||To start - sorry about talking about so many albums in rapid succession, but don't you remember the joy of buying a new Stones album? 'S fun, ain't it?
Alrighty then, Emotional Rescue. This's my first take thingy. That is to say, I may have different feelings about the album after a few weeks with it.
Well, I just want to start by saying DANCE PT. 1, DANCE PT. 1, DANCE PT. 1, DANCE PT. 1, DANCE PT. 1, DANCE PT. 1, DANCE PT. 1, DANCE PT. 1, DANCE PT. 1.
Looooooooooooooooove it. Can't get enough of it. Better than "Miss You". It's not 'real' disco, it's funk in a disco package. Keith said Mick just showed up and made words when it woulda been better as an instrumental, but those kinda on the spot words just make it that much better. "Keith, wha... whachoo doing?" I am now saying that to anyone I know that I pass on the street. It's good, good, good stuff.
"Old Gods", that tabloid novel that'd make Loogie Oldham proud, says that one of the working titles for this album was "Certain Women", and I can't agree more. It suffers the same problems that Goat's Head Soup does - How the hell do you top something the press bowed down and worshipped (Exile less so, but Some Girls for ER)? The result is a lot of rehashes, some of them great. "Summer Romance" sounds a lot like "Respectable" and "Lies", but does it well. "Let Me Go" summons "When The Whip Comes Down".
Some of these little rehashes, however, are unforgivable. "Emotional Rescue" sounds like Keith, fed up with Mick's phlandering on "Miss You", kicked him in the cajones and made him write a song. "All About You", like "Sleep Tonight", just lacks the menace I know Keith can pull out if he wants ("Wicked As It Seems"? "999"? "You Got The Silver"? "The Worst"?). I dunno. It's a *good* song, but it has a bit of an overproduced feel around it that sucks the genuine sadness of the lyrics out.
Oh, and one other. Anyone remember "Far Away Eyes"? Well it turns out, Mick, Keith, Ronnie, Bill and Charlie all got FUCKING PISS-ASS STONED or something, called up Jack Nitzche, said "Hey man, we got some Puerto Rican licks just dyyyyyyyyin to mechooo!", lured him into a studio, killed him, took his angry soul, stored it in a seedy bar en Guadalajara where it twisted the music against the Stones, tried to rehearse "Far Away Eyes", and came out with the horror that is... "Indian Girl". I once really wanted to hear this song, for the line "Mistah Gringo, my father, he ain't no Che Guevara". I heard it. I'm done now. Never again.
OVERALL: A rehash of Some Girls, through and through. But who says that's a bad thing? And they certainly don't sound as tired as everyone says they do. I see why this album got panned when it came out - they wanted better than Some Girls, they got Certain Women. If it had been released, say, after Tattoo You, it might have gotten a bit warmer of a reception.
7.0 - For The Eighties, It's A 15.0
Sooooo.... anyone got Dance Pt. 2 hangin' around somewhere?
-tSYX --- Ooooooooooo.... and it's got me movin'!