Bad Company’s Paul Rodgers is Still All Right Now

Paul Rodgers onstage in Moscow.

Paul Rodgers onstage in Moscow.

As Bad Company is currently on the road with Lynyrd Skynyrd to celebrate the 40th anniversary of both bands, vocalist Paul Rodgers spoke with me for The Houston Press about the group’s history, his thoughts on being excluded from the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and how the boys from Skynyrd played romantic matchmakers for him.

The following is an excerpt. Read Part I and Part II of the interview in its entirety.

It is an interesting bit of cultural exchange that many English teenagers of the early ’60s were simply mad for American R&B and blues music — even moreso than their similarly-aged former colonists. And in a pre-iTunes time, finding said vinyl imports from Across the Pond was not easy.

The more intense of these teens would become obsessed with the music, mostly performed by older black men. Later they would form groups of their own and include many covers of the songs in their sets. Bands with names like the Beatles, Stones, Who, Kinks, Zombies, Animals, Yardbirds… you may have heard of them.

Young Paul Bernard Rodgers of Middlesborough was one of those teens, slipping in the shoes of his musical heroes as the lead singer for the Roadrunners, Free (“All Right Now”), and later Bad Company.

“There was just something about that music from America. It just leapt out of the speakers and it said something to us. It wasn’t just music, but another lifestyle!” Rodgers says today, just before breaking into singing a few lines from Chuck Berry’s “Around and Around.”

They say the joint was rockin’/Goin’ round and round/Yeah reelin’ and a rockin’/What a crazy sound.’ That’s the song. And then the police bust in!”

Rodgers laughs. “We all thought, ‘What is going on over there in America!”

Read Part I and Part II of the interview in its entirety.

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Three Dog Night’s Chuck Negron on His Bullfrog Buddy

Three Dog Night vocalists on a 1975 NBC TV show: Danny Hutton, Chuck Negron, and Cory Wells.

Three Dog Night vocalists on a 1975 NBC TV show: Danny Hutton, Chuck Negron, and Cory Wells.

An excerpt from my interview with former Three Dog Night singer Chuck Negron for The Houston Press.

Read Part I and Part II.

“JEREMIAH WAS A BULLFROG!”

That odd, simple and urgent declarative sentence from Three Dog Night’s “Joy to the World” is one of the most famous classic-rock song openings of all time. But the man who sang it both then and now, Chuck Negron, says that what became the group’s most recognizable hit almost never even made it to vinyl.

“Some of the other guys in the band didn’t want to record it or put it out because they thought it wasn’t ‘hip’ enough. But they love it now… especially when they get that royalty check twice a year!” laughs Negron, the 71-year-old Negron laughs. “There’s something so positive about it. You can say to someone ‘Hey, I want you to have joy to the world! I want joy to the goddamn fishes in the deep blue sea!”

Chuck Negron today

Chuck Negron today

Released as a single in 1971 and written by singer/songwriter Hoyt Axton, “Joy to the World” eventually ascended to the top of the Billboard singles chart and stayed there for six weeks. It was just one of an amazing string of 21 Top 40 hits for the group, which included three vocalists (Negron, Cory Wells, Danny Hutton) and four musicians (Michael Allsup, Floyd Sneed, Jimmy Greenspoon and Joe Schermie).

But it wasn’t until fairly recently when Negron heard the song performed at his grandkids’ various school recitals that he grasped its greater significance. “I thought ‘We’ve made it! We’ve finally arrived! We’re in the school system!” he chortles. “It gave me a warm fuzzy. And it’s had a life of its own, way beyond our version.”

Read Part I and Part II.

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Classic Rock Treasures from Faraway Lands at Nearby Locations

Two of my favorite places in the world (other than a live concert venue) are used book stores and used record stores. So here in Houston, Texas I spend a lot of time poring over the shelves and bins at the Half Price Books Records and Magazines chain. And with dozens of stores in 16 states, you may have been in one too.

But in addition to pre-loved books, LPs, CDs, DVDs, and cassettes and VCR tapes (remember those?) they carry an impressive amount of music imports mostly unavailable anywhere else in the U.S. Stuff that may make the music geek think in their heads (or say out loud) “Holy SHIT! I can’t believe I found this!”

