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“That’s When I Reach for My Revolver” – Mission of Burma 
(Words/music: Clint Conley, available on Signals, Calls, and Marches, Ace of Hearts 1981)

I saw Mission of Burma a few years ago shortly after they reunited.  I had been a fan of the records Rykodisc put out (all of which Matador has reissued over the last couple years and are probably worth some of my eMusic credits at some point) and it was around the time that wiry and spry post-punk caught my ear.  I can’t place it exactly, but I want to say that I saw them either right before or right after their first post-reunion album came out; in either case, I hoped that the balance of old and new would be decent enough so that I knew at least a handful of songs.

They played “That’s When I Reach for My Revolver” that night and a few others that I knew, but now when I look back and think about seeing Mission of Burma, I fixate on the surprisingly visceral sound.  I got the sense of their volume from the Horrible Truth About Burma live album (and from reading about Roger Miller’s tinnitus), but didn’t really expect the band to carry as much of a wallop a couple decades later.  I guess seeing the sound barriers set up around the drum set should have been the first tip for what was to come.  The guitars felt deeper, giving the song’s riff a lurching feeling and the bass and drums felt like gut punches.  Thankfully, this was also roughly the same time I started wearing earplugs to shows.  Otherwise, I might still be hearing “Revolver” rattle around in my brain today.

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“In the Air Tonight” - Phil Collins
(Words/music: Phil Collins, available on Face Value, Atlantic 1981)

Back in January, I made a passing reference to an article I ripped out of an issue of Spin magazine years ago.  It’s called “Six Steps to Godlike Genius,” and in the article Chuck Klosterman shares his “six-step plan for writing transcendent rock music.”  In a piece intended as a bit of satire (his last step is “place tiny classified ads” after all), he hits on an idea about music that’s stuck with me.  Step #3 says, “Make sure every track has the Good Part,” and in a semi-serious, semi-factual list, Klosterman hit on an interesting idea.    His capital-lettered “Good Part” could be any number of things (Klosterman’s suggestions: speak-singing breakdowns, bass solos, and anything that makes the crowd pogo, among others), but most truly great songs have at least one moment or one specific element that makes it, as Klosterman says, transcendent.  It can be a specific part of the arrangement, a specific lyric, or even a specific sound.  It doesn’t have to be an isolated incident either – it could last for a few seconds, it could keep coming back, or it could be a fleeting happy accident.  Regardless, I’m hard pressed to think of a song where something doesn’t stand out and argue for its greatness.

In the article, Klosterman cites some solid examples – the bridge in Van Halen’s “Panama,” the drum intro to Led Zeppelin’s “When the Levee Breaks,” and what he calls the “wah-wah effect” in Peter Frampton’s “Show Me the Way” (although I think he means the talk box, but there might be a wah-wah pedal involved in there too).  His list leaves out perhaps the best example – a Great Part among Good Parts.  Maybe he leaves it off because it’s obvious, but the moment the drums enter at the end of “In the Air Tonight” is a culturally recognized Good Part.  It’s the part that makes normally sane people (and, in the case of a recent blockbuster, Mike Tyson) flail their arms and bludgeon any objects in arm’s length.  It even makes a gorilla with a drum kit an effective chocolate salesman.  Even listeners who might be bored by Collins catalog join in eagerly, making it the type of transcendent moment a songwriter dreams of having.

The drum break is the Good Part, without argument, but it’s only great because Collins sets it up perfectly.  “In the Air Tonight” sets an eerie tone from it’s opening notes, and Collins builds on this by echoing his voice and leaving tons of space in the arrangement.  As he tells the story of watching a man drown without offering any help (reportedly a metaphor for his failing marriage), Collins crafted a tense and ominous mood, making us feel like we’re out with him on that foggy night.  The tension builds throughout the song until the drums enter; suddenly, the once cavernous arrangement feels closed off – not exactly claustrophobic, but kind of like someone else joined us out of nowhere when we least expected it.  It’s hard to imagine now, but the drums come out of nowhere – the arrangement swells a little bit right before they come in, but we’re not really given a warning before they come in.  Listening to it now, knowing that the drums are the Good Part, adds a layer of anticipation onto the song’s ominous tone – we know the drums are coming and we’re waiting for the part where we can bash the steering wheel in time.  I can’t remember the first time I heard the song, so I’m not sure if I can compare the element of surprise to the anticipation of the Good Part, but my heart rises a little bit every time I hear those opening notes, knowing I’m only a couple minutes away from air drumming glory.

