Reviews
Conducted by Robert F. Lucid
Beyond Bubblegum: Randy Newman and
Harry Nilsson
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aad blind to their private pinball machines. (The answer to Uncle Ernie,
Iythe way, is “We Aren't Gonna Take It.")
Any serious (i... interested) listener is deluged under tons of garbage
(by big names as often as not), with little or no guidance from reviewers,
stites or other would-be interpreters. One nationally read rock critic is
to alminate into irrelevant Women's Lib tirades in the midst of her
columns, climbing onto the kitchen soapbox and abandoning her usually
inense and accurate reviewing for meandering polemic; another goes all
soft and mushy at the thought ofall that young togetherness out there in
the beyond and praises any effort that comes along, if itis concocted by
awful People.
‘Yet under the Putney Swope superhype and floundering neolftst com-
Imeoiary, there are things going on worth hearing. [tis clear that we are in
the midst of a musical revolution (which és the beating heart of a social
revaution) and that serious musical work is pouring out ofthe slick studios
slong with the steady flow of exr pollution. We must tunnel under the un-
{erground and burrow around like one of Kafka’s shapeless and disoriented
tales to find out where i’s at afterall. Who, exactly, is free under this
‘hetorc of revolution? In the center ofthe electronic holocaust are a num-
‘er of musicians working away quietly and directly at making a new music
somewhere beyond rock-'a'-rll, beyond the rhythme'n'-blues revival, be-
ond soul, beyond hype rock, beyond Moog-zak, beyond the trendy and
Pricey moments of instant supergroups and the’ new prodigies of stage
sexuality and media-massaged exhibitionism. While 14-year-old Rodd Stiff
's playing frottage with the mike (and any available groupie), while the
lusy studio engineers splice up those miles of worthless last-year’s tape
| io new and bigger “supersessions,” a handful of musicians are learning
| their business and their minds and recording their sounds for a corres-
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rowing handel of Ustners who are ted of vinyl-weapped poyhedtic
Two tonewiter-voclins have catty worked themselves through he
varius phases of the pop revolution, have ntened and scavenged. the
tose dump and used the materials around them witout suambing
to media pressures Randy Newman and Harry Nilsson. They have
tumed to mass-produced roti, to sch tothe boring andthe bored
fr their materi, Rolling Stone has caied Newnan the “King ot
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thing more like a symbiotic union: the songs Newman and Nilsson wee
and sing come out of the giant's mouth, but they (merciful) Bypass the
‘minuscule brain, Gremlins inside a papier-miché diplodocis,seee Lil,
Putian in the pocket of a brain-damaged Gulliver, electric wisers
the private parts of Fortune, Newman and Nilsson exploit the pop rer
lution to fasion their own individual responses to the World, A
‘moment of groups and masts, they work alone, quietly, persistent
Both composers avoid the billboard /Vina Che! rock-guertilla pose of
the blues groups. They are anachronisms; loners, soloists, sudie mat
‘cians, eloatered Hollywood songwsters. Nilson has eat four albums for
Victor in the past three years, moving from a frankly adulatory and int
tive Beatles syle to a completely personal mode about hall bis recorded
‘material is his own, Newman has released to albums for Reprise isthe
Past two years, consisting almost totally of his own songs. Both men ave
‘sidestepped into fame—Nitsson through soundtrack singing for Midnight
Cowboy (the song was nor his) and Newman through recordings of hs
songs by other musicians and theough his studio arranging. Both sen are
Pushing intensely personal and quiet music, both turn to the mater of
Pop culture and to the vision of pop America for resources and both are
able to transmate the rubbish around them into intellect and emotional
satements of great force and interest!
‘The constant threat in pop musi, since Elvis and Fats end Lite Richa
liberated it from the morass of big-recordingstudio sweetness and igh
hs been that the veins of feelings and ideas will run out, thatthe mut,