The tasty aural offerings fall into three categories, and here are some cool recent finds of mine:

Proper
Box Sets, Anthologies, and Compilations
Some of the best examples of these items – especially for blues, jazz, folk, and country artists – come out of England’s Proper Records label. And whether it’s single (their “Introduction to” series) or multi-disc sets concentrating on one theme or artist, they are awesome in sound quality and usually include detailed liner note booklets.

One of my favorite recent buys was (for obvious reasons) Lightnin’ Hopkins: The Houston Hurricane. Covering recording dates from the years 1946-1955, it proves that, while many remember the suit, the shades, and the pompadour, it’s the urgent and unadorned country/city blues of Lightnin’ that is his sometimes overlooked legacy.

CSN
Live Concert Recordings on LPs
Due to often bizarre licensing agreements which might find, say, a whole series of Eric Clapton shows available in Japan but nowhere else, live albums that would never appear in the U.S. show up in other countries. And many of them are appearing strictly on vinyl to appease the newfound revival of the medium.

As a hardcore fan of Crosby, Stills, Nash (and sometimes Young), I was stoked to see this 2LP Live in L.A. offering from Holland’s BCD B.V. label. Capturing a 1982 L.A. show on the Daylight Again tour it (may) be the soundtrack recording from a videotaped show, judging from the album covers (though not the 1983 show from the tour in circulation and included on the DVD set CSN: The Collection). I also saw live sets from the label by other biggie classic rock artists and – like all the offerings mentioned in this column – were not used, but new and unopened.

IggyandSteely
Bootlegs and Unreleased Material
Ah, now here is the thing that makes music geeks cream themselves. And while their sound quality can range from crystal clear to fuzzily unlistenable, and the material was definitely acquired by, um, less-than-dubious sources, it’s the stuff that hardcore fans crave. And – increasingly in the CD age – comes beautifully packaged and with a quality that sixth-generation cassettes (remember those again?) and home computer-burned MP3s and CD can’t match.

One find was the 2CD Any World That I’m Welcome To credited to Steely Dan on England’s Delta Music label. But well before Donald Fagen and Walter Becker formed the group, they were songwriters-for-hire pitching their increasingly bizarre tunes while gigging as musicians for hire with Jay and the Americans.

This compilation features 30 of their demos, rough mixes, and Dan early takes with performances of both tunes the band never touched as well as early versions of “Caves of Altamira,” “Parker’s Band,” and “Barrytown.” And while the pair have uniformly denounced these tracks over the years (which have been out in many different forms), it a great insight into both the duo’s early songwriting abilities as well as their material’s development.

But the crown jewel of my recent Half Price Books find was Iggy and the Stooges’ Dirty Power from Argentina’s Music Brokers/Cleopatra labels. This 2CD set features unreleased songs, initial takes, and rehearsals from the Raw Power era of both songs which ended up on the record (“Search and Destroy,” “Gimme Danger,” “Death Trip,” and the title track among them), to ones that didn’t (“Scene of the Crime,” “I’m Sick of You,” “Head On,” and – yes! – “Cock in My Pocket”).

Also included are live cuts from earlier Stooges material, and raw mixes from Pop’s early solo efforts, including “China Girl” (which he co-wrote with David Bowie, though the latter had the hit), the semi-autobiographical “Dum Dum Boys,” and “Lust for Life” which took on a HUGE second life as the theme song for all those goddamn Royal Caribbean Cruse commercials. Though it was likely inspired by heroin use (Australian band Jet also lifted the guitar rhythm for their biggest hit “Are You Gonna Be My Girl?”).

So even if you think you have all the music by your favorite act, there is a world of other things to add to your collection out there. But you’ve got to look for it – though it’s easier today than ever before.

Note: OK, before you cynics out there ask (and believe me, I would too) the management of Half Price Books have nothing to do with this blog entry, nor have I been paid to write it. It’s just a fucking cool store. Search their inventory nationwide at www.hpb.com)

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A Classic Rock Happy Father’s Day!

copyright King Features

copyright King Features

It is every generation’s right to detest the music of their parents and…then later…detest the music of their children even more!

However, more than any other genre, classic rock seems to bridge this sonic divide. And no group is a bigger bridge builder than the Mighty Zep, as seen in this “Zits” comic by Jerry Scott and Jim Borgman, which often has music themes.

Rock on today, all you dads! And crank it up all the way to 9. After all – you don’t want to have too much hearing damage…

Read at more at http://www.zitscomics.com

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The Turtles’ Howard Kaylan on “Happy Together”

The Two-Headed Turtle Today - Mark Volman and Howard Kaylan. Courtesy of RockStar PR.

