Lee Hazlewood: The Very Special World of Lee Hazlewood/Lee Hazlewoodism – Its Cause and Cure/Something Special

When Lee Hazlewood signed with MGM Records in 1965, he was feeling the full flush of his commercial powers. He had already scored hits with Duane Eddy, Dean Martin and country singer Sanford Clark. And within a few months, his collaboration with Nancy Sinatra on the infectious kiss-off “These Boots Are Made For Walkin’” would storm the pop charts around the world. He was also just a couple of years away from forming his own label, Lee Hazlewood Industries, where he would pour much of his creative energy for five years.
Why then jump in bed with another label for a three-album run of ornate and increasingly oddball pop music? As the liner notes, written by Tacoma-based musician/journalist Hunter Lea, that accompany the sumptuous reissues of those LPs—1966’s The Very Special World of Lee Hazlewood, 1967’s Lee Hazlewoodism – Its Cause And Cure, and 1968’s Something Special—reveal, it was an offer that few producers and songwriters at the time would turn down. It was, essentially, a blank check that allowed the then-37-year-old to, as his former girlfriend and muse Suzi Jane Hokom says in these notes, “do whatever he wanted…’Let’s have 20 violins, let’s have sessions that last forever. God, we’ve got all this money, we can spend all this money.’”
Nothing ever got quite that extreme, as the notes also spell out that Hazlewood and his chosen band (the studio musicians best known as the Wrecking Crew, augmented by string and horn players) would knock out a few songs a day. Nor do these fine albums feel excessive in any way. Unlike Hazlewood’s contemporary Phil Spector, a producer that likes to assault listeners with thick clouds of sound, the music throughout these MGM releases are suffused with open air and empty spaces; all the better to make you feel elated and calm.
The best of these albums, Something Special, happens to be the one with the most oxygen flowing through it. Outside of a string-heavy opening track, the other nine tunes were recorded with something of a skeleton crew—often, just three guitars, bass, drums and piano, playing Hazlewood’s jazz/blues-leaning, almost-novelty tunes. It’s also the record with the strangest sonic touch, which is the growling scat-singing of keyboardist Don Randi getting cranked in the mix during the instrumental passages. It was as if he was daring his benefactors at MGM to blink after bankrolling him this whole time. And blink they did, as this reissue is the first time Special is being officially issued in the U.S. In ‘68, the label only allowed its release in Germany and Scandinavia.