Published on Oct 7, 2002
You know, CDs like this are why it’s always a trip to visit my
mailbox.
I didn’t request this CD. I’m not even sure where it came from,
to be frank. But it showed up in my mail (along with a couple of
other reggae CDs that may show up some time later here on the old
DV), I looked at it, shrugged, went ‘what the hell?’ and popped it
into the CD player. I don’t know reggae from Gregorian chants, I’m
a white guy who lives in Indiana, but I firmly believe in being
adventurous now and then.
Surprisingly,
Here Comes The Sun isn’t too damn bad. It’s not something I
would listen to every day, but it was a nice change from my normal
diet of progressive rock, ’80s pop, and roots acoustic music.
Reggae has the advantage of being catchy, and if you mix it with
Beatles tunes (which are catchy in and of themselves; those Number
One hits weren’t accidents) you get something highly
listenable.
For being a small-label release, the production and engineering
is fine. (I consider it a sign of civilization that more and more,
it’s becoming hard to find a bad-sounding CD. Badly performed, yes.
Bad sounding, no.) The liner notes are non-existent; I would have
liked to have known more about who these artists were. (I can
recognize Bob Marley and Peter Tosh. That’s about it, folks, and
neither of them were represented on this CD, so I was out of my
depth.)
There are some really good tracks on this CD, though.
Lehbanchleh’s version of “Something” was really delightful, as was
Steel Pulse’s “We Can Work It Out”. Hugh J’s take on “She Loves
You” turned it into a completely different song, in and of itself
quite an achievement. Chalice added serene depth to “Imagine”,
Wayne Armond turned “Norwegian Wood” into something more upbeat,
and Fiona’s version of “Let It Be” was surprisingly original. (I
found it astonishing how much of a change a female vocalist was.)
As a matter of fact,
Here Comes The Sun does what few tribute CDs manage; it
honors the original songs while still doing something different
with them. Great cover songs aren’t note for note; they do
something new with the song while still honoring the original
intention. (Maybe it’s time for that “My Ten Favorite Cover
Versions” feature. Hmn.)
In final summary, even a couple of weak tracks (I wasn’t crazy
about Toots and the Maytals’ “Hey Jude” or Mello’s “In My Life”)
can’t ruin the fact that
Here Comes The Sun is a lot of fun. Check it out.