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rating on Yelp. (vfemmes.com) Appearing 9/13 at Riot Fest, Chicago – Jeff Elbel 8 TRAFFIC The Studio Albums: 1967-1974 VIOLENT FEMMES Hotel Last Resort (PIAS) Violent Femmes’ 2016 album We Can Do Anything was the Milwaukee band’s first LP in 18 years. With Hotel Last Resort, the Femmes return truly reinvigorated and hewing to their core. Blasts of twisted rockabilly-folk-punk are built upon the minimalist foundation of Gordon Gano’s agitated acoustic guitar strum, Brian Ritchie’s guttural and driving bass, and rattle-trap brushed snare percussion from the current drummer (and BBQ basher) John Sparrow. Gano’s adenoidal vocal retains its youthful snark and angst, deliv- ering hooks that stick for first-listen singa- longs. “Another Chorus” cheekily sug- gests such prowess can be abused. “Please don’t sing another chorus,” chimes the band, while packing no less than five comically wearisome choruses into well under three minutes. Skateboarder Stefan Janoski helps expose the raw, exasperated nerve of “I’m Nothing” (reimagined from 1994’s New Times), declaring no allegiance to brawling socio-political extremes. Blaise Garza’s saxophone adds skronk to biblical fable “Adam Was a Man,” and Gano’s religious roots reappear during “Everlasting You.” Television’s guitar maestro Tom Verlaine makes an unexpect- ed appearance, augmenting the title cut’s non sequitur quirkiness. Gano’s tongue- twisting wordplay is tossed off with dis- arming ease on “This Free Ride.” Sea shanty “Paris to Sleep” finds Gano mak- ing a pilgrimage to the City of Lights - not for inspiration or romance - but simply to catch a moment’s respite. “God Bless America” is transposed into a minor key as a mournful lament. Depth and whimsy run side-by-side throughout these grooves, and this album may well be the Femmes’ best work since 1984’s Hallowed Ground. Give Hotel Last Resort a five-star (Island) The time spent together between 1967 and 1974 by Steve Winwood, Jim Capaldi, and Chris Wood (and briefly but signifi- cantly, Dave Mason) as Traffic maybe 45 years gone, but the group’s legacy stands tall based upon innovative and influential material recorded during the period. This limited-edition boxed set collects six stu- dio albums, faithfully restored on audio- phile-grade vinyl with reproductions of the original gatefold and die-cut sleeves (and adding poster inserts from Island Records’ promo campaigns for each record). 1967’s debut Mr. Fantasy is pre- sented with its original UK content, mix, and running order, retaining Mason’s twee psych-pop "Hope I Never Find Me There" and the heady "Utterly Simple" with its intoxicating sitar. Featuring the teenaged Winwood’s earnest vocal and Mason’s biting, blues-based guitar solo, “Dear Mr. Fantasy” is the showpiece for Traffic’s combination of Winwood’s R&B roots and the group’s contemporary Summer of Love psychedelia. Winwood’s vocal also shines on the plaintive, acoustic guitar and mellotron-based arrangement of "No Face, No Name, No Number," and the carnival chorus of “Berkshire Poppies” with backing vocals by the Small Faces. Other highlights include the Spanish-inflected blues and Wood’s flute flourishes during “Dealer.” Bookended by beatnik vocal pastiche, Wood features again alongside Capaldi’s urgent drums and Winwood’s organ during the jammed-out excursion “Giving to You.” 1968's self-titled sophomore album was both a significant hit and satisfying set, despite being something of a wrestling match between Mason’s pop- savvy voice on songs like the rollicking hit “Feelin’ Alright?” that so inspired Joe Cocker on one side, and the jazz-influ- enced and improvisationally-inspired ambitions of Winwood and Capaldi on the other with tracks like “Who Knows What Tomorrow May Bring.” “Pearly Queen” is propelled by Capaldi’s Ginger Baker-influenced drumming. Mason’s folky “You Can All Join In” would have suited the early repertoire of The Band. Winwood spins a Dylanesque tale of a star-crossed treasure hunt with “Forty Thousand Headmen.” Following the album, Traffic parked as Winwood departed to form Blind Faith. During sessions that were originally intended to produce Winwood’s debut solo album, Traffic reemerged in 1970 sans Mason with the high-water mark John Barleycorn Must Die. The album leads with Winwood’s church-hall organ and saloon- savvy piano on the instrumental “Glad.” The song allowed Wood to stretch his woodwind chops with soulful saxophone while Capaldi indulged in layers of per- cussion. It was a clear resolution to the 24 illinoisentertainer.com september 2019 bifurcated direction of Traffic and a state- ment that the band could still rock without Mason’s blues guitar. The trio’s jam-based musical excursions are prominent on songs like “Freedom Rider,” wherein Wood is given more room to run with flute and sax- ophone. Single “Empty Pages” featured the type of stirring melody that Winwood would spin into pop chart success a decade later with songs like “While You See a Chance,” married to progressive twists suitable