George Starostin's Reviews

 SIMON & GARFUNKEL

"Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind"

General Rating: 2

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Introduction

The greatest American folk duet of all time, Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel never seem to have a chance to become my personal cup of tea, but, nevertheless, my respect for them and adoration for some of their music is tremendous. The first one of them could turn out a great song, and the second one could really sing it (although it did not seem to work vice versa: Simon's singing abilities are just OK, and Garfunkel couldn't put two chords together, at least as far as I know). Taken together, it worked, though, and even if they never made a revolution in folk like colleague Bob Dylan, who cares? They did some good music.
And do not think that one acoustic guitar was all they used. Nah. They could rock on as well, having acquired that fat old electric sound already back in 1965. Well, perhaps 'rock on' is a bit too strong an expression to use in their case. Unlike Bob, they never seemed to feel exactly at home with the electric guitars. Bob's decision to go electric was a carefully thought out, elaborately executed plan; Simon & Garfunkel decided to go electric only after an electric re-arrangement of their timeless classic, 'Sounds Of Silence', which they had nothing to do with, hit the big time. And throughout the next four years, electric arrangements were mostly used sparsely: a bit more in 1965, a bit less since then. Even so, they did enough 'rocking' stuff to earn themselves a place in the Rock'n'Roll Hall of Fame - at least, according to the Rock'n'Roll Hall of Fame itself.
They did some trippy experimental things with vinyl, too - sometimes Beatlish, sometimes Stonish, sometimes Pink Floydish (and I do mean that - just listen to 'Save The Life Of My Child'), sometimes good, sometimes bad, but overall these guys had brains - unlike... err... Joan Baez, maybe? OK, never mind, let's just change subject... Anyway, some of their stuff stinks nevertheless, as much as I hate to say that. Simon's strength, as it at least seems to me, was not in creating wonderful melodies, but rather in creating melodies wonderfully adapted to their singing style; any time a S&G song does not accentuate the mighty singing it just passes on unremarked. That way, there's a lot of true filler on most of their records, and for this there is no pardon. For this they get an overall rating of 2, and just don't despise me - I know what I'm talking about... they're good lads still.
Very influential, too: I'll be the first to admit that most of the good elements present in classic soft-rock owe something to these guys' efforts. The problem is, for me it's a clear case when the disciples superate the masters: I'd take Crosby, Stills & Nash over anything Simon & Harpoonkel have done any time of day or night. Yeah, in a certain way they defy classification, just like the Beatles refuse to be classified under any strict pigeonhole and thus earn even more glory and recognition. Are Simon & Girlfunkel rock? Are they folk? Are they folk, folk-rock, folk-pop, pop-rock, whatever? That's a serious question to ponder upon. On the other side, the Beatles defied classification because they kept inventing genre after genre and exploring rock's potential to the deepest depths. Simon & Gurfinkel never did that. To me, they have always seemed to be painfully making their way through genre conventions, not exactly knowing which way to turn. On one hand, they wanted to be sissy folky traditionalists; on the other hand, they wanted to write original songs, independent of generic folk melodies; finally, they wanted to experiment, because whoever in the Sixties did not want to experiment? Result? A curious mess: often, I get the impression that these guys managed to record something totally opposite to what was the initial plan, and sometimes (more often) they just didn't manage to record exactly what they wanted, and sometimes they didn't even know what they wanted.
I know I'm getting a bit too misty here, but try to understand me: to me, most of their records are divided into black and white. I either LOVE a Simon & Growlfundler song or I HATE a Simon & Arghfinkler song. For me, there's rarely any middle ground, and I'm just trying to find an explanation for that. Take the Byrds, for instance. In their prime, the Byrds never actually released a bad song - many of them are dreary and somewhat boring, but they're always tight, melodic and consistent. Why? Because in case of need, the Byrds were always able to stick to their 'folk-rock' formula and it worked: at the worst, the songs were just derivative, but enjoyable in any case. Not so with Simon & Gearplunker. They mostly ditched the 'traditionalist' formula and engaged in tons of 'creative experiments' with song structures, harmonizing and various gimmicky guitar and production effects that were, well, more often un- than successful. I hate that kind of approach. At least, when you're playing prog rock and doing this, your arrangements will always be complicated and tricky enough to leave some hope. But trying to 'experiment' with just a couple acoustic guitars? Man, you need to be more than a Bob Dylan to do that, and these guys were just a Simon and a Garfunkel...
Okay, now before you get ready to execute me with your flaring eyes, I'll say that there's still a rather large bunch of absolute S&G classics that I totally adore and am ready to be stranded with on a desert island. Like I said, these are mostly the tunes where they fully exploit the potentials of their angelic harmonies; but not necessarily. Come with me and let me introduce you to some of their work now: what good are groundless meditations if they're not backed up with examples?
Unfortunately, I still haven't got neither their all-acoustic, folkie debut album, nor the classic Bridge Over Troubled Water (although you might guess I heard a lot of it, and a good chunk of it is available on Collection), so in no way am I able to highlight all the different stages in their career, but I'm trying to get these as well. I promise they're coming!

