BO DIDDLEY: BO DIDDLEY & COMPANY (1963)
1) (Extra Read All About) Ben;
2) Help Out; 3) Diana; 4) Bo's A Lumber Jack; 5) Lazy Women; 6) Mama Mia; 7)
Rock'n'Roll; 8) Gimme Gimme; 9) Put The Shoes On Willie; 10) Pretty Girl; 11)
Same Old Thing; 12) Met You On Saturday; 13) Little Girl; 14) Cookie Headed
Diddley.
In the footsteps of Peggy Jones, we welcome
Norma-Jean Wofford, a.k.a. «The Duchess», a.k.a. «The Sister», as Bo used to
present her on tour, even though she was in reality more like a goddaughter;
apparently, Bo taught her his playing style himself when she was still
underage. The two cut a fine, dashing pair for the European market — the cover
photo alone does the job nicely, and even The Animals were so impressed that
they included a Duchess reference in their tribute (ʽThe Story Of Bo Diddleyʼ —
they, apparently, did fall for the «sister» story). And yes, indeed, few things
on Earth were hotter than watching Norma-Jean swing that axe next to her
mentor, in some provocative outfit or other, on a mid-1960s TV show.
In the studio, though, it did not work out that
well: The Duchess was about as good as Peggy Jones, offering steady choppy
support whenever it seemed appropriate to Bo to go off on a wild tangent, but
she never had any ambitions (or, perhaps, any ability) to go beyond whatever
she was taught by the main man. Their interplay on such numbers as ʽHelp Outʼ
sounds fabulous, but not exactly fresh, and the same goes for the overall
judgement on the record.
The only song here that really swung over some
of the British fans was ʽPretty Girlʼ, later covered by the Yardbirds on Five Live — good choice, one of the
fastest and catchiest ditties here, completely guitar-driven, rather than, for
instance, ʽLazy Womenʼ, which gives the piano a more prominent function. Bad
news is, Bo seems to finally be running out even of variations on the old chord progressions; and his overseas fans
were hardly ready to fall under the charm of songs that emphasize the lyrics
and the comic vibe over the music.
Modest successes and surprises would include
ʽDianaʼ, sort of a wild, over-the-top revival of ʽMonaʼ (actually, more of a
vocal / instrumental cross between ʽMonaʼ and ʽBo Diddleyʼ); ʽBo's A Lumber
Jackʼ, a swaggery, swampy rap punctuated by atmospheric tricks — evil laughter,
percussive imitation of falling trees, wild screams of "TIMBER!" and
other stuff that was sort of far out for the likes of 1963; and ʽRock'n'Rollʼ, which
honors its title by limiting itself to just one line ("I love myself some
rock'n'roll") — then, at some point, Bo launches into scat singing and
gets himself rudely interrupted ("hey baby, that's not rock'n'roll, that's
JAZZ!..") Diddley humor. No, I
mean, it was funny back in its day,
honest. With some reservations, it's even funny today.
Other than that and minus a couple lowlights
(such as the rote balladry of ʽMet You On Saturdayʼ), this is just another
reliable, but less and less memorable Bo Diddley album. Which is a little sad, because
if only the man's rambunctious spirit could still be tied to inventive
songwriting in 1963, he could easily have become that one particular rocker to
survive the transition into the early 1960s — virtually no one in the States
rocked as hard at the time (admittedly, that was the reason why he preferred
Europe). But somehow, «the originator» must have thought that he had totally
paid his dues in «originating» — or, perhaps, that bringing in such a hot
figure as The Duchess could count as «originating» in itself. Well, who knows.
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