Categories
Tunes

100 best covers: #31 A.C. Newman “Take on me”

<< #32    |    #30 >>

If you’ve been following along with this list, as I know a bunch of you might be, you’d know that I came across a bunch of the covers on this list by way of compilation albums, many of which placed focus on cover songs. I had a bunch of these on my CD shelves before I started culling my collection and a good portion of them were tracked down in the mid- to late- 2000s. I was definitely on a cover kick in those days. So that would explain why I had a disc purchased from a Starbucks location on my shelves, an impulse buy*, after examining the track listing.

Starbucks actually produced a whole series of these “Sweetheart” compilations from the mid-2000s to the mid-2010s. Often released just in time for Valentine’s Day on certain years, they were billed as collections of their “favourite artists” covering their own personal “favourite love songs”. The only one I bought (or even heard) was released in 2009 and was listened to in full only once or twice, though I did rip it to mp3 and keep it for the playback of certain songs that tickled my fancy.

The cover of A-Ha’s ubiquitous 80s classic “Take on me” by The New Pornographers’ frontman Carl Newman (aka A.C. Newman) was one of these.

The original version got a passing mention on these pages a couple of months ago when another single from that massive debut album, “Hunting high and low”, appeared on my Eighties best 100 list. And well, I would say that “Take on me” doesn’t really need any further introduction to anyone with a passing knowledge 80s New Wave. So I won’t go much further into the magnificent, synth pop epic A-Ha number here.

If I had to guess, I’d say that Newman likely recorded this cover around the same time and maybe during the same sessions in which he recorded his second solo album, “Get guilty”. It feels like it was recorded as a shadowy, half-remembered dream of the original. Newman strumming and banging away on his acoustic and singing into his mike, a mirror, his teenaged self smiling back at himself, singing a song he knew better than the backs of both hands, doing his best impression of Morton Harket, belting out those proclamations of love. He surrounds himself with smoky synth washes and every once in a while, that inescapable arpeggiating melody peeks out.

Such a fantastic cover. It’s very different but pays homage to the original, not trying to surpass it but to lift it up closer to the light. It’s hard to call it better but I can’t help but prefer it.

Cover:

Original:

 

*Yeah, those impulse racks do work on suckers like me.

For the rest of the 100 best covers list, click here.

Categories
Live music galleries

Live music galleries: Colter Wall [2018]

(I got the idea for this series while sifting through the ‘piles’ of digital photos on my laptop. It occurred to me to share some of these great pics from some of my favourite concert sets from time to time. Until I get around to the next one, I invite you to peruse my ever-growing list of concerts page.)

Colter Wall and his band performing at CityFolk September 2018

Artist: Colter Wall
When: September 16th, 2018
Where: CityFolk Festival, Lansdowne Park, Ottawa
Context: Ottawa’s CityFolk festival wrapped up for another year just a couple of days ago. It’s been six years since I’ve attended any of its shows and seven since I bought a full festival pass but this year’s lineup was so impressive I definitely would have pulled the trigger on one had I been able to attend. Much like its sister festival, Ottawa Bluesfest, CityFolk* has allowed me to see a litany of great acts over the years. Back in 2018, I hadn’t yet heard of Colter Wall, a Saskatchewan born country/folk singer/songwriter, but I made sure to catch his set based on a recommendation from my youngest sibling Emma. Wall blew into town with his touring band**, the self-proclaimed “Scary Prairie Boys”, and breathed a whole different life into a selection of tunes from his first two records. Wall was but twenty-three years old at the time but his deep gruff baritone made him sound thrice that age. And man, was it something powerful live. Even if you’re not a fan of dust and tumbleweed old country, I’d recommend giving Colter Wall a go. He blew the doors off everyone who showed up early for his set and I ended up buying both of his first records on vinyl soon after.
Point of reference song: Wild Bill Hickok

Colter Wall at the microphone
Jason Simpson on the bass
Patrick Lyons on the pedal steel
Jordan Solly Levine beating the skins
Jake Groves resting his harmonica
Colter Wall and Jordan Solly Levine
Patrick Lyons and Jake Groves
Jason Simpson having a wobbly pop
Colter and Jason and Jake, oh my…

*Previously known as Ottawa Folk Festival.

**Seven years ago tonight.

Categories
Tunes

Best tunes of 2003: #8 David Bowie “Days”

<< #9    |    #7 >>

We’re pretty sure it was Victoria’s idea. It sounds like something she might have come up with and has definitely had similar ideas a few times during our many years together.

She surprised me one day early in 2004 by asking if I would be interested in seeing David Bowie in concert. Neither of us could tell you how she heard that he was coming to town on his latest tour and playing the arena out in Kanata that used to be called the Corel Centre, but perhaps she heard mention of it on the radio. Of course, I was always game to see live music, but even more so if it was an artist I enjoyed. And though I honestly had never considered seeing Bowie live before, was really only casual fan at that point, knowing his hits and appreciating his contributions to modern music, I was most definitely in. Victoria invited a new friend from work, Eileen, who we are still friends with today, and her husband Tom* and we made a night of it, heading out for dinner first, at Johnny Farina’s on Elgin Street for pizza.

It was such a great night. Memorable in so many ways. It was probably our first trip out to Kanata, not knowing that we would buy a house spitting distance from the arena a handful of years later. We were introduced to The Polyphonic Spree, the 24 member psychedelic symphony led by sometime Tripping Daisy frontman, Tim DeLaughter, because we managed to get to the arena early enough to our seats to catch the lion’s share of their opening set. And of course, the biggest highlight was seeing Bowie himself, performing live on his last ever tour, a set representative of the many phases of his storied career. He made an even bigger fan out of me and played a whole bunch of tunes that Victoria didn’t know she knew and definitely didn’t know he wrote and performed.

I mention all this because this particular night is the sole reason “Days” ever came to my attention and has found itself at the number eight position on this list of my favourite tunes of 2003.

As I started doing at some point, possibly with this very concert, I wanted to ensure I was prepared for the show, beyond the best of compilation I already had in my compact disc collection. I borrowed a handful of Bowie’s more recent albums, including 2002’s “Heathen” and 2003’s “Reality”, from the Ottawa Public Library to familiarize myself with them and was pleasantly surprised at how easily I connected. There were, of course, a bunch of early standouts: “Slip away” and “Everyone says ‘hi’” from the former and “Never get old” and this one, “Days” from the latter, most which he performed at the concert.

“All you gave
You gave for free
I gave nothing in return
And there’s little left of me”

Track seven on David Bowie’s twenty-fourth studio album is steeped in themes of mortality, as are most of the songs of “Reality”. It’s so much self-reflection and realization, feelings of regret, like he’s looking back at his life and all the women he’s loved and lost, all the wrongs he wishes he could right. It begins with a lackadaisical bongo beat, synth washes, and expansive acoustic strums. Once the song kicks in to a higher gear after the first chorus, some alien percussive keys take over, all atmospheric and gossamer light. There’s so many layers of synths, like an alien angel choir, and Bowie is leading it all with that inimitable voice, layers upon layers to peel away, like the pages on a day calendar.

And looking back at this song, this night, those memories, twenty years later, I feel like I can better pick up what David Bowie is laying down.

*Who is sadly no longer with us.

For the rest of the Best tunes of 2003 list, click here.