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SOUNDS OF SILENCE

Year Of Release: 1966
Record rating = 10
Overall rating = 12

A few misguided stinkers here, and the classic style isn't quite worked out yet, but overall - the filler is minimal.
Best song: I AM A ROCK

This is often dismissed as a hastily assembled collection of half-penned songs thrown out onto the market after the success of the electrified take on the title track, but I confess that it is currently my best bet for a Simon & Garfunkel record. It has that raw, energetic feel that makes some of the songs (especially the more rockin' ones) sound closer to you and more personal and inviting than the polished feel of the numbers off Parsley and the ensuing records. For sure, there is some filler on this record. Actually, filler material couldn't but be present on the album: the boys just took a first step towards the tricky world of 'rock' values, so this is what Subterranean Homesick Blues was to Bob Dylan: a careful treading of water, with successes and missteps running along with each other. Unlike Dylan, though, Paul Simon always had a better understanding of (or, to be more exact, a more accurate approach to) melody, so the twelve songs on this album boast about a million more chord changes and harmonic features than all Dylan albums put together (well, I know that's exaggerating, but I do it intentionally to let you get the difference).
A couple of numbers are still purely acoustic, and they're good, still retaining their 1964 folkish feel: 'April Come She Will' is a moving, beautiful ballad, and 'A Most Peculiar Man' has a curious Byrds-ey feel to it (yeah, like in 'He Was A Friend Of Mine'). The song is credited to P. Simon, of course, but the melody is purely traditional, and the lyrical subject, about an outcast who finally turns on the gas, is rather cliched as well. And that's good - remember what I said about how these guys were good when they didn't mess around with the solid folkie formula? Yep. I don't really get 'Kathy's Song', though, but that's just me - I wouldn't want to argue that this song, based around some simplistic strumming and a not-too-convincing vocal melody, is boring, because it might not seem so to you; neither do I get the instrumental 'Anji' (the only cover on here) which sounds nice but is kinda pointless. Probably more of the stuff that the two dudes were practising in their college days, but releasing it on this record is kinda strange. After all, Simon ain't a great guitarist, now is he? Our money is on the vocals!
The main effort, however, is placed on marrying their old style to rock instruments, and it mostly works. Mostly, because 'Blessed' is a horrendous piece of shit, starting with a mess of distorted guitars as if it were proto-acid rock and then suddenly turning into a reinterpretation of the Mountain Sermon. It rambles, shakes and almost falls apart, has thoroughly generic lyrics and, well, it's just lame. Sometimes I simply get the feel that it's just Simon & Garfunkel screaming 'DUDES! WE'RE ELECTRIC!' loud and proud in our faces. So what? Big fat hairy deal, I say. But that's about the only real complaint: 'Leaves That Are Green' is one more beautiful ballad with an impressive use of the harpsichord, and 'Somewhere They Can't Find Me' is bouncy, upbeat, and memorable, with an equally impressive use of the brass section. And the other four songs are all tiny little gems, their combination certainly equalling the four gems on Parsley discussed below. The title track is one of their most famous, and the reworked electric version that adds vocals from Wednesday Morning 3 A. M. is amazing. It has a certain mystical feel to it, emphasized by the echoey ringing guitars and heavenly Art vocals, and even if you might certainly call it pretentious, I don't really care. 'Richard Cory' is an aggressive social protest song, based on some old poem by somebody who goes uncredited, on which Simon almost sounds like an energetic, sardonic young Roger Daltrey (well, which he really was at the time). 'We've Got A Groovey Thing Goin'' is their most successful attempt at a full-fledged rocker (saym, isn't it curious to hear rock'n'roll sung by angelic voices, not that Chuck Berry rasping?) And 'I Am A Rock' is a totally shattering ode to misanthropy that not only has the best lyrics on the whole record ('I am a rock/I am an island/And a rock feels no pain/And an island never cries'), but also has the most complex and unpredictable melodic twists, going from a seemingly acoustic ballad to a majestic pop rocker.
While this is certainly not a quintessential record for our favourite duo - I admit that they were only beginning to find their style on here, a process that ended with the following album - it is by far the most tolerable by anybody. There are enough sweet acoustic passages on here to satisfy a folk lover, but this is their most rockin' effort as well, since after this record they started really 'balancing' the 'rockin'' stuff. And no, I'm not saying that they rocked harder than anyone, or that their rockin' stuff is generally preferable to the 'quiet' stuff; don't get me wrong, I'm just saying that as time went by and they got more serious, they started to make their melodies more and more 'experimental' which is rather hard for me to take. Here, there's no 'experimentation' within a couple of miles to be found, and oh man, is that really a groovey thing goin'. And no, I'm not saying that 'experimentation' is bad in general; don't get me wrong, I'm just saying that Simon & Garfunkel's experimentation sucked!!!
Sometimes.
And, dang it, there's just so many good songs on here! Not to mention that the CD version adds a live recording of 'Homeward Bound' (the studio version can be found on Parsley). Buy this today, you won't be disappointed.

