Whats the greatest 60s album

[hippifried]

Just gotta love brilliant lyrics.
He could be poet lauriat if he wasn't canadian.

[Stavros]

This book -reviewed in the NYT- attempts to identify the Wrecking Crew who actually played the instruments on many of those 1960s albums, one reason among many why the Beach Boys were so poor, I had the misfortune of seeing them live at the time and was not impressed. Not sure if it was such a secret, eg Eric Clapton playing the guitar on Sgt Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band, etc etc

February 19, 2012
Rockers With Low Profiles and Perfect Timing

By JANET MASLIN

THE WRECKING CREW


The Inside Story of Rock and Roll’s Best-Kept Secret


By Kent Hartman
Illustrated. 292 pages. Thomas Dunne Books/St. Martin’s Press. $25.99.




The recent Grammy Awards featured separate segments honoring the long careers of the Beach Boys and Glen Campbell. The show didn’t mention that Mr. Campbell toured and played as a Beach Boy in the mid-1960s, before the start of his solo career. In those days Mr. Campbell was one of the all-purpose studio musicians who were loosely known as the Wrecking Crew. They are the subject of Kent Hartman’s nostalgic, book-length hagiography, which has the glib but potent excitement of a collection of greatest hits.
The Wrecking Crew was not supposed to attract attention. Groups like the Beach Boys, the Byrds, the Monkees and many others didn’t care to point out why they sounded so much better on records than on the road. But Wrecking Crew members could work miracles, like the time when, with only three minutes’ worth of studio time allotted them, they played a first-take, no-glitch version of “The Little Old Lady From Pasadena.” As Roy Halee, Simon and Garfunkel’s engineer and co-producer, once said of a top Wrecking Crew bassist: “You never have to stop the tape because of a mistake by Joe Osborn. There just aren’t any.”
Hal Blaine, who justifiably calls himself “10 of Your Favorite Drummers” on his Web site and played his drums at the bottom of an elevator shaft for Simon and Garfunkel’s “Boxer,” claims to have to come up with the Wrecking Crew’s name. Musicians like Mr. Blaine showed up in Los Angeles in the early 1960s, were put on the map by Phil Spector (Mr. Blaine plays the ace drumbeats that kick off “Be My Baby”), were appropriated by Brian Wilson for the Beach Boys’ “Pet Sounds” and became hotly in demand. Old-school session players complained that these guys (and one woman, Carol Kaye, who played guitar as a stealth Beach Girl) were wrecking the business for everyone else.
Mr. Blaine’s timing was perfect and not only when it came to percussion. He and other Wrecking Crew regulars made their mark in an era when Top 40 singles really mattered, and rock acts sometimes became famous before they could actually play. “The Wrecking Crew” cites a Byrds recording session for “Mr. Tambourine Man” when every Byrd except one — Roger McGuinn, then still known as Jim — was kicked out of the studio so that better musicians could fill in.
There is no success story too corny for Mr. Hartman. And most of his book’s chapters follow the same pattern. Along comes a young, little-known aspiring musician like the teenage piano player and songwriter who had such a run of luck beginning in 1966. This kid was brought into a Wrecking Crew-populated studio by Johnny Rivers, who had his own record label. (The Wrecker Larry Knechtel played killer piano on Mr. Rivers’s version of “Rockin’ Pneumonia and the Boogie Woogie Flu.”) Then Mr. Rivers introduced him.
“Everybody, this is Jimmy Webb, the songwriter I’ve been telling you about,” Mr. Rivers supposedly said. The musicians were skeptical, but they played the kid’s “By the Time I Get to Phoenix” anyway. Later Mr. Campbell, still a studio player, found a copy of the recording and decided to give it a spin. “What could it hurt?” Mr. Hartman writes, imagining the thoughts of Mr. Campbell.. “Didn’t they used to say back home that a stone unturned is opportunity lost?”
Mr. Campbell played the song and became a solo star. Mr. Webb kept writing, and in the Grammy lineup for 1967 two of his songs won high honors. Mr. Hartman cites him as the year’s big winner: bigger than the Beatles, with “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.” Mr. Hartman uses awards and chart standings as his main measures of success.
“The Wrecking Crew” is so Los Angeles-centric that the British Invasion barely registers. And although Mr. Hartman makes respectful note that outfits like Motown’s Funk Brothers (the subject of the rousing documentary “Standing in the Shadows of Motown”) were performing similar unsung heroics in other music meccas, his focus is simple and narrow. “The next time you listen to some of your favorite groups from the ’60s, please don’t be upset,” he cautions. “I never knew it was really the Wrecking Crew either.”
Among the jukebox triumphs that are celebrated here are “Limbo Rock,” a song so simple that Billy Strange, who wrote the music and called it “just about the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard,” was surprised to receive royalties for it; “The Beat Goes On,” the Sonny and Cher one-chord wonder that was such a bore for musicians to play; “River Deep, Mountain High,” with a Phil Spector Wall of Sound so messy that Wrecking Crew members hated being drowned out by it; and “Eve of Destruction,” which wound up on the radio before its singer, Barry McGuire, could do an adequate vocal. “Eve of Destruction” was a big hit in its own right, but it becomes even bigger when Mr. Hartman explains how it brought Lou Adler, the producer, together with four of his impecunious unknown friends: the Mamas and the Papas. Their records show off Wrecking Crew professionalism at its best.
For all Mr. Hartman’s efforts to clarify the mysteries of which musicians played on which records, the subject remains confusing. The Wrecking Crew was informal and had many members. Stars of the Wrecking Crew played on so many songs that they themselves haven’t all kept close track. It would take a whole other book to trace their individual trajectories. (There are other books. Mr. Hartman draws heavily on volumes about both Mr. Blaine and Mr. Spector.) But “The Wrecking Crew” does its job of commemorating studio heroics. It makes good music sound better.

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/02/20/bo...gewanted=print

[Prospero]

I am not sure you're right about Eric Clapton being on Sgt Pepper. He certainly played on the White Album though - his being the guitar sol that powers the Harrison song "While my Guitar Gently Weeps" and George returned the credit on the Cream song "Badge" where he was credited as L'angelo Misterioso. Never ever seen any claims or rumours that Clapton was on Pepper.

[Stavros]

Yes indeed, I got the wrong album.

[JenniferParisHusband]

Since the rules have changed and it's now best songs rather than albums, I think I need to agree with an earlier post, not enough Motown represented here.



And one of the greatest bass riffs ever...

[buttslinger]

You youngn's need to get any school yearbook from 1962 to understand why critics call Sgt. Pepper's THE pivotal album of the 60s. They changed the face of the world.

Special shoutout to Hendrix and Clapton, Dylan and the Dead.

My fave love song: laughed at by Zappa for it's cretin simplicity, "Fountain of Love"