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“Genius of Love (Stop Making Sense Version)” – Tom Tom Club
(Words/music: Adrian Belew, Chris Frantz, Steven Stanley, Tina Weymouth, available on Talking Heads’ Stop Making Sense: Special New Edition, Warner Brothers 1999)

Like many in my generation, my introduction to “Genius of Love” came through Mariah Carey’s “Fantasy,” one of many songs to sample “Genius of Love” since its release in 1981.  It’s understandable why it’s been sampled so much – Weymouth and Frantz, the Talking Heads’ rhythm section and the main members of the Tom Tom Club, understood the blossoming hip hop culture of the early ‘80s, so it makes sense that they would be open to having their hit sampled.  In addition to its sample-friendly creators, “Genius of Love” has a relentless groove.  The version in the Talking Heads’ Stop Making Sense (essentially the extended Heads lineup minus David Byrne, who left the stage to change into his exaggerated “big suit” for the finale) really accentuates the groove, playing to the strengths of the musicians on stage (some of which played with some of the bands referenced in the song).  I also love Chris Frantz’s turn as the MC, interjecting throughout the track.  I imagine some might prefer the original and find Frantz distracting, but I find him endearing, in particular the way he “directs” the band at the end of the track.

Few would argue with the instrumental performance of “Genius of Love,” but it features a clever lyric in addition to all of the funk/soul/hip hop name dropping.  In fact, it might be the finest song ever written about a music snob.  Tina Weymouth’s narrator describes her infatuation with her music loving boyfriend (who she dubs “the maven of funk mutation” in the verse omitted in the Stop Making Sense version).  Sure, it’s his dancing that sweeps her off her feet, but he’s also quite opinionated about the music he likes, filling her ear with his musical opinions, including the future of reggae (Sly & Robbie) and funk innovators (Bootsy Collins, etc).  The narrator loses herself in his presence, only to have him disappear to the dance floor later in the song.  I hear the final verse as slightly tongue-in-cheek, reacting to her boyfriend ditching her to go dance on his own.  She pointedly reminds him, the “genius,” that if he doesn’t need to think when his feet are going, then he won’t feel hurt when she leaves him.

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“Limelight” - Rush
(Words/music: Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart, available on Moving Pictures, Mercury 1981)

Over their history, Rush earned a reputation as a band for musicians and nerds, and to a degree it makes senses.  Their songs fuse complex meters, cryptic philosophy-quoting lyrics, and unparalleled  musicianship, leave little room for middle ground.  Despite continued radio airplay, you generally love Rush (even on a casual basis) or find them pompous or deplorable.  Growing up as a drummer, spending time studying (or rather, gawking) at Neil Peart’s polyrhythmic onslaught was an inevitability.  As a teenager, I wish I had half the drumset Peart used and a tenth of his ability.  For many, Rush was a gateway into other bands (and drummers) with even more complex songs with even stranger lyrical content.  Unlike some of my fellow musicians, I never went much further down the rabbit hole, as the joy in listening to many of these other bands began and ended with trying to figure out what time signatures they used.

This is what separates Rush from many of the bands that came after them – they are a trio of virtuosos and use their musicianship frequently, but always do so in the service of their songs.  “Limelight” might be the best example of their ability serving the song.  Considered by many to be Rush’s most straightforward song (mainly due to that killer introductory riff), “Limelight” works for those who want to think about the song and those who want to enjoy it without dissecting it.  Even though it doesn’t feel like it’s in an odd meter (think of “Take Five” as an example of something where the woosy five beats to a measure gives it a specific feeling), “Limelight” shifts frequently, moving from seven beats a measure into the standard four into three and all over the place.  Perhaps because the tempo is slow enough that it’s possible to nod your head along to every beat, it doesn’t feel like an exercise in metric shifts.  The song shifts meters in a way that seems natural because it fits the song; while lesser musicians would write a song in an odd meter just to brag about doing so, Rush quietly lets the song roll into the next phrase like a winding road that needs to bend in order to navigate natural landmarks.  It also gives the slower bridge (predominantly in triple meter) a distinct aesthetic feel from the rest of the song, going beyond the simple chord change to contrast the rest of the song.  Even when the guitar solo winds up, the song naturally evolves from the triple meter backing the solo back into the original “seven.”  For a second, Alex Lifeson’s guitar and the rhythm section seem backward, but the two keep moving along just to snap into place in time for the final chorus.  It’s a difficult song to play (just try playing the drums in Rock Band) yet it’s simple enough to enjoy without having to read along with the sheet music.

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