The Two-Headed Turtle Today – Mark Volman and Howard Kaylan. Courtesy of RockStar PR.

If Turtles are supposed to move slow – especially as they get older – than nobody told that to Howard Kaylan, lead vocalist for the ’60s band of the same name who had a string of hits with pop rock nuggets like “You Showed Me,” “She’d Rather Be With Me,” “You Baby,” “Elenore,” a cover of Dylan’s “It Ain’t Me Babe,” and – of course – “Happy Together.”

Kaylan is spending the summer fronting the 2013 Turtles on the “Happy Together” ’60s band package tour, and plans to write new music and fiction pieces.

He has also just released his autobiography, Shell Shocked, which starts with perhaps the most memorable intro of any rock book I’ve ever read: It’s 1969 and The Turtles, hired to play Tricia Nixon’s birthday party, are snorting lines of coke off Abe Lincoln’s desk in the White House. It gets weirder from there. And that’s before Kaylan and co-vocalist Mark Volman join Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention.

I recently interviewed Kaylan for a two-part profile in The Houston Press (You can read Part 1 and Part 2 here), and he told me that he knew immediately that “Happy Together” was going to be a smash hit.

ShellShocked

“I would say we knew from the first minute that we heard it played back in the studio that it would be the biggest record we ever made and a No. 1 song. And that’s pretty arrogant for two teenage mutant ninja Turtles!” Kaylan says of his and Volman’s initial reaction. “We had a few hits before, but we knew something was magical about that particular song.”

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Rush and Heart Lead Classic Rock Charge in Hall of Fame Ceremony

Rush finally gets their due: Neil Peart, Alex Lifeson, and Geddy Lee

Rush finally gets their due: Neil Peart, Alex Lifeson, and Geddy Lee

I finally had the chance to catch HBO’s highlight show from the 2013 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony. Now, I don’t need to raise my blood pressure by pondering why Donna Summer got in before Deep Purple, or how Public Enemy hijacked the show with their eye-rolling claims of importance, political grandstanding, and not one but two over-the-top inductors, so we’ll stick to the areas of classic rock…

Randy Newman opened the show with a buoyant version of his stinging valentine to the ceremony’s host city with “I Love L.A.” (fronting a not-to-shabby backing band that included Tom Petty, Jackson Browne, and John Fogerty). And if you only know Newman from “Short People,” you are robbing yourself of experiencing one of rock’s most wry and sardonic lyricists (and let’s hope this induction paves the way for Warren Zevon).

Friend and inductor Don Henley summed it up best when he said of Newman’s music after a recent Texas concert “When you can get 2,000 Texans to stand up and applaud a song like ‘Rednecks’ in a state that has elected Rick Perry three times in a row, you are a helluva artist.” The pair then performed a duet on Newman’s “I’m Dead and I Don’t Know It,” a biting piece about…aging rock stars.

John Mayer inducted blues great Albert King who – while not classic rock – did heavily influence players ranging from Jimi Hendrix and Eric Clapton to Stevie Ray Vaughan. And Mayer used his guitar and some sweet runs to show that link.

Classic Heart: Roger Fisher, Michael DeRosier, Steve Fossen, Nancy Wilson, Ann Wilson and Howard Leese.

Classic Heart: Roger Fisher, Michael DeRosier, Steve Fossen, Nancy Wilson, Ann Wilson, and Howard Leese.

I was most anticipating the induction of Heart, not for the sentiment, but to see how well co-leaders (and only current inductee members) Ann and Nancy Wilson would play with their fellow inductees from the band’s classic lineup, guitarists Roger Fisher and Howard Leese, bassist Steve Fossen, and drummer Michael DeRosier. As one of the better episodes of “Behind the Music” showed, the tangling business, bitterness, and romantic relations between the two divided sex factions have not been great, and there is still a lot of resentment.

But thankfully, there was no repeat of the times when John Fogerty, Elvis Costello, and Deborah Harry‘s pulled their Star Cards and refusing to play with former members of their groups with whom there was bad blood. So fans got to see the six rip through “Crazy On You,” before the current lineup – augmented by Pearl Jam’s Mike McCready and Alice in Chains’ Jerry Cantrell – did “Barracuda.”

