Monday, April 11, 2016

Harvey Mandel - 1970 - Baby Batter

Harvey Mandel 
1970 
Baby Batter




01. Baby Batter 3:45
02. Midnight Sun 6:15
03. One Way Street 4:20
04. Morton Gove MaMa 4:53
05. Freedom Ball 6:15
06. El Stinger 7:15
07. Hank The Ripper 5:11

Bass [Fender] – Larry Taylor
Congas – Big Black
Drums – Colin Bailey, Paul Lagos
Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar – Harvey Mandel
Organ, Electric Piano – Howard Wales, Mike Melvoin
Percussion – Emil Richards (tracks: 3, 7)
Tambourine – Sandra Crouch (tracks: 1, 2)




You wanna know how good Harvey Mandell is. The Stones invivted him to join after Mick Taylor left.

Mandell must have either had a trust fund or another hell of a good reason for refusing, because the Glimmer Twins missed out on one dynamite guitar player. Need evidence; get this.

This album is basically orchestrated instumentals over which Mandell plays over. The backing tracks are just average, but that is not why we are here.

Mandell has got this amazing style: he is bluesy and jazzy, fast but never flashy. He has got this way of finding a spot on the neck, locking in--usually in the lower register-and just working magic with a pattern. He is so quick, so nimble, his runs just seem like melted butter. He never shows off, he never show boats. But he can take a pattern and just twist and turn it with so many subtleties, so quick, you are astounded.

When you add just the slightest ammount of distortion, this has amazing ressonece, but amazing untility. A guy scribbles his phone number down on the back of a matchbook. He is offhand, he is not even looking when he writes, but when he hands it to you, it is caligrophy.
That is what hearing Mandel is like.

In 2006 I was in San Fransisco on a vacation, and my freinds and I were bar hopping. We walked into a small, no name club, and there is this little band jamming. I look and look and look and think, it could not be, but I keep insisting to myself, and, Holy Chirst, its Harvey Mandel. No billing, no cover, no anything, just a bar band. But it was Harvey.

I never got to talk to him, he walked elusively off stage, but man, that was enough. Still, my not getting a chance to talk to Harvey might have had something to do with my beer soaked friend calling him HOWIE Mandel. I have forgiven the bloke since.

I hope one day you get a gift like hearing Mandel live free, but if not, this album will soothe your envy.

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