Buddy Holly: Memorial Collection and Down the Line: Rarities

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Buddy Holly: <em>Memorial Collection</em> and <em>Down the Line: Rarities</em>

Memorial Collection: 97/100 Down the Line: Rarities: 78/100

Major piece of rock’s DNA finally digitized
For those of you late to the party, Charles Hardin “Buddy” Holley—his first records misspelled his name “Holly,” so he went with the error—was a bundle of contradictions born in 1936 in Lubbock, Texas, who managed to squeeze out a bunch of classic tunes before dying in a famous plane crash at age 22.inspiring a certain band to name itself The Beatles, after his band The Crickets) and a seeming inability (whether by his record company or the executors of his estate) to return his seminal catalogue of original recordings to print after a magnificent six-LP box set some decades back.It’d be nice to have that set on shiny silver discs, but let’s count our blessings with the five we have here. The Memorial Collection is pretty much everything a normal fan needs: three CDs, in chronological order, from the early recordings of Buddy & Bob (Montgomery) to the Crickets’ various incarnations to the solo recordings made in New York and, finally, a judicious selection from “the apartment tapes,” made in Buddy’s living room at 11 5th Avenue in New York, with his new bride Maria Elena present. Down the Line: Rarities, as advertised, is two discs of material for fanatics and scholars—from a home recording of a Hank Snow song laid to tape before Holly’s voice had changed to the entire Buddy & Bob oeuvre, recordings of the Crickets from the Hollys’ garage (home of the cricket that—after ruining countless attempts at recording rehearsals—gave the band its name), outtakes of released material and, finally, the entire apartment tapes, which includes a version of “Wait til the Sun Shines, Nellie,” recorded at his mom’s request, and Maria Elena (who was Puerto Rican) counting to 10 in Spanish. Here, too, are two slow, solo-with-guitar takes of “Slippin’ and Slidin’,” interpretations of the song that are simultaneously sexy, dangerous and tender.
Listening to a piece of music after a lengthy time away from it lets you hear with new ears, and I was delighted with what I heard here—and I mean heard: Erick Labson at Universal Mastering West has done an amazing job with these ancient tapes, bringing out subtleties I’m sure weren’t this clear on the LPs. For one thing, the insouciance and clarity of the melodies Buddy wrote (with occasional help from Bob Montgomery, his producer Norman Petty and various Crickets) completely erased the mawkishness of the early songs’ lyrics from my mind. We can also hear his songwriting undergo a change after he’d had a couple of hits. Suddenly "love" was no longer just a syllable to rhyme.
so MOR by the time the Beatles arrived that young people would’ve considered him as irrelevant as they did Elvis at the time. But then I heard the apartment tapes: one guy, a guitar and a bunch of original and borrowed songs. There’s so much emotional promise in “Slippin’ and Slidin’,” so much lyrical growth in “Learning the Game,” that now I’m not so sure.
If you’re intrigued by what you’re reading here, pick up John Goldrosen’ Holly biography; astonishingly enough, there are no liner notes included with the Memorial Collection for the generation now discovering this music, which is as essential to the birth of rock as anything by Elvis or Jerry Lee Lewis or even Little Richard. And Holly’s life is as amazing as his music. It’s good to have him back.
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