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PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME

Year Of Release: 1966
Record rating = 9
Overall rating = 11

Fifty percent unsurpassed vocal harmonies and fifty percent bland acoustic strumming.
Best song: THE 59TH STREET BRIDGE SONG (FEELING GROOVY)

Just what I was talking' 'bout in the opening paragraph. Wonderful, classic gems mixed with boring filler that makes you go to sleep - even though this is one of their strongest efforts. It's really incredible how exactly half of this stuff does NOTHING or, well, so little for me and exactly the other half is among the most BRILLIANT, 'eartwarming, luxuriant acoustic folk/folk-rock ever written; not to mention one good rocker and one bad rocker. Count me crazy, but so it absolutely is.
The best stuff here is all built around brilliant, often moving vocal harmonies. The nostalgic, strangely tender 'Homeward Bound' demonstrates the two dudes really know how to make the best of time signature changes, with the melancholic verses wonderfully alternating with that upbeat, optimistic chorus. Simon's vocals are especially pretty on here. Then there's the notorious album opener - the incredibly complex and breathtaking 'Scarborough Fair/Canticle' (the title of the album is taken from its refrain), which is without a doubt one of the most gorgeous arrangements of a traditional folk song ever. The pretty guitar, the majestic harpsichord, and, above all, the incredible twists and twirls of the vocal harmonies, combine to really make this one of the duet's visit cards. In fact, I can hardly remember any other song in the 'pop/rock' field, apart from a couple Beach Boys tunes, that would carry this experimentation with multiple-layered vocal harmonies further than they do here. Surely they shouldn't even try playing this live!
Art particularly shines on the short ballad 'For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her'. This one, I think, fully illustrates my theory: I don't even see any interesting melody on here, just sap. But Garfunkel's angelic vocals are worthy just for the sake of hearing them alone, and transform what could just prove to be a mediocre passable tune in the hands (and in the chords) of a less vocally talented guy into one of the most beautiful love anthems ever recorded. All these songs count. They all score. They all rule. They all make me say: 'Hey! What WONDERFUL singers!' None the more so, however, than on the fantastic '59th Street Bridge Song' where they manage to create an absolutely wonderful, mystique, charming and slightly ridiculous atmosphere which makes me just feel happy like a little boy. The subtitle 'Feelin' Groovy' hits the bullseye - if there's anything groovy in the world, it's that song. In all, the best stuff on here is quite worthy of comparison with Sounds Of Silence, maybe even overshadows it.