for early Yes and Genesis. The title track is rooted in a 16th-century folksong describing the indignities suffered by the personified barley crop en route to its ulti- mate power over men in the form of alco- hol. 1971’s The Low Spark of High Heeled Boys features the deep and deliberate groove of its title track, now a staple of classic rock radio. The song’s fable of hard luck and hope in the entertainment industry stretch- es beyond 11 minutes, anchored by Winwood’s steady piano and the pulse of new bassist Ric Grech. For the album, Capaldi yielded the drummer’s throne to Jim Gordon (Derek and the Dominoes, Delaney & Bonnie, Joe Cocker, etc.), but took the lead vocal for a pair of songs including reverb-drenched single “Rock & Roll Stew” with Rebop Kwaku Baah’s Afropop and Latin-styled percussion. Capaldi, Winwood, and Wood retooled their lineup with a new sextet for 1973’s **Shootout at the **Fantasy Factory, adding Muscle Shoals Rhythm Section players Roger Hawkins and David Hood. As a result, songs like the title cut were given the band’s toughest sound to date, although still possessing identity through Winwood’s prominent vocal and the per- cussion of Capaldi and Baah. Still, the lack of standout songs and one entitled “(Sometimes I Feel So) Uninspired” made this album an easy target for critics. Shootout fits well in the Traffic continuum, and fans will enjoy playing it (especially those with a fondness for skillful jam bands), but quips about running out of gas in Traffic aren’t wholly unwarranted. The box set does include the full 13:40 running length of “Roll Right Stones” and unedited “Uninspired.” When the Eagle Flies was Traffic’s final album before splitting mid-tour in 1974, with Capaldi returning to his role as drum- mer. The album featured strong ensemble work, interesting new sounds including Moog synthesizer, and more concise song- writing (with the exception of the sprawl- ing “Dream Gerrard” co-written by Winwood and the Bonzo Dog Band’s Vivian Stanshall). The album reached the US Top Ten and attained gold status, but produced no charting singles. Lyrics for “Graveyard People” and the sonically upbeat “Walking in the Wind” set a mirth- less tone. “Memories of a Rock ‘n’ Rolla” finds Winwood imagining old age in van- ished glory and poverty, his youthful dreams for naught. “Something New” is melancholy over lost love. The Cure or Bauhaus could have spun these songs into teenage goth fantasies. For this review, the remastered John Barleycorn Must Die was compared to a well-preserved first pressing of a US mar- ket United Artists LP. The meticulous remastering from original master tapes promotes clarity and separation on songs like “Every Mother’s Son” without nega- tive impact on dynamic range. On glad, Winwood’s piano sparkles, Capaldi’s per- cussion colors the spectrum, and Wood’s sax are warm and lively. The resulting sound is present and distinct. It comes at the expense of a measure of the fat bass guitar’s former girth, but the mix remains full-bodied for an overall improvement. Early single and trans-continental hit “Paper Sun” doesn’t appear, nor does 1967’s psychedelic “Hole in My Shoe” (res- urrected to renewed hit status in the ‘80s by biting BBC comedy The Young Ones). Missing singles, b-sides, live albums, and 1994’s revival material keep this from being a comprehensive Traffic collection, but despite diminishing returns on the band’s last two albums, this set presents the flow of Traffic including its best work. - Jeff Elbel 6 CREDENCE CLEARWATER REVIVAL Live From Woodstock (Craft/Fantasy) Plans for the 50th anniversary Woodstock Festival in Bethel, New York may have been scuttled, but listeners can hear key moments from the original festi- val even if the artists themselves couldn’t. Before launching a rowdy “Green River” (a fresh cut from the band’s two-week-old third LP of the same name), John Fogerty can be heard off-mic laughing and saying, “I can’t hear a thing.” Afterward, he announces, “We’re having a multitude of problems. I’m sure you don’t wanna hear about ‘em.” Nonetheless, the finely tuned San Francisco Bay quartet delivers a hot set of swamp-rock hits from its first three albums including “Bad Moon Rising,” “Born on the Bayou,” and “Proud Mary,” alongside lesser-heard but spirited gems like “Ninety-Nine and a Half (Won’t Do)” and “Bootleg.” The band unleashes a spine-tingling version of Screaming Jay Hawkins’ “I Put a Spell on You” and a revved-up but soulful take on Ray Charles’ “The Night Time Is The Right Time.” The show concludes with an 11-minute ramble through “Suzie Q,” satisfying the fans heard calling for the debut album single earlier during the set. Technical issues onstage notwithstanding, it’s a treasure that this skillful performance was recorded to 8-track for posterity – notably since CCR declined to be included in the 1970 Woodstock documentary film. In addition to the beautifully-mastered 2-LP version, Live at Woodstock is available in CD and high-definition digital formats. – Jeff Elbel 7 Follow us on Twitter @ie_entertainer