Two observations about Ann Wilson: Fuck, she can still hit all those high notes. But what the hell was up with that huge black hat that covered the top half of her head??

That rumble that came toward the end of the ceremony, though, came from the Great White North as fans of Rush – who clearly bought most of the public tickets to the ceremony – made their presence known. Inducted by excited fanboys/Foo Fighters Dave Grohl (“When the fuck did Rush become cool?”) and Taylor Hawkins, the estimable prog rock trio of Geddy Lee, Neil Peart, and Alex Lifeson finally got their statues.

The band was humble and appreciative in their comments, and Lifeson’s acceptance speech – which consisted entirely of different inflections of the phrase “blah blah blah” – was hilarious, if best seen and not read about.

Grohl, Hawkins, and a drummer then emerged in full-on wigs and white silk kimonos to echo the ’70s era Rush (taking the joke of their earlier showing an infamous publicity still further) to play a bit of “2112”, before the real group took over for high-spirited takes on “Tom Sawyer” and “The Spirit of Radio.”

Who will make the final list of inductees for 2014? Let the guessing games begin…let’s just hope that Peart’s deep purple nose is a bit of foreshadowing…

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Ray Manzarek – R.I.P.

Ray Manzarek, 1939-2013

Ray Manzarek, 1939-2013

A quick note about the passing this week of Ray Manzarek, keyboardist for The Doors at age 74 from the just awful-sounding ailment of bile duct cancer.

For most Jim Morrison was and is the face/spirit/manifestation of the group with his stage presence, dark poetry, and “erotic politician” persona (just ask anyone to name another member). But it was actually Manzarek who is most responsible for the unique sound of the Doors.

It was his keyboard fills, runs, and solos – which could alternately sound like it was emanating from a carnival, a haunted house, a roadside juke joint, a Baroque cathedral, or the pits of Hell itself – that gave the group its sonic distinction.

Imagine if his instrument were wiped from songs like “Light My Fire,” “Five to One,” “Alabama Song,” “Riders on the Storm,” “Love Her Madly,” “Soul Kitchen” or much of their catalogue. And don’t forget he did double duty since the band had no bassist – playing bass chords with one hand and keys with the other.

The Doors: John Densmore, Robby Krieger, Ray Manzarek, and Jim Morrison

The Doors: John Densmore, Robby Krieger, Ray Manzarek, and Jim Morrison

Manzarek was also the #1 torch carrier for the group’s (and Morrison’s) legacy, waxing rhapsodically and enthusiastically about the Lizard King and the Promise of the ’60s in general for decades after the band ended with Morrison’s 1971 death.

We have no idea of Manzarek’s death will defrost the chilly relations between the surviving members, guitarist Robby Krieger and drummer John Densmore, who were locked in a legal battle – with Manzarek siding with Krieger – over the use of the Doors name for live concerts and commercial licensing of their music.

Densmore even just published a book about the case, The Doors Unhinged: Jim Morrison’s Legacy Goes on Trial.

I saw “The Doors of the 21st Century” live in 2003 with Manzarek, Krieger, and the Cult’s Ian Astbury on vocals here in Houston (where they also filmed a live DVD, L.A. Woman Live). And I must say…they were fucking good.

Not the same as having the original lineup, of course, but they did the music justice and probably sent a couple of hundred people to the record store (remember those?) the next week to buy Doors CDs.

I’ll also always remember Manzarek’s bemused smile while hunched over his instrument when the stage was flooded by audience members at the finale (including my buddy, Eric Slezak).

So when you think of the Doors, give Ray Manzarek his due.

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Rock and Roll Hall of…Shame?

Cleveland rocks!

Cleveland rocks!

I have not yet had the chance to watch HBO’s two-hour highlight show of the 2013 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony, honoring Rush, Heart, Donna Summer, Public Enemy, and Randy Newman, so that will be a separate post. (Though I do miss the years that FUSE showed the whole messy thing, uncut and live.)

It’s a familiar parlor game at this point to pile on the HOF and its nominating committee for who is not enshrined. A controversy that won’t die and came to a head this year when Rush got their long, LONG overdue nod.