Alas, the other tracks surrounding these gems are mostly somewhat.. err.. somewhat lame, I guess. Well, I somehow favour the Who-like rocker 'A Simple Desultory Philippic (Or How I Was Robert McNamara'd Into Submission)'; certainly the 'heaviest' piece of music the dudes ever submitted to tape, it's almost punkish in style - a heavily distorted riff accompanies Simon's screams about how he's been 'Mick Jaggered, silver daggered' and, well, I don't know if he's serious and all, but it's just oh so funny to hear the little dude let his hair down a little and go for an angry Dylanish protest delivery, sung in a perfect Roger Daltrey-imitating tone. Oh, and there's plenty of Dylan references in the lyrics, too. Plus, he says 'folk rock' in a very important tone as he ends out the song. Funny.
Recently I also discovered the pleasures of a couple of songs I considered as absolute filler early on; 'Patterns', for instance, whose nagging beat and cleverly crafted vocal melody finally managed to get to me. 'Dangling Conversation' also turns out to be a nice ballad; incomparable to the better stuff on here, but with some more precious vocal harmonizing - these descending vocal lines in the verses are alone worth the price of admission. The only thing I don't appreciate is the 'college romance' lyrics about 'and you read your Emily Dickinson/and I my Robert Frost'; I knew the guys were snub-nosed, but hey, no need to show this to a folk-loving audience that cares little about Robert Frost. 'Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall' is also nice.
However, I simply can't say the same about 'Cloudy' or 'A Poem On The Underground Wall' - nah! These I'd only recommend to diehard-hardcore folk lovers. I just can't get my piece of pie out of anything like that. It's not that they are bad - they are even listenable, and they do not draw heavily on folky cliches (unlike, say, Dylan's early acoustic stuff); but the melodies are not that strong ('Poem'), and sometimes practically non-existent ('Cloudy'). And the stupid fast pop rocker 'The Big Bright Green Pleasure Machine' can only be qualified as an unsuccessful parody on whatever you like. Oh, well. Geniality knows its limits, too. Anyway, it's not that Paul was in a bad condition for this album - such a situation is quite normal. Every S&G record has its 'Patterns'. A worthwhile purchase by all means, but still, give me Sounds Of Silence over this stuff any time of day. Hey, did I yet mention that the record finishes with a pedestrian 'anthemic' ballad with a bunch of radio news being recited in the background (aptly titled '7 O'Clock/Silent Night')? What a dreadful way to end a record with such an uplifting beginning.

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BOOKENDS

Year Of Release: 1968
Record rating = 9
Overall rating = 11

Fifty percent unsurpassed vocal harmonies and fifty percent bland acoustic strumming.
Best song: MRS ROBINSON

