Barbra Streisand - Grandma's Hands

2009-07-11T03:19:00.000-07:00

I'm not keen on big schnozz Babs. My Dad was a fan and I recall endless, drizzle-drenched Sunday afternoons in my early teens, with la Streisand warbling interminably in the background. I also endured far too many of her schmaltzy movies, though rather enjoyed the unintentionally hilarious Yentl, surely the ultimate 'vanity' project!

Despite this, my 'crate digger' instincts meant I still took every opportunity to snaffle Streisand albums at boot fairs, charidee shops et al (paying no more than 50p!) in the eternal hope that I'd chance upon that undiscovered soul / funk classic. And time after time I was (predictably) disappointed UNTIL (cue fanfare!) I came upon a copy of her 'ButterFly' album. Released in 1974, its Babs' very own Pin Ups (David Bowie), an eclectic collection of surprisingly contemporary covers, including songs penned by such titans of cool as (appropriately!) Bowie and Bob Marley. The entire venture being a misguided ploy - doubtless record company conceived - to try and woo the 'hip' demographic.

Most of the tracks are, as Bowie rightly said of Barbra's reading of 'Life On Mars', "Bloody awful". Thankfully, there is a lone exception! Babs' interpretation of Bill Withers 'Grandma's Hands' is an unexpected tour de force and bloody brilliant. Oh and a regular 'early set' Da Doo spin.

Sax player Tom Scott, fresh from playing on Joni Mitchell's transistional album Spark And Court with his jazz-fusion combo L.A. Express is credited as musical co-ordinator. However, 'Grandma's Hands' is a far cry from the nimble jazz-lite stylings of Court And Spark , instead Scott mines the countryfied, blue-eyed swamp funk of Bobbie Gentry and Dusty Springfield's Dusty In Memphis (especially 'Son Of A Preacher Man'). The resulting soundscape posseses a slightly sinister American gothic voodoo vibe, raising the spectre of Tennessee Williams, William Faulkner and the deep South noir of movies like Cape Fear and Night Of The Hunter. This air of foreboding is heightened by Babs' lead vocal, especially her eerie glass-shattering falsetto on "I'm talking 'bout my Grandma's hands", the spectral backing vox and the lines, "Matty don't you whip that girl, What you want to spank her for?, She didn't drop no apple core".

Streisand's version is even more weird and wonderful when compared to Bill Withers original. Whereas Babs hints at something spine-tinglingly spooky, Withers' original (as sampled on Blackstreet's superb 'No Diggity') is a direct, heartfelt paen to his own Grandma. Its undeniably ace but the fact that Barbra who, (let's face it) is fundamentally a bland prima donna is able - in conjunction with Tom Scott's compelling soundtrack - to radically remodel the source material with such startling results is truly remarkable. So which version do I favour? Well, with a gun at my temple I'd opt for Babs as definitive. Just!

Other female versions of 'Grandma's Hands' include Gladys Knight and Ann Nesby. There are numerous male recordings including Gil Scott-Heron (predictably fantastic), Tony Orlando & Dawn, The Staple Singers, Al Jarreau, Livingston Taylor, Will Downing, Jeff Lorber, Marti Pellow (eek!), Take 6 and Ron Kenoly.

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Original Album
Barbra Streisand - ButterFly (Columbia)

Incredibly, I recently stumbled across another pretty groovy Barbra tune, the wonderfully titled 'Our Corner Of The Night'. A non-hit single from 1967, its a slightly cheesy slice of blue-eyed northern soul that would have sounded fab at the Wigan Casino. I've yet to snag a vinyl 45 of this so if anyone owns a reasonably priced copy, please feel free to mail me.

Nancy Holloway - Hurt So Bad

2009-07-07T02:56:00.000-07:00

Welcome to the inaugural Covers Of Invention blog.

I begin with a current Da Doo Ron Ron fave rave, Nancy Holloway's captivating interpretation of Little Anthony and the Imperials 'Hurt So Bad'. An American who re-located to Paris in 1960, Nancy released a succession of perfectly palatable but mostly inconsequential yé-yé / easy MOR-styled ditties during the sixties to mid-seventies. The notable exceptions being 'Hurt So Bad', her fab cover of Wanda Jackson's 'Whirlpool' ('Tu n'es pas venu') and the jazzy, much-sampled, 'Sand And Rain'. All three are regular Da Doo spins and utterly essential!

'Hurt So Bad' was produced by famed French arranger / conductor Daniel Janin and features on Nancy's 1969 album, 'Hello Dolly'. As is often the case, 'Hurt So Bad' is the LPs only moment of truly towering brilliance (I own creaking shelves of vinyl albums that contain just that one stand-out tune!) though typically the record company failed to grant the track a 'single' release! Not EVEN as a b-side! Doh!

So what makes Nancy's such an extraordinary rendition? Her forlorn, heart-frazzling vocal though star-strafingly dazzling is pretty much expected, however its Daniel Janin's musical backdrop that truly startles. A funky drummer lays down a dope beat, righteous Walls-of-Jericho horns va-va-voom and the entire caboodle is propelled by a slinkily seductive bassline. The song spirals to a dramatic crescendo with Nancy beseeching, "Please don't go, no, no, no, Don't hurt me so bad, I'm begging you please." Scintillating stuff.

Other female artists who have recorded cover versions of 'Hurt So Bad' include Nancy Wilson (excellent!), Dionne Warwick (so-so), Baby Washington (pretty good) and Linda Ronstadt. There are numerous male recordings including The Delfonics, David Cassidy, The Lettermen, Richard 'Groove' Homes, Grant Green, Mantovani, El Chicano and Willie Bobo. However, Nancy Holloway's is definitely my preferred version and - in my humble opinion at least - even eclipses the Little Anthony and the Imperials original.

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Original Album
Nancy Holloway - Hello Dolly (Concert Hall)

Compilation Albums
Various - Escale-Party Sur Air France (Concert Hall)
Various - Melodie En Soul Sol - Paris 70's (Kif) Available as both vinyl album & CD