previewed on the radio. Harvest compromised to the extent of offering reviewers one more listen to the album, as if two listens will be adequate to assess the product which has taken the Pink Floyd several months to perfect. Drastic situations call for drastic solutions and subterfuge in the form of bootlegging has been necessary to obtain a longer, if still woefully inadequate, perusal of the goods. Obviously the album`s delay caused problems for Harvest and the Floyd but they can`t really have expected the press to sit back quietly while the radio stations went ahead with their plans regardless. Even if copies of the record were not available it would have been just a few hours work to make cassettes available so that the music could have been heard with something approaching the care and attention that went into making it.
I can but quote the words of Roger Waters on the first side of ‘Animals’ (acquired courtesy of Industrial Espionage Ltd again): I gotta admit that I’m a little bit confused/ Sometimes it seems to me as if I’m just being used’.
All of which is a lengthy preamble to saying that I haven’t been able to give ‘Animals’ the attention it deserves or to hear a pristine version of it at leisure so the following observations are initial reactions and the author reserves the right to stand on his head in a week or two if he wishes.

BUT SOMEHOW I don’t think I will. The first impressions are encouraging enough. ‘Animals’ reveals a familiar Floyd that a significant proportion of the world’s record-buying public will identify without difficulty but at the same time there’s a sense of purpose and commitment through much of the album that was lacking on ‘Wish You Were Here’.
Spearheading this revival are Dave Gilmour whose guitar has recovered its bite and aggression, and Roger Waters whose lyrics have been jerked back to reality and often have an unexpectedly sharp cutting edge.
Essentially, ‘Animals’ contains three tracks with a short theme to open and close the album. At first sight that might seem to give the group plenty of space through which to roam but it’s a trap they steer clear of most of the time and the tracks are carefully structured to maintain impetus using the proven style that has become the Floyd’s special hallmark.
A short acoustic introduction sets the album in motion with ‘Pigs On The Run (Part One)’. Two guitars provide a steady rhythm for a simple melody line which wonders ‘which of the buggers to blame’? Already the lyrics are showing their teeth.
The same guitars then switch to a faster tempo and we are into `Dogs’ which occupies the remainder of side one. The keyboards scarcely have time to make their presence felt before the vocals take over. The song may be a long one but the Floyd waste no time in getting stuck in. The song settles down to medium pace with prominent echo on the vocals to emphasise key words and Gilmour’s guitar slicing between the verses. Finally Gilmour gets his own break and dives into one of those classic sweeping guitar phrases that have characterised the last three Floyd albums. The song rolls forward resolutely until the final word of the next verse is echoed away to infinity and the keyboards and drums bend your ear with a constantly shifting pattern of sounds and rhythms. The two acoustic guitars return to pick up the song and guide it back to the main guitar theme and the group are now on course for the final verse with its laboured chords and repetitive phrases, pushing relentlessly on to the climax. Our guided tour round the farmyard continues with ‘Pigs (Three Different Ones)’ and after a short orgy of grunting a gentle circular keyboard phrase sets forth only to be broken by some raucous guitar chords. ‘Pigs’ is about aggression, musical and lyrical, in rather the same style as ‘Welcome To The Machine’ from `Wish You Were Here’ but now there is a greater sense of realism involved.
The three different pigs in question are a bloated wheeler dealer, a viscous sounding elderly lady and that protector of the nation’s moral welfare, Mary Whitehouse who gets the third verse all to herself:

‘Hey you, Whitehouse
Ha ha charade you are.
You house-proud town mouse,
Ha ha charade you are.
You’re trying to keep our
feelings off the street
You’re nearly a real treat,
All tight lips and cold feet.
And do you feel abused?
(Deep breathing)
You gotta stem the evil tide
And keep it all on the inside
Mary you’re nearly a treat
Mary you’re nearly a treat
But you’re really a cry’.