A concept album, and the concept is pretty weak - based on the themes of old love, old friends and nostalgy for the days of childhood. Like every conceptual album, it has its worst excesses ('Voices Of Old People' for which the boys have recorded lots of these voices talking about death and such-like - an idea later taken on by Pink Floyd on Dark Side Of The Moon), but, fortunately enough, the concept does not embody the whole record, or else everybody in the world would be bored to death by the likes of the title theme (a short uninteresting acoustic patch) or 'Old Friends'. I can't really imagine how it is possible to love 'Old Friends', to be sincere. The song consists, like, of two acoustic chords and a dreary marsh of banal sappy orchestration! Even the vocal harmonies don't do much for that one. This is where conceptuality got the better of Simon, and he actually forgot to base a good melody around what was probably supposed to be the album's centerpiece. And the strange experimentation with the orchestra, whether this stuff was played live or Paul just tampered with the tapes, doesn't do much good; after all, the song is no 'A Day In The Life'.
Fortunately, the record is not entirely conceptual, and there's still a lot to love on it. There are several unmarred songs here, and some are mighty gems that clearly demonstrate Simon's graduation. 'Mrs Robinson' is among the best songs they ever did (it was written specially for the Graduate soundtrack, and just as well as it fits into the movie it is one of the catchiest pieces of art I've ever heard. What were they - inspired by Dustin Hoffman?). 'America' is a half-baked, but arrogant and welcome try at a truly anthemic song, since then covered by God knows how many performers in the business, and Lord knows the number needs little introduction from me. Dreamy, gorgeous and, well, all that kind of stuff. Ya know.
Meanwhile, it's simply not true, as some people do suggest, that all of this album is slow and dreary and lethargic: the first side of it, almost entirely dedicated to the 'concept', is, but the second side hides a few somewhat more passionate gems - like 'A Hazy Shade Of Winter', a song that boasts a level of energy and passion that could only be dreamt of on Parsley (the only energetic song there was 'A Simple Desultory Philippic', and it was just a groove at that). The grumbly acoustic riff, moody organ and the duets' 'cyclic' vocal harmonies that finally end the tune on an abrupt note are enough to make the number their second best on this album. The song has a certain autumnal mood, indeed, like the Kinks' 'Autumn Almanac', only here it's much more disturbing and ominous. But if it's too dark and scary for you, 'At The Zoo' is your bet - an incredibly cool cozy little tune that neatly ends up the record on a friendly, humorous, and fast-going note - just what you need after such an overall depressing album. I particularly love the line about zebras being reactionaries and antelopes being missionaries (I wonder why?), but the lyrics are nearly all hilarious and entirely satisfying, whatever 'satisfaction' means for you when applied to a S&G album.
Still, there are much too many flaws on this record to grant it a perfect rating. I've originally given this an eight, but I sure was mistaken - the beauty of 'America', the dreariness of 'Hazy Shade', the fun of 'At The Zoo', the catchiness of 'Mrs Robinson' and the groovy innocence of 'Punky's Dilemma', another highlight which roughly corresponds to '59th Bridge Street Song' on the previous record, are all enough to guarantee it a nine. I guess that my main problems on here stem from the fact that Paul and Art have blown the bubble a bit too far on this record, exploding it with a bang on pretentious, much-too-serious filler like 'Old Friends', 'Overs' and the ridiculous 'Voices Of Old People'. Clearly, Simon is one of those dudes that have some serious troubles when marrying solid catchy melodies to their conceptual ambitions - it's either one or the other. Too much emphasis is placed on the 'aural effect' side and too few put into finding new exciting harmonies. Not that such an approach ain't at all justified: for instance, it does result in arguably the most untypical song they ever recorded - the feedback-drenched 'Save The Life Of My Child', an almost prog-rock tune that has has some weird noises a la Pink Floyd (and not the 1968 Pink Floyd - rather like the 1979 Pink Floyd!), more tricky time signature changes, other-worldly female backup vocals in the background, and a weird atmosphere that seems to be shouting out 'EXPERIMENT! EXPERIMENT!' at any given particular second. I have mixed feelings towards that one - it ain't very catchy, but it does sound impressive, at times.
I also disapprove of the fact that Art isn't given that much to bother about on this album. Sure, Simon continues to mature as a songwriter, and that's good, but where are those angelic vocals? There's nothing even remotely resembling 'For Emily' on this album - hey, it could have easily passed for a solo Simon project. Bad idea. And what's that with the depressing album cover? Black sweaters? Art sticking his fingers in his ear? Boo. To see how a really good conceptual album about old people should be made, please refer to Arthur by the Kinks, a true masterpiece of the genre.

