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Song of the Week Revisited – Walk Away Renee & Pretty Ballerina, The Left Banke
I learned today that Michael Brown, the initial creative force behind The Left Banke, has passed away at the young age of 65. The post below was originally published by me on April 24, 2010.
IGNORED OBSCURED RESTORED
Women have been the inspiration of love songs for as long as there’s been music. In rock music, Pattie Boyd must hold the record as the most important subject of love songs. As the wife to both George Harrison and later Eric Clapton, she is credited as the inspiration for Harrison’s “Something”, “For You Blue” and “Isn’t It a Pity”, as well as Clapton’s “Layla”, “Bell Bottom Blues” and “Wonderful Tonight”. Not a bad collection of songs.
Some would argue the next most important woman in pop songs is Renee Fladen. Renee Fladen? Who the hell is Renee Fladen? She happens to be the inspiration of today’s songs of the week, the Left Banke’s “Walk Away Renee” and “Pretty Ballerina”. Both were top 40 hits in the mid 60s in the genre that became known as Baroque pop or “Baroque and Roll”. (A third song, “She May Call You Up Tonight” was also written about Renee.) But back to Renee.
In an article I found on the internet, writer Tom Simon tells the story like this:
Violinist Harry Lookofsky owned a small storefront recording studio in New York City that he called World United Studios. In 1965, he gave a set of keys to his 16-year-old son, Mike Brown [real name: Mike Lookofsky], who helped out by cleaning up and occasionally sitting in as a session pianist. Mike began bringing in his teenage friends who tinkered with drums, guitars, amplifiers, the Steinway piano, and anything else they might find. Except for Mike, who had a background in classical piano, none of them were top musicians. But they could sing, especially one guy named Steve Martin.
By 1966 they started to call themselves the Left Banke. In addition to Mike and Steve, they included Rick Brand on lead guitar, Tom Finn on bass, and drummer George Cameron. Finn brought his girlfriend to the studio one day when the group had assembled for a practice session. She was a 5′ 6″ teenager with platinum blond hair. Mike Brown was infatuated with her the instant he saw her. Her name was Renee Fladen.
The group had begun recording songs, and Harry was particularly impressed with Steve Martin’s voice. Mike wrote a song about Renee. Although there was never anything between the two, Mike was fascinated by her and pictured himself standing at the corner of Hampton and Falmouth Avenues in Brooklyn with Renee, beneath the “One Way” sign. In his fantasy, he was telling her to walk away.
Harry played all the string parts on the Left Banke record Walk Away Renee. With Mike on the harpsichord and Steve Martin’s strong vocal performance, the song was a good one with a different type of sound to it. It came to be known as baroque rock, a style of music that included songs such as the Yardbirds’ For Your Love.
Harry took the song to ten different record companies before Smash Records picked it up. It entered the pop charts in the Fall of 1966 and remained there for ten weeks, peaking at number five. Early the next year the Left Banke followed up with another song written by Mike Brown called Pretty Ballerina, and it reached number fifteen…
As for Renee, she moved to Boston with her family shortly after the Left Banke recorded Walk Away Renee, and no one in the group ever saw her again.
Well, the last sentence may not be entirely true. In 2003, rock journalist Dawn Eden claimed to identify a San Francisco Bay Area classical singer and vocal teacher, Renee Fladen-Kamm as the long lost “Walk Away Renee.” Fladen-Kamm was also in a medieval English music ensemble called The Sherwood Consort. But she isn’t talking, so no one can confirm that she is in fact the Left Banke’s Renee.
In the 70s, Brown went on to form the Stories of “Brother Louie” fame, though Brown didn’t write the then controversial song about a white guy dating a black woman. A different Brown (Errol) wrote it.
Enjoy… until next week.
Night Music: Blind Faith, “Had To Cry Today”
Was surprised to learn today, during the Gathering of the Remnants (illustration above), that Steve really didn’t know the Blind Faith album.
I kind of stupidly said that the riffage in this song is akin to the riffage in Led Zeppelin’s Black Dog. Nope. But I will not surrender the right to think that both are working off the same template. But the outcomes are different. And the album version is much tighter and dynamic than this perfectly fine live (but live) version.
Lunch Break: Yo La Tengo, “I Heard You Looking”
It is Tout Wars Week, as Peter so aptly documented, meaning the core Remnants will be in Manhattan through the weekend, playing, drafting, drinking, eating, smoking and goofing off together (though technically, Spring will attack us all sometime on Saturday, leaving the Winter of 2015 behind).
It is great, so in honor of this, here is my favorite New York band (ok, so they are from Jersey), with a tune I hope Steve, who is riff oriented, likes.
This song is an instrumental, just based upon one very simple arpeggio. And, it builds and takes off like fire to become this oddly dissonant and yet beautiful tour de force number.
BTW, all the Tout activities are open to the public. Go to ToutWars.com for the itinerary and details.
Gathering of the Remnants, Winter 2015
Night Music: Chin Chin, “Da Doo Ron Ron/My Boy Lollipop”
I fell in love with the early 80s Swiss band Chin Chin a couple months ago, based on their fine album, Sound of the Westway. But you’ve surely read my rantings here, here, here, and here.
It was only after actually downloading the entire album (I would have bought it if it was available), I learned that the gals’ first recording was my nominee for greatest song of the rock era. The Crystals Da Doo Ron Ron, of which I’d only posted the Searchers version here previously.
Chin Chin’s version clearly understands how great this song is, but it isn’t a full statement. They weren’t really a band when they recorded it. It’s thrown off the way the Sex Pistols tossed off Roadrunner in their first meeting. Songs they all knew and liked. On different scales, portentous.
Steveslist: Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers, “Even the Losers”
Another Steve Gardner fave, mostly based upon the wonderful tone invoked by Mike Campbell as the Heartbreakers axe-man channels Chuck Berry.
I was a huge fan of this band (seen them ten times) based upon fine lyrics (by Petty) and such a tight and clean sound of the band. In this cut, listen to Stan Lynch and his stellar drumming, in particular, though again not at the expense of Campbell’s fantastic guitar sound.
Damn the Torpedoes was the bands third album, BTW, and in my view, that is the one that seals the deal for a new and promising band. In this instance, the deal was closed with profit and great riffs for all.
Breakfast Blend: 1967
I’m not sure how simultaneous these songs were, but both were soundtracks to my overworked (by pop) ideas of love, in 1967. I was 11.
My goodness.
Night Music: The Housemartins, “The People Who Grinned Themselves to Death”
I don’t know how I got into this band, but for me it started with this song, which is power chorded and groovy. It gets a little close to 80s pop, but it breaks many of the rules. And, the lyrics are aggressively nice and aggressive, personal and political. They’re hard to pin down, though it’s clear they don’t like the Queen. They may like Jesus. Or not. Either’s fine.
The band had a slogan, which I’m sure was attractive to me: Take Jesus – Take Marx – Take Hope
I remember buying this album at the record store at 86th Street and Lexington Ave, maybe a Tower, because I liked this song.
The Housemartins later split into two bands. Fatboy Slim became a hip hop artist and DJ who also, in the meantime, had an excellent band called Beats International, and also, later, collaborated with David Byrne on the Broadway musical “Here Lies Love,” while Neal Paul Heaton and the rest of the Housemartins became a band called Beautiful South, which makes nice sounds, but is very easy listening for my taste.
But together they did this goofy hybrid:
Baby Baby Don’t Forget We’re Gonna Rock Till We’re Soaking Wet
My son Gene posted this on youtube yesterday. I hadn’t heard it in a long time and it occurred to me that THIS IS THE SHIT. Very few cared though.