My sentiments entirely! And it’s good to see the Floyd putting themselves out on a limb once more.
The harsh vocals and instrumental work cools down between the second and third verses with a keyboard passage that develops a rather aimless drift at times but you know it will come back in the end and it does with the aforementioned Whitehouse verse. The song powers out on Glimour’s guitar while the grunts change to bleats to indicate that we are now ready for ‘Sheep’.
Again a soft, lilting keyboard passage leads us into the track, bubbling away with neat phasing while underneath Waters’ bass builds up one of those classic Floyd bass lines which explodes into the first verse.
Suddenly the Floyd are firing on all cylinders and the effect is almost goose-pimply. The lyrics are more disembodied and less direct than what’s gone before but they are delivered with some force.
When the break comes we delve back into the Floyd’s early repertoire for a heavy dose of ‘Careful With That Axe Eugene’ but the icing on the cake shows the degree of sophistication the group have attained over the intervening nine years.
The rocking bass line returns, as does the noisy flock of sheep and an atmospheric voice that intones ‘The lord is my shepherd…’ with some interesting changes that I’ll leave you to find out for yourself. Then the band put their collective foot hard down on the accelerator for the final verse and lengthy fade-out before ‘Pigs On The Wing (Part Two)’ re-appears to round the album off and set our musical and lyrical minds at resting with some words of comfort.
Those on the search for new musical trends will probably criticise ‘Animals’ for failing to provide a great leap forward. They’ve slammed the previous two albums for exactly the same reason but the argument is pointless. The Floyd have hit a formula that appeals to millions of people around the world and I can’t see any of them being disappointed with this album.
The crunch of finding a phenomenally successful formula such as the Floyd have done comes when your musical policy starts being dictated by commercial considerations. They show no such tendency at present. Freed from the paranoia of having to produce a follow-up to ‘Dark Side Of The Moon’, the group have been able to relax in the studio once more and it shows. In doing so they’ve rediscovered the more abrasive side of their nature which puts `Animals’ ahead of its predecessor.
From where I’m standing, that’s going forward and I’ll give it five.

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ARTICLE ABOUT Rick Wakeman FROM Sounds, January 22, 1977

I must agree with Mr. Fielder on this one. Listened to it and never played it again. Don`t remember anything from it and the record is for sale now. Maybe if you are a real keyboard or Wakeman fan it could be your cup of tea.
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Snow big thing

Rick Wakeman: “White Rock” (A&M AMLH 64614) **

Album review by Hugh Fielder

FILM SOUNDTRACKS generally don’t make good albums and I’m afraid this one is not an exception to the rule. I thought that Rick Wakeman’s soundtrack to the film ‘White Rock’ (no, it’s not a film about the caucasian answer to black soul, it’s a personal close-up on the winter Olympics) worked splendidly in the cinema. He’d obviously thought hard about fitting his music to the visual images on screen and his results go a long way towards contributing to the film’s success.
But sitting down listening to the music in front of your own hi-fi is a different sky-jump altogether. What compliments the pictures of the skiers, ice hockey players, bobsleds and downhill racers doesn’t make a satisfying meal on its own. If I can turn the analogy round a bit, it’s rather like watching the Marx Brothers on television with the sound turned off: you watch out of interest for a while but without the verbal slapstick you’re attention soon starts to wander.
Rick has actually re-recorded bits from the eight tracks which make up the soundtrack album in an attempt to give it more substance which shows that even he was aware of the problem, but he hasn’t overcome it. What you get are eight pieces packed full of Rick’s intricate playing on a multitude of keyboards (he’s the only person on the album with the exception of drummer Tony Fernandez) but without any real meat to bite on.
Each piece starts promisingly — and in several instances there are some interesting melodies and riffs as on the title track, ‘Lax X’ and ‘Ice Run’ — but fails to develop into anything musically satisfying. All you get are a variety of keyboard colours as Rick’s hands plonk themselves on synthesizers, grand pianos, mellotrons, clavinets, pipe organs and electric pianos. And I’m not knocking Rick’s colouring; he’s a dab hand with the musical paint brush. But without a positive direction for each piece it just becomes so much musical wallpaper. The exception is `Montezuma’s Revenge’ which is Rick’s adaptation of some Hungarian Gypsy music which is a complete entity using all the keyboards mentioned above to produce a jaunty musical sketch. So ‘White Rock’s is simply a soundtrack album and you shouldn’t expect anything more from it. Rick Wakeman fans will enjoy it and it pushes Rick’s future in that direction a good way but it’s not anywhere near the `King Arthur’ class. And if it was it probably wouldn’t make a good soundtrack. So there!

