Working into the wee hours, gathering up promo material for my upcoming stretch of CD publicity. In the corner of the room, my TV was keeping a low profile. Oregon Public Broadcasting pledge drive. (I don’t have cable.)
Suddenly, a Pretenders concert comes on. The great Chrissie Hynde. Wow! I forgot how perfect this band was/is. One of the few 80′s bands that I could get into.
Sometimes these older bands, reunited, playing their old hits, seem utterly insipid. No matter how edgy and rockin’ they were in their heyday. And on Public Television, no less! Middle-aged band. Middle-age audience. Middle-age music that some might affectionately refer to as “oldies,” underscoring the degree to which rock-n-roll rebellion has become a family-friendly institution. (Witness the proliferation of Rock School.)
Some certain reunion concerts… Well, they seem to be merely reminiscing with their audience. It’s enjoyable enough… but…. ah… you know what I mean.
But The Pretenders are “special.” (Pardon the indulgence.) Especially Chrissie Hynde and her longtime drummer Martin Chambers. (“The greatest rock drummer in the world,” she plainly announces.) Aggressive and perfect execution, whose flawlessness heightens the intensity instead of diminishing it. They make it look easy without coming off like generic back-up band hirelings
Think of Chrissie as Tom Petty’s spiritual sister. With all the straight forward, no-bullshit rock dignity, but more mystery, and an utterly un-manipulative sexuality. Three songs in, the sweat was streaking her mascara down her cheeks. How she could look so raw like that and still be glamorous…
One of things that’s easy to miss with this band, is how sophisticated the composition is. “Back on the Chain Gang,” “Talk of the Town,” “Don’t Get Me Wrong,” “Show Me.” The straight forward heartland rock & pop delivery disguises Beatles-like complexity. Some of these songs are difficult to learn by ear. I’ve been covering “Brass in Pocket” for years, and there’s a couple of chords I still don’t have right. (That’s the “Special” song. And I am stubborn; I will not learn songs by reading tablature off the internet. The cadences and harmonies have to resonant in my blood, or they’re not worth playing. If it means that I inadvertently play different chords than the author herself wrote–so be it, as long as I can get myself fully into the song. I mean no offense.)
If you want to see my version of “Brass,” click here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ctSNtOpMvI
In closing, here are my top 5 80′s songs:
Red Hill Town (U2)
Coming Up Close (‘Til Tuesday)
Don’t Dream It’s Over (Crowded House)
Brass in Pocket (Pretenders)
Don’t Give Up (Peter Gabriel & Kate Bush)