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THE CONCERT IN CENTRAL PARK

Year Of Release: 1982
Record rating = 9
Overall rating = 11

A pleasant reunion concert that could even work as a greatest hits live collection if not for some crappy solo Simon stuff.
Best song: shucks.

A groovy record. Paul and Art parted ways (or should I say 'paul-arted ways' instead! Ha! Ha!) in 1970, and were living pretty happily without each other until they reunited for a concert and a live record (rumours had it that they would go on recording, but Paul 'accidentally' wiped out Garfunkel's vocals off the next record, so I guess there won't be any reunion concerts any more) that pretty much summed up their entire career and more.
The thing that puts me off about the record is that about half of it consists of Simon's solo material, and, while the collaborative hits are undeniable, the quality of his solo material is, er, random at the least. There are some good humour numbers ('Me And Julio Down By The Schoolyard'), some good nostalgic hits ('Still Crazy After All These Years'), some menacing, not uninteresting rockers ('Fifty Ways To Leave Your Lover'), some boring Bookends-style ravings ('American Tune', a shameless rip-off of his own 'America' that is also here), and some commercial crap ('Kodachrome' - yuck!) Whatever. I'm just not a specialist over Paul's solo career - I know he's had his ups and downs, but I also guess they're represented on this album somewhat equally. Also, the oldies' covers on here are also out of the picture ('Maybellene'????)
Can't deny the hits, though: the most important thing is that the voices and the harmonies are still there, as demonstrated by the terrific versions of 'Bridge Over Troubled Water', 'Feelin' Groovy', 'Scarborough Fair' and 'Homeward Bound'. 'The Boxer' doesn't come off as good, but it's still enjoyable, and for some reason they've also decided to include some forgettable filler ('April Come She Will'; 'Old Friends'), but it's not the worst filler I've ever heard. The backing band is solid, the crowd noises don't usually get in the way, the mix is near-perfect - what else would you expect? Not mentioning the fact that this is a 2-record set pressed onto one CD, so it's also quite an economic buy (especially if you find it cheap). I'm satisfied, anyway. You?
P.S. Now that I finally got Sounds Of Silence, I would like to make a correction: 'April Come She Will' is a gorgeous ballad. It's just that this live version didn't let me know this fact. Apologies.

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THE SIMON & GARFUNKEL COLLECTION

Year Of Release: 1997?

Awesome! Everybody needs a collection like this if he doesn't want to spend his money on everything! Me, I only keep it because I haven't been able to lay my hands on about half of their output (yet), but even so, the song selection is near perfect! Okay, they could have easily dropped 'Old Friends' for as much as I care, but 'Homeward Bound'? 'Feelin' Groovy'? 'Scarborough Fair'? 'America'? 'Mrs Robinson'? Yeah, I know it's impossible to imagine a Simon & Garfunkel hit collection without these chunks o' gold, but you never know what to expect of these crazy record companies.
The early material includes the forgettable, but nice title track from 1964's Wednesday Morning 3 A. M.; the magnificent misanthropic 'I Am A Rock'; 'Sounds Of Silence', of course, and here you'll also get your 'Bridge Over Troubled Water', 'Cecilia', 'Boxer'... ooh man, these are the songs! The songs! What a pity they also had to pull out such a lot of crap along the way - the Great Consistent Album of S&G has yet to come out (yes I did listen to Bridge Over Troubled Water), and, seeing as the guys aren't in a particular haste about it, we'll hardly get a chance to witness that phenomenon. So, in the meantime, get your dough out and buy this collection (or one from a million of others). And what a cool, almost impressionistic album photo!


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