Still, there’s a lot of names who have been spent too long in the waiting room. Consider this list of who is NOT in the Hall:

Bad Company
Blue Oyster Cult
Boz Scaggs
Cheap Trick
Chicago
Deep Purple
The Doobie Brothers
Foreigner
Grand Funk Railroad
Hall & Oates
Iron Maiden
Jethro Tull
Journey
Judas Priest
Peter Frampton
Steve Miller Band
Thin Lizzy
Three Dog Night
Todd Rundgren
War
Warren Zevon
Yes

Surprised? You should be. Maybe some of those slots have been taken over the years by inductees like these who ARE in:

Bobby Darin
Abba
Beastie Boys
Bobby Womack
Brenda Lee
Del Shannon
The Dells
Gene Pitney
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five
Jimmy Cliff
Laura Nyro
Leonard Cohen
Lloyd Price
Madonna
Miles Davis
Run DMC
Sex Pistols

Nothing against the artists above and, yes, I get that Rock and Roll is a melting pot of other musics. And I get that acts are eligible at different times. But it’s not the “General Music” Hall of Fame under that pointy pyramid in Cleveland.

Come on, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Let's make 2014 the year of the Purps!

Come on, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Let’s make 2014 the year of the Purps!

Likely, the story for the 2014 list will be whether or not Deep Purple – the most egregious exclusion – make the cut. And given the Hall’s seemingly predisposition to shun prog, hard rock, and heavy metal (which gets “That Metal Show” co-host/DJ Eddie Trunk fuming), it’s time for the Purps to get in – though it’s too bad keyboardist Jon Lord won’t be around to see it since his death last year.

So come on, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Let’s get some of these more-than deserving rockers on the roll!

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Rediscovering Some Old Friends…and Family Ties

The next thing I need to purchase, obviously, is a new camera...

The next thing I need to purchase, obviously, is a new camera…

It’s been an exciting week at Classic Rock Household with the arrival of the first new stereo system in more than a decade. What’s really cool about my $299 all-in-one contraption ordered online from Target is that I can finally have all of my various music media emanating from one place: Records, CDs, cassettes, AM/FM radio, satellite radio, and iPods.

But it’s the ability to play my collection of vinyl again that really has me stoked. I am of a vintage – 43  years old – where I absorbed all of my formative years of music in record and cassette formats, and I’m enjoying spinning 33s and 45s that in some cases haven’t been touched in close to 30 years.

Now, I’m not one of those vinyl-is-God music nerds, but I’ll be damned if it doesn’t actually sound better – even on a cheap system – than CDs. While I appreciate the clarity of sound and ability to skip tracks that CDs offer, there is something to be said for the deeper, richer, warmer sound that vinyl has.

Steve Perry really does wail higher on “Open Arms” and the Chi-Lites hearts are broken harder on “Have You Seen Her?” in their wax product.

Two of the first LPs I pulled out to play were Simon and Garfunkel‘s Greatest Hits and the BeatlesLove Songs – both out of print or never issued on CD. It was only later that I realized how both records had a connection to my past in a way I didn’t grasp when I put them on the turntable.

You see, my earliest musical influences had to be my parents, Classic Rock Bob Sr. and Classic Rock Donna. Our house (which was a very, very fine house…with two dogs in the yard…) was always filled with classic rock and the more pop music of the early ’60s.

Many a Sunday morning Dad would crank up the stereo – with its freakishly tall speakers by today’s comparison – to play his favorites: The Allman Brothers Band’s Live at Fillmore East; Boz ScaggsSilk Degrees; Dave Mason’s Let It Flow; Steely Dan’s Aja; Little Feat’s Waiting for Columbus, Crosby, Stills & Nash’s CSN; and the Steve Miller Band’s Book of Dreams among them. Then, Mom would take over with her Billy Joel discs – though I thought then, as I do now, that the cover to Piano Man is pretty fucking creepy.

Yeesh...he's like the Ghost of Long Island haunting your dreams...

Yeesh…he’s like the Ghost of Long Island haunting your dreams…

They also influenced the musical tastes of my brother and future musician, Classic Rock Jamie, tremendously. Even though we once had an argument about whose legacy would last longer: The Beatles or Def Leppard. I think I safely won that one.

The fact that I’ve gotten to interview, meet, and in some cases actually work with many of those artists in my career as a music journalist was icing on the cake. And one of the last great memories I had of my father was taking him to see Boz Scaggs – third row seats! (though a backstage snafu kept us from meeting him as pre-arranged).

But back to those records I chose. In August 1983, I was scheduled to attend my first ever concert, a Simon and Garfunkel reunion show at Houston’s Astrodome (never mind the incongruity of healing those delicate vocal harmonies in a closed roofed, cavernous sports stadium with wretched sound).

