After two albums with Roxy Music Bryan Ferry decided to cut a solo record, an album where he could indulge himself, not worry about songwriting, an album of covers of some of his favourite songs. These Foolish Things was recorded in a matter of weeks in the spring of 1973 and shows the lighter side of Bryan Ferry. Many of the songs are delivered with a mischievous sense of fun that didn't often manifest itself in Roxy. Ferry rarely sounds like he's having fun - making music often seems to become something of a chore for him - but what immediately strikes the listener is the sheer amount of fun Ferry is having with these songs.
Bob Dylan
purists hated Bryan's take on "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall" but I love
it. Thumping drums from the Great Paul Thompson, cheeky backing vocals and
Ferry getting his tonsils around every syllable. This was the first track
recorded for this project apparently, in Spring 1973, and marks the first time
that one Edwin Jobson first worked with Ferry. The whizzy violins on this track
are all Jobson and Ferry soon realised that Eddie was a genius on the synth
too. Eno's days in Roxy were numbered, and here was a natural
replacement, and at only 18, wasn't likely to argue with Ferry the way that Eno
did!
The
rest of side one is fascinating - mixing well known songs like "Piece Of
My Heart" with more obscure tracks like "Please Don't Ever
Change" (a Buddy Holly-less Crickets b-side if I remember rightly). What's
so good is that Ferry also mixes total sincerity (like his brilliant and moving version of
the Beach Boys' "Don't Worry Baby") with camp pastiche - such as the
frantic and comic "It's My Party" where Ferry doesn't even switch the
genders round, so he's still the one
who's jealous of the fact that Judy has stolen Johnny away from him… It somehow
actually works, despite Ferry's well known reputation as a ladies man by this
time.
We
also get a lovely Elvis impersonation on "Baby I Don't Care" which
has every bit of reverb turned up to the max, and some cracking drumming from
TGPT. Oddly, listening to it today, I realised that Ferry wasn't alone in this
sort of rock'n'roll revivalism - the sound
on this track, and elsewhere on TFT,
isn't actually a million miles from the sound of contemporary bands like Showaddywaddy
or Mud. But Ferry delivers these songs with such verve and a knowingly ironic
archness, which sets Ferry's work well apart from the chart fodder of some of
these bands. The album cover also shows Ferry as something of rock'n'roll
throwback - with a simple black teeshirt and his hair in quiff he looks more like
the Fonz than anything else. And a million miles from the bow-tie / tux image
that appeared on his next album cover, which he's been saddled with ever since.
Side
two begins magnificently. Trying to cover the Rolling Stones is never an easy option,
and trying to cover "Sympathy For The Devil" is almost impossible
(Guns 'n' Roses did an appallingly lumpy cover in 1990ish, around the same time
as their similarly dreadful "Live And Let Die"). But Ferry ditches
quite a bit of the Stones original and wisely turns the song into a swampy,
swirling mass of horns, spooky backing singers, and a snarling, cackling vocal
quite unlike anything else he's ever done. It's quite breathtakingly brilliant.
The whole song is basically one long climax, gradually building in tropical,
steamy intensity, the stabs from the horn section getting ever more pronounced
and urgent, the wurlitzer style organ becoming more and more unhinged, the
backing vocals gradually more prominent and more insistent. It's wonderful and I’d
forgotten quite how much I love this song. Sacrilege maybe, but I actually
prefer it to the Stones version. Really.
Tracks
Of My Tears" is a real anticlimax after "Sympathy" - it's as if
Ferry knew that nothing could follow it, so he chose to sacrifice the weakest
song on the album. It's not actually that bad, but Ferry simply doesn't have
the right voice to tackle real soul songs, and certainly at this point in his
career his vocals are so mannered that they rarely sound truly sincere - and
sincerity is what this song needs. This is not really a criticism of Ferry as
his voice is wonderful for so many songs - but it just doesn't suit truly
soulful tunes. Look how weedy he sounds on later covers like "Take Me To
The River" or "That's How Strong My Love Is" - it's just not the
right sort of voice for those songs. And by having the band play "Tracks
Of My Tears" so straight it can only be compared with Smoky Robinson's
original and can therefore only come off worst from such a comparison. Same
thing applies to side one's "Piece Of My Heart" - only a few years
after Janis Joplin ripped your heart out with her showstopping version, Ferry
plays it safe and polite and it just doesn't really work.
But
things pick up with the Beatles' "You Won't See Me" - love the chirpy
piano on this and it's clear that Ferry is once again having fun with the song.
A nicely jaunty guitar solo from Phil Manzanera too. Ferry was a huge Beatles
fan and would go on to cover a number of other Fab songs over his career -
my favourite being a lovely version of "She's Leaving Home" in 1976.
Then
another jaunty track - "I Love How You Me" begins with a harpsichord -
or rather Jobson on synth impersonating a harpsichord - and features some
sterling saxophone work too. Nice doo-wop backings.
"Loving
You Is Sweeter Than Ever" is terrific, again the horns are really on form
and TGPT is superb. Beyond Andy Mackay's sax and oboe Roxy Music never really
used horns, and never in this sort of big band way, but Ferry's solo albums are
often full of meaty horn arrangements. I really like the throwaway backing vocals on
the verses. The girls echo most of Ferry lines but in a very offhand, casual
kind of way which is very endearing. They are full on during the choruses, but
extremely laid back in the verses, it's rather amusing.
And
then we end with the title track. A real smoky nightclub situation… A tinkling
piano, the barman clearing away the glasses, Ferry all alone with his memories
and his regrets. This song was made for him. But I can't help wondering why he
decided to beef it up. I still think it would have worked fine just with the
piano and lonesome trumpet, but after the first verse the drums kick in with a
surprisingly robust beat. But somehow it does still work, in an oddly jaunty
yet wistful way, and suits Ferry extremely well. The fade out is excellent, the
girls aaaahhhing everywhere, leaving Bryan to fade away into the darkness with
a bottle of cognac amid a haze of cigarette smoke…
A
really good, solid album. I first heard this aged about 14/15. The album was nearly 10 years
old then, now it's 42… It was out of it's time even then, and I knew that these
songs were throwbacks to the 60s, 50s and further back, but as with all good albums,
it sets up a mood and creates images and ideas and the fact that it was weird
mish-mash of musical styles and eras simply doesn't matter. Crucially, the songs
are all excellent - unlike Ferry's follow up Another Time Another Place (which was saddled with a few stinkers
and only really has half an album's worth of genuinely good tracks). It's
probably easier than ever before to get hold of any album in the world, but I
really can't imagine any 14 year old buying this record now, and being
transported, as I was, even further back into rock history.
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