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ARTICLE ABOUT Deep Purple FROM Sounds, July 24, 1976

The end of chapter one in the long history of Deep Purple. Luckily for everyone that loves this band it was just a prolonged break for the members to explore other musical avenues.
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Purple: the end

By Hugh Fielder

DEEP PURPLE is no more — officially. One of Britain’s longest running and most successful heavy rock bands have split up — as predicted exclusively in SOUNDS:
The announcement made this week by Purple’s manager Rob Cooksey says that the band ‘will not record or perform together as Deep Purple again’.
Purple’s singer, Dave Coverdale, in fact resigned from the group after their final concert in Liverpool last March but the news was kept secret until the other members of the band had decided on their future plans. Coverdale spoke this week of the pressures of staying on top in the ‘hypocrisy and falseness’ of the pop world. “Being on stage was nearly always great,” he said. “Purple make terrific music but off-stage I haven’t been happy for a long time”.
Cooksey said: “We have had three major personnel changes over the years. No other group has had to weather such problems. We did and we survived. Of course there have been some personal conflicts but that’s not why we’re splitting. The real reason is that their talents have outgrown Purple. Their music has matured from the heavy rock that made them famous.”
Cooksey was unable to give any immediate details of each member of the band’s future plans but he expects to release the information next week. However it is already known that guitarist Tommy Bolin has already assembled his own band and bassist Glenn Hughes has re-joined Trapeze (see SOUNDS exclusive interviews in July 3 issue).
Bolin joined the band for their last world tour following the departure of Ritchie Blackmore and appeared on the group’s final album, ‘Come Taste The Band’. Hughes had joined the band in 1972 to replace Roger Glover.
Deep Purple were formed in 1968 and following their first hit single, `Hush’, soon rose to the top of the heavy metal tree and their worldwide success made them the biggest earning rock band in the world for several years. Every one of their albums has gone gold and ‘Made In Japan’ and ‘Machine Head’ achieved platinum status. Their singles, although few and far between, also sold phenomenally well, ‘Smoke On The Water’ going platinum twice over.
They maintained their popularity despite personnel changes in 1972 (WHEN Ian Gillan and Roger Glover left to be replaced by David Coverdale and Hughes) and last year when Blackmore quit to form Rainbow.
However their last world tour, which began last autumn, produced mixed reactions from critics and their Wembley Empire Pool concerts in April were generally regarded as disastrous.

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ARTICLE ABOUT Babe Ruth FROM Sounds, June 5, 1976

A so-so review of this one and the last album by the band, except for a reunion many years later. Some very well-known players involved with this one. Bernie Marsden, Don Airey and Neil Murray were playing on this album.
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Babe Ruth: “Kid`s Stuff”
(Capitol E-ST 23739) 40 mins ***

By Hugh Fielder

BABE RUTH have had more than their fair share of traumas lately with the departure of singer Jenny Haan and bassist Dave Hewitt, but any fears that this was simply a `backs – to – the – wall – and – let’s – slog – it – out’ effort were dispelled after a first listen. They’ve taken the opportunity provided by the arrival of new singer Ellie Hope and bassist Ray Knott to re-set their musical sights. It’s a little tentative in places but the diet of heavy rock has been broken up by a more varied mixture that could bring them to the attention of an altogether wider audience. So, besides the straight-ahead rock numbers like the opening `Oh Dear What A Shame’ or the superb `Keep Your Distance’ with its catchy refrain and powerful guitar solo over a solid drum pattern, there’s a distinctly disco feel to songs like ‘Sweet Sweet Surrender’, the intriguing ‘Welcome To The Show’ which is in an altogether softer vein with string accompaniment and a chance for Steve Gurl to exercise his talents on the keyboard solo, ‘Nickelodeon’. It’s a bit difficult to assess Ellie Hope’s contribution to the band and she is clearly feeling her way with some of the songs and only on a couple (of which the aforementioned ‘Keep Your Distance’ is one) does she really get to grips with the material. While Ellie finds her niche it’s left to guitarist Bernie Marsden to carry the band through this record. Not only has he written most of the songs, he also sings a number of them. If his voice sometimes lacks the force necessary to sustain interest in the melody his guitar playing sparkles throughout whether the song rocks, funks or just bleeds a little. And he reveals a well-developed lyrical sense on the album’s most intriguing number, `Welcome To The Show’.
What holds the album back rather is a rather bland production which (with the exception of the guitar work) fails to put the band across with as much drive as they’re obviously capable of. I also wonder whether it mightn’t have been better to wait until Ellie was more acclimatised to the band before doing the album. But nevertheless there’s some worthwhile stuff to be heard on ‘Kid’s Stuff’ and Babe Ruth have not simply survived, they’ve progressed.

