What do Gwendolyn Hopkins of Nottingham, Diane and Jenny of Bedford,
Jill, Janet, Mary, Brenda and Lynn from Wakefield, Carolyn Hill and Jane
Richards from Bognor, Ronnie Yates at Liverpool Institute, Irene and Sandra
Lennon (no relation), Gillian Archer and Patricia McClain have in common?
Their names are amongst
those read out by John, Paul, George and Ringo on The Beatles On Air - Live
At The BBC Volume 2 which I listened to a lot as I commuted last year
when it first came out. They were some of the thousands of fans who wrote in to
the BBC’s Light Programme requesting songs to be played by the group on Saturday
Club, Easy Beat, From Us To You, Top Gear and Pop
Go The Beatles, regular appearances on which were everyday occurrences for
the group during the early phase of their career. And although it’s possible to detect a hint of
cynicism in the voices of John, George and Ringo (but rarely Paul), they take
it in their stride. This, after all, was what it was all about in the years when a
joint was something that held two pieces of wood together and summer seasons in
Weston-super-Mare, Llandudno, Bournemouth and Southport were part and parcel of
being Fab in 1963.
This is the second 2-CD volume of BBC recordings by The Beatles but try as I might I can’t get over the feeling that it’s the sequel to the sequel of the real thing and as such is far from essential. Because they set such an absurdly high standard on the studio versions of the original songs on this album, the versions here are invariably inferior to when George Martin and his team were setting the sound levels, and the same applies to those cover songs not included in their Parlophone sixties output, many of which also appear on the first BBC collection.
This is the second 2-CD volume of BBC recordings by The Beatles but try as I might I can’t get over the feeling that it’s the sequel to the sequel of the real thing and as such is far from essential. Because they set such an absurdly high standard on the studio versions of the original songs on this album, the versions here are invariably inferior to when George Martin and his team were setting the sound levels, and the same applies to those cover songs not included in their Parlophone sixties output, many of which also appear on the first BBC collection.
In fact, there are just two ‘new’
songs here: ‘I'm Talking About You’,
the Chuck Berry rocker that was a favourite
with all the era’s beat groups, and, less predictably, ‘Beautiful Dreamer’, the
Stephen Foster ballad from the mid-1800s here given a rock’n’roll treatment and
sung by Paul. Versions of every other song, 37 in all, been released before.
These complaints aside, what does
set The Beatles apart from the rank and file of their contemporaries is the
quality of the vocals, John and Paul especially, and the way that pre-conditioned assumptions –
like Paul’s best on the slow ones and John on the rockers – are turned on their
head. Paul is great on the rockers, his ‘Hippy Hippy Shake’ trashing The
Swinging Blue Jeans and his ‘Long Tall Sally’ almost on a par with the studio
version, while John sings with enormous sincerity on some of the slower songs,
beat ballads like ‘Anna (Go To Him)’ and their own ‘Ask Me Why’. Instrumentally,
though John’s rhythm guitar is barely heard, George does sterling work
throughout and Paul’s bass occasionally leaps out of the speaker with the kind
of oomph that doubtless set the Cavern alight.
Two
final points. Included on the end of the CDs are eight-minute interviews with
each member of the group, conducted by Brian Matthews (referred to by John as ‘Brian
Bathtubes’) towards the end of 1965 and beginning of 1966, in which all four
give thoughtful answers to sensible questions, and herein we see glimpses of the
future: John’s struggle with class issues, Paul’s avant-garde leanings,
George’s quest for something a bit deeper and Ringo’s apparent boredom. Finally,
for the first time ever, there’s a Universal Music logo on a Beatles record,
and no sign of EMI anywhere. For me, who’s been buying Beatles records since
1963, this was a bit like buying Weetabix in a Kellogg’s packet.
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