Published on Nov 25, 1999
Since I’ve already reviewed
Younger Than Yesterday and
Turn! Turn! Turn!, two of the Byrds’ first four albums, it
seems logical to go ahead and complete the circle, and give the
lowdown on the other two. Thus, today I’ll look at
Fifth Dimension, the Byrds’ third LP, and a review of their
freshman effort,
Mr. Tambourine Man, is forthcoming.
There is an interesting dichotomy on these early Byrds records.
There are long stretches of perfectly inspired, groundbreaking, and
lovely material, interrupted cruelly by seemingly half-thought-out
pieces that prevent the albums from working together as a cohesive
whole. (Unfortunately, the first Byrds records that remained
consistent all the way through would be the two that followed the
disintegration of the “classic” lineup –
The Notorious Byrd Brothers and
Sweetheart Of The Rodeo.)
Fifth Dimension stands comfortably beside the Beatles’
Revolver as good examples of psychedelic pop. The title cut,
a Roger McGuinn original that either describes either the pleasures
of an acid trip or Einstein’s theory of relativity (!), leads off
the record nicely, setting up an ear-pleasing sonic palette of
soaring harmonies, raga- and Coltrane-influenced 12-string guitar ,
and a spacey, dreamy ambience. “Wild Mountain Thyme” is an old
Scottish ballad that gets the Byrds treatment, and this lovely tune
is augmented by beautiful string washes.
After two rather wistful, slow-paced tunes, the bouncy,
country-influenced “Mr. Spaceman” and the pounding, jazzy “I See
You” come crashing in. “Mr. Spaceman” is a bit of fun, with a happy
McGuinn melody and characteristically optimistic lyrics, here
regarding the possibility of other-worldly intelligence. A bit
light, perhaps, but a fun song nonetheless. The latter is heavily
jazz-inspired, beginning the trend of unique angular soloing by
McGuinn on the 12-string, in a style he has not often returned to
since. Equally notable here are David Crosby’s stirling harmony
vocals (as always), and Michael Clarke’s surprisingly aggressive
drumming. Crosby’s “What’s Happening?!?!” follows, another good
original, very much in the vein of later compositions like
“Everybody’s Been Burned”. A good song, but nowhere near the
quality of the first four tracks.
“I Come And Stand At Every Door” is a truly haunting dirge – the
story of a young child killed at Hiroshima. It’s a bit grotesque
and heavy on the pathos, but McGuinn’s delivery saves it. The
second side just ups the ante, with the power and majesty of “Eight
Miles High”, perhaps the group’s best song ever. From the pounding,
insistent rhythm section to McGuinn’s truly astounding Coltrane
impression on the 12-string, this is a quintessential Byrds
instrumental track. Then add the Clark-Crosby-McGuinn harmonies
(“Eight Miles High” was recorded before Clark left the group) and
you have an exceptional song, one of the most important and
influential of the entire decade.
The Byrds’ up-tempo version of “Hey Joe” follows (yes, the track
made famous by Jimi Hendrix), with Crosby belting out the lyrics
over some angular soloing by McGuinn and a rather “funky” Hillman
bassline. While not as good as Hendrix’s version (but few songs
are), it’s a lot of fun to sing along with and is actually pretty
solid.
The rest of the album takes a bit of a step down. A long and
mostly boring R&B instrumental called “Captain Soul” occupies
the next slot, and the album comes to a close with the oddity
“2-4-2 Waltz (The Lear Jet Song)”, with Byrds harmonies sharing
space with the sounds of the aircraft mentioned in the title.
Sandwiched between these two shaky tracks, however, is the truly
amazing “John Riley”, another great folk tune augmented with
powerful strings and signature Byrds harmonies. A forgotten
classic, often overlooked, that stands comfortably among the
group’s best tunes.
As with all the recent reissues, we’re treated to a handful of
bonus tracks, including another, rawer version of “Eight Miles
High”, and two versions of an excellent fast-paced raga-rock number
called “Why” that was the “Eight Miles High” B-side. In addition,
there’s a fun rocking “I Know My Rider” and Crosby’s trippy
“Psychodrama City”. The fact that any of these bonus tracks could
be added to the album with no loss in quality is astounding – and
at least three of them (“Rider”, “Psychodrama” and “Why”) are
actually superior to some of the cuts on the record (specifically,
“Captain Soul”, “2-4-2 Waltz” and “What’s Happening”).
This is a classic of American pop, and I think most music fans
who check it out will enjoy it, especially if you’re a fan of
harmony vocals and more “out-there” rock instrumental styles worked
into the pop song format. Make sure you get the reissue with the
bonus tracks, however, as it is far superior in terms of quality
and sound.