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ARTICLE ABOUT AC/DC FROM Sounds, November 20, 1976

Oh, it must have been wonderful to see this band live at this stage of their career. If there was a time machine somewhere I would go back and watch this.
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Great balls of fire

Concert review by Hugh Fielder

AC/DC
Hammersmith Odeon

AMBITIOUS THEY may have been in choosing London’s premier rock venue for their first headlining British tour, but then one thing AC/DC have never lacked is nerve.
In fact there were plenty of open spaces up in the balcony of the Hammersmith Odeon but down in the stalls it was respectably full although the crowd didn’t remain seated for more than half a minute after AC/DC’s opening number; they transformed themselves into an amorphous swaying throng at the front of the stage and remained that way until the end.
But if they’re not quite ready to fill the Hammersmith Odeon, they’ve certainly grown out of the Marquee and come a long way in the short space of time since Angus’ then unknown pearlies graced the front cover of the esteemed organ you are now clutching in your grubby mits.
They arrived at the Odeon, two thirds of the way through their `Dirty Deeds Done Cheap’ tour with the minimum of presentation. Not for them the dry ice, laser beams, mirror balls and strobe lights used by the big brothers of rock and roll. Two rows of stage lights, two spots and a black backdrop was all we got. What with that and the stacks of Marshalls across the stage it was a return to the basic essentials of rock and roll. Unabashed rock and roll with the needle never dropping below `frantic’ on the intensity scale.
At first I thought they might have trouble getting across from the wide, bare stage to the audience — a considerable change from the hot, cramped conditions of the Marquee. But I reckoned without the band’s seemingly bottomless reserves of energy and enthusiasm.
Little Angus – who looked so small on the massive stage that he almost vanished from view every time he passed by the monitors – treated the stage like a school playground, racing from side to side, up and down the side speakers and along the three promentaries from the stage to the audience. He only stopped moving at the end when he was lying flat out on the floor. Even then his feet were still pumping furiously.
Matching him for output was singer Bon Scott whose vocal chords seemed quite unaffected by their arduous schedule as he roared through ‘Live Wire’ and `She’s Got Balls’ from their first album before giving us a taste of what’s to come with ‘I’m A Problem Child’ and ‘I’ve Got Big Balls’ (another of their delightfully testicular ditties with words written large for the audience to sing along — ‘Oh I’ve Got Big Balls/I’ve got big balls/And they’re such big balls/Dirty big balls/And he’s got Big balls/ And she’s got big balls/But we’ve got the biggest balls of all’) from their forthcoming album. There’s evidence in the new songs that they’ve sharpened up their approach, but don’t get too upset — it’s still raw, bruising rock and roll all the way and exactly the sort of thing that used to come out of Marshall speakers when I was a lad (although with considerably less clarity in those days). They wound up their act (it was a short one — less than an hour — but you can’t take or deliver that kind of pressure for long) with ‘Baby Please Don’t Go’, the old R&B classic, but such was the state of my mind by that time that I was convinced that Bon introduced the number as ‘Baby Please Don’t Blow’ (!) The song seemed on the verge of ending several times but Angus, who by this time had removed his blazer and satchel and was running amok and riding piggy back on Bon, dragged it back each time and whipped himself up into yet another frenzy. He didn’t flash his bum which was just as well as the Vice Squad have been taking an unnatural interest in the group since an ‘incident’ earlier in the tour. At the end of this tour they return to their native Australia for Christmas and an American tour in the New Year. We’ll see you in the Spring lads; I don`t think we’ll forget you in the meantime.

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