LoVE Fan Fiction
Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 1:06 pm
The following is a "what if" piece of fiction. None of it is true, just the musings of my imagination, hopefully done in good taste while still being interesting. If it doesn't appeal, then you only wasted five minutes or so of your time.
LOVE LIVE AT MONTEREY POP: A REVIEW
June 30, 1967
As the sunset slowly faded away and darkness swiftly enveloped the Monterey County Fairgrounds, I pondered what kind of angle to approach this subject, namely the rock band Love, when fate kindly smiled upon me. The band, scheduled to close the festival (even though that honor would go to the Mamas and the Papas-more about that later), faced the unenviable task of following both the Who and the Jimi Hendrix Experience. To clue you in, these two are newcomers to the American scene via England, and play with an abandon rarely seen. At the conclusion of their set, the Who wildly smash their instruments; Hendrix took it one step further, lighting his guitar on fire and then also reducing his instrument to matches. Additionally, both play fast and LOUD. Such was Love's dilemma-how to follow these powerhouses on June 18th, the last night of the three day Monterey Pop Festival. Surely they would be on edge, possibly psyched out at the thought of attempting such a daunting task?
Not a chance. In the wings of the stage stood Kenny, Love's bass player, with a bemused look on his face. When queried as to the reason for the light hearted look, he laughed and pointed to the Hendrix road crew, hurriedly trying to both remove and repair the aftermath of his performance. "Man, look at that. They don't know what they're doing, and neither did the Who's crew. I could repair all this damage myself, in half as much time and far better."
There you have it. Love, the band-supremely confident in their abilities, with the moxy to back it up. They were an odd choice to close the Festival, but such was the price to secure their appearance. They would not agree to perform unless guaranteed to be the headliner. Chances are that you may have never heard of them. They are a local (read California) power, but nationally they are virtual unknowns. With what is going down with them lately I suspect this is all about to change.
The band-Arthur Lee, lead vocalist, main lyricist and de facto head, Johnny Echols, lead guitarist, Bryan MacLean, rhythm guitarist, Kenny Forssi, bassist and Michael Stuart, drums-were initially formed in 1965 by Lee and Echols. Through various personnel changes and two albums for Elektra Records the band has evolved greatly to its current sound. How they got here is one of the their unique aspects. Initially a cover band, then a folk-rock group in the Byrds vein, then a jazz-rock band, they have come far and fast, alot of which can be attributed to the prodigous talent of Arthur Lee.
Lee is one not to mince words. "All that destruction stuff- we don't need to do any of that shit" referring to the Who and Hendrix. "All we have to do is play. When we're on, we're the best." On the headlining demands for the band: "If we don't close, then we don't play. Why should we play before other acts who don't bring what we do to the stage? It's just a simple fact." On closing Monterey: "We knew they (Mamas and Papas) were to be the last act, but I couldn't resist a chance to get a jab in at Lou Adler. I changed the lyrics to one of our songs with a reference to him in mind (note: he would not elaborate) and he knows what I meant. He bullshitted us out of our original name, the Grassroots, and I don't easily forgive and forget."
Lest you think this is simple braggadocio, then lose that thought. Their 45 minute set at Monterey was the best of the whole weekend. Starting off with their best known song "My Little Red Book", the whole band played with a tightness and sureness that only time and talent can provide. They then shifted gears to "Signed DC", slow and stark and wonderful. Next, Bryan took center stage with his own "Softly to Me", before the band went full out with two of their toughest songs, "My Flash On You" and "7 and 7 Is". Then Lee brought out a special guest to sit in with the band ("Love's number one fan" Lee wryly noted), namely Brian Jones from the Rolling Stones who was on hand for the whole weekend. Jones proceded to play sax and flute for the songs from the last album, Da Capo, in place of the departed Tjay Cantrelli. "Stephanie Knows Who", "Orange Skies", and "She Comes In Colors" were all presented with gusto before Lee announced the closing number as simply "This song..." In fact it was "Revelation" and it is a sonic beauty, much better than it was presented on the album. The extended jam fit in perfectly with the mood that Sunday night, with Jones' playing making you wonder if perhaps he would be better suited for Love rather than the Stones... Anyway, the set was fanstastic and the band left to an extended ovation; good luck Mamas and Papas following that.
After they were done playing I pressed MacLean for what the future plans are for the band. "Right now we're in the middle of recording our third album (as yet unnamed). It will be all originals, mostly by Arthur and some by me. It is going to be different that our previous two, softer and maybe some orchestration. We are also planning our first extensive tour in the fall in support of the album." He further elaborated: "Brian (Jones) told me that we should finish the album using the London Symphony Orchestra if we go that route. He offered to let us stay with him, seeing as how Mick (Jagger) used ideas in some Stones songs from our Whisky gigs that they attended last year." As to the bands status: "Sometimes I get frustrated with my role in the band. But then there are moments like tonight when everything is cool. Right now we are going strong and plan on recording and touring into the far future."