As my family and a friend piled into the van and drove down to the Dome, we saw that the long line of cars leading to the gate was being turned around. My heart leapt – something was wrong. It turns out that the show had been cancelled due to the threat of Hurricane Alicia. As we turned around to return home, I was crestfallen.

But the next day after I returned home from school, I found a copy of Greatest Hits on my bed. Mom had gone to a record store during the day and picked it up. “I know it’s not the same as going to a show,” she told me, “but I hope it makes you feel better.”

It sure did. And so did that copy of the double LP Love Songs she got me as a Valentine’s Day present a couple of years earlier when she heard me bemoaning that I didn’t have a girlfriend…in junior high. Ah, the tragedy of youth..

So I’ll be spending a lot more time revisiting my vinyl friends – some from my parents’ collection, some that I played over and over again in that bedroom on Summergate Dr. – and hearing them just like I used to.

And thanks, Mom and Dad, for helping to mold my musical growth…among everything else. I’ll remember you both when the needle drops. You rock!

MD

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The Wall of Sound a Bit Crumbly for HBO’s “Phil Spector”

Helen Mirren as defense attorney Linda Kenney Baden and Al Pacino as Phi Spector.

Helen Mirren as defense attorney Linda Kenney Baden and Al Pacino as Phil Spector.

It seemed like a good idea on paper. A TV movie about the Phil Spector murder trial penned by David Mamet with Al Pacino as the mercurial producer and Helen Mirren as his defense attorney. How could it miss? Well, I was a bit underwhelmed with last night’s screening of Phil Spector.

“This is a work of fiction, it is not ‘based on a true story.'” Mamet’s title card tells us. And going in, I knew this was not going to be a straight docudrama or musical bio of the architect of the Wall of Sound and all of his hits and famous clients (The Ronettes, The Crystals, Ike & Tina Turner, The Righteous Brothers, The Beatles solo and as a group). In fact, musically, we hear only snippets of tracks like “You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’,” “Be My Baby,” and “He’s a Rebel.”

I thought that Pacino did a more than credible job of channeling Spector – for once his scenery chewing worked to his advantage – and even humanizing a man who, surrounded by people and tons of stuff in his bizarre “castle,” still manages to come across as the loneliest guy in the world. Unfortunately, Mamet’s script gives Mirren little to do but look alternately tired, awed, or like Mother Confessor as Pacino’s spins his wildness.

Real Phil (left) and Pacino Phil.

There is a big laugh when Baden questions Spector’s bizarre choices for, um, hairpieces, Pacino bellows “A lot of people think they’re wigs. That’s called prejudice!” Also kudos to the tiny details like having well-known photos of Spector – but reshot with Pacino – appearing on posters and book covers in the set.

But overall, the foregone plot just kind of limped along, reducing it to essentially a two person play with Mirren and Pacino. And just when things get good – Spector blowing up during a mock trial and Baden questioning whether to put him on the stand at all – it ends abruptly.

Much has been written about Mamet’s sympathetic portrait or Spector – which has been severely criticized by Clarkson’s family – and his highlighting of the questionable evidence presented at the first trial which resulted in a mistrial due to a hung jury (just why did blood not spatter all over Spector’s jacket if he pulled the trigger on Lana Clarkson so close?) as well as the theory that Spector could not get a fair trial because people were still pissed off about the O.J Simpson verdict.

Ironically, Spector’s wife Rachel has also gone on record as saying Mamet’s portrayal of her husband is not accurate either.

And I’ll admit, some of the points did make me question the guilty outcome of the second trail (or at least the “beyond a reasonable doubt” bit), for which 73-year-old Spector is now behind bars in California, probably for the rest of his life.

There is a telling moment toward the beginning when Baden takes the case and holds up both a 45 record and that little yellow insert that allows it to be played on a 33 stereo and asks a young law associate what the objects are. When he cannot identify them, she knows that she may as well be defending Mussolini or Genghis Khan or some other distant historical figure from the past for all the name “Phil Spector” must have meant in 2007, decades after his hitmaking days.

“Being weird is not a crime” one character notes during the movie. And whether Spector’s weirdness and wigs and past helped to convict him of murder is something music and legal students will probably debate for years – though ultimately, it’s the music will outlast it all.

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