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The Vanguard Folk Rock Album
The Vanguard Folk Rock Album
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This CD is filled with unexpected joys and delights, even for those familiar with most of the artists involved --
never had a top act of the caliber of
or
, and
, their one big San Francisco act, were too political and too inventive ever to fit into one genre (much less one as commercial as "
"), but as this CD reveals, the label could rightfully claim a piece of the
sound, and without a
track in sight.
's
starts the collection off coming out of the
side of the equation well enough, but it's the second cut here,
' 1966 frustrated youth anthem
that will get most
listeners' ears to prick up in recognition. Forget
; one wonders how this track missed turning up on
. A killer outtake of
arranged by
and extended and savage in its references to
as a sellout, lights up this set like a match on tinder, and
'
brings listeners back to the commercial side of
, with its pleasant harmonies in a midtempo setting. But it's
's bluesy
that is closer to what constituted
at
. The expected
tracks are here, along with stuff by
,
, and the pair of
tracks will likely gain them some valuable new exposure among those too young to have known of them at the time. The surprises are the improbably named
, a distant offshoot of
(the Bay Area group that tried to make it as
but rebelled against the control of their producers) with a surprisingly lyrical and accessible sound, and
, an abortive attempt to turn the latter-day incarnation of
into something more relevant to 1965. But the treasure here is
's vicious
parody/attack,
-- though an attack on
's tendency to co-opt sounds without credit, it's close enough to
's actual sound (courtesy of
' contribution as backing band) that it's as though, in another context, one found a
track that attacked
(and come to think of it,
does, sort of). The sound is excellent, the programming is generous and wide-ranging with lots of surprises, and the annotation by
is worth half the cost of the disc. ~ Bruce Eder