And what a future it will be, if the set at Monterey is any indication.
LOVE LIVE AT MONTEREY POP: A REVIEW
June 30, 1967
As the sunset slowly faded away and darkness swiftly enveloped the Monterey County Fairgrounds, I pondered what kind of angle to approach this subject, namely the rock band Love, when fate kindly smiled upon me. The band, scheduled to close the festival (even though that honor would go to the Mamas and the Papas-more about that later), faced the unenviable task of following both the Who and the Jimi Hendrix Experience. To clue you in, these two are newcomers to the American scene via England, and play with an abandon rarely seen. At the conclusion of their set, the Who wildly smash their instruments; Hendrix took it one step further, lighting his guitar on fire and then also reducing his instrument to matches. Additionally, both play fast and LOUD. Such was Love's dilemma-how to follow these powerhouses on June 18th, the last night of the three day Monterey Pop Festival. Surely they would be on edge, possibly psyched out at the thought of attempting such a daunting task?
Not a chance. In the wings of the stage stood Kenny, Love's bass player, with a bemused look on his face. When queried as to the reason for the light hearted look, he laughed and pointed to the Hendrix road crew, hurriedly trying to both remove and repair the aftermath of his performance. "Man, look at that. They don't know what they're doing, and neither did the Who's crew. I could repair all this damage myself, in half as much time and far better."
There you have it. Love, the band-supremely confident in their abilities, with the moxy to back it up. They were an odd choice to close the Festival, but such was the price to secure their appearance. They would not agree to perform unless guaranteed to be the headliner. Chances are that you may have never heard of them. They are a local (read California) power, but nationally they are virtual unknowns. With what is going down with them lately I suspect this is all about to change.
The band-Arthur Lee, lead vocalist, main lyricist and de facto head, Johnny Echols, lead guitarist, Bryan MacLean, rhythm guitarist, Kenny Forssi, bassist and Michael Stuart, drums-were initially formed in 1965 by Lee and Echols. Through various personnel changes and two albums for Elektra Records the band has evolved greatly to its current sound. How they got here is one of the their unique aspects. Initially a cover band, then a folk-rock group in the Byrds vein, then a jazz-rock band, they have come far and fast, alot of which can be attributed to the prodigous talent of Arthur Lee.
Lee is one not to mince words. "All that destruction stuff- we don't need to do any of that shit" referring to the Who and Hendrix. "All we have to do is play. When we're on, we're the best." On the headlining demands for the band: "If we don't close, then we don't play. Why should we play before other acts who don't bring what we do to the stage? It's just a simple fact." On closing Monterey: "We knew they (Mamas and Papas) were to be the last act, but I couldn't resist a chance to get a jab in at Lou Adler. I changed the lyrics to one of our songs with a reference to him in mind (note: he would not elaborate) and he knows what I meant. He bullshitted us out of our original name, the Grassroots, and I don't easily forgive and forget."
Lest you think this is simple braggadocio, then lose that thought. Their 45 minute set at Monterey was the best of the whole weekend. Starting off with their best known song "My Little Red Book", the whole band played with a tightness and sureness that only time and talent can provide. They then shifted gears to "Signed DC", slow and stark and wonderful. Next, Bryan took center stage with his own "Softly to Me", before the band went full out with two of their toughest songs, "My Flash On You" and "7 and 7 Is". Then Lee brought out a special guest to sit in with the band ("Love's number one fan" Lee wryly noted), namely Brian Jones from the Rolling Stones who was on hand for the whole weekend. Jones proceded to play sax and flute for the songs from the last album, Da Capo, in place of the departed Tjay Cantrelli. "Stephanie Knows Who", "Orange Skies", and "She Comes In Colors" were all presented with gusto before Lee announced the closing number as simply "This song..." In fact it was "Revelation" and it is a sonic beauty, much better than it was presented on the album. The extended jam fit in perfectly with the mood that Sunday night, with Jones' playing making you wonder if perhaps he would be better suited for Love rather than the Stones... Anyway, the set was fanstastic and the band left to an extended ovation; good luck Mamas and Papas following that.
After they were done playing I pressed MacLean for what the future plans are for the band. "Right now we're in the middle of recording our third album (as yet unnamed). It will be all originals, mostly by Arthur and some by me. It is going to be different that our previous two, softer and maybe some orchestration. We are also planning our first extensive tour in the fall in support of the album." He further elaborated: "Brian (Jones) told me that we should finish the album using the London Symphony Orchestra if we go that route. He offered to let us stay with him, seeing as how Mick (Jagger) used ideas in some Stones songs from our Whisky gigs that they attended last year." As to the bands status: "Sometimes I get frustrated with my role in the band. But then there are moments like tonight when everything is cool. Right now we are going strong and plan on recording and touring into the far future."
And what a future it will be, if the set at Monterey is any indication.