When a fresh-faced band or singer performs a cover version of a much-loved hit from a bygone era, people either join the camp that appreciates the new interpretation or join the scowling horde of listeners who take great offense at the idea of trying to re-interpret something that was perfect when it first came out. The following is a list of covers that should not invoke the wrath of music purists, as well as a suggestion of a song that could use a revival over the airwaves (or fibre-optic cables, or whatever crazy contraption it is we use to promote music through nowadays).
a) In 1968, five-piece British band The Zombies released an album called Odessey and Oracle. It had pretty psychedelic cover art, a misspelling of the word “odyssey,” and a catchy little ditty called This Will Be Our Year.
In 2004, McSweeney’s—a publishing company that caters to the lo-fi listening, sweater-wearing, painfully hip hipster population the world over—published The Future Dictionary of America. Every copy of this witty book was accompanied by a CD called The Future Soundtrack of America, a compilation album spearheaded by an OK Go cover of This Will Be Our Year.
Featuring more bass drum and less crash cymbal, the OK Go take on the single challenges the universal versatility of Coldplay’s Clocks: from the tearful goodbyes of a mother who sees her son off to war, to the bittersweet sentiment of college graduation, to the slow, deliberate paces of smitten teenagers walking into the sunset, this is more than just the soundtrack of America, or of the future, or of the future of America for that matter.
b) In 1981, Soft Cell released two versions of music videos to accompany their hugely popular dance anthem Tainted Love. Thankfully for us, the eighties were a very strange time in human history, and out of this strangeness came strange music videos. Look out for random comets that defy the laws of astrophysics, and generous servings of anachronisms.
In 2006, Bajan darling of pop radio Rihanna sampled the bassline of Tainted Love in what would become another dance floor filler, SOS. Like her disco-going predecessors, she released two music videos for the same song, but unlike them, her videos are not very entertaining. She looked fabulous in them, this I do not deny, but there was a desperate shortage of renegade blue comets and Victorian-era ladies having tea with Roman emperors.
c) Do you remember Freiheit? Two people I have asked this question to do not, and neither do they remember the track that made them the kings of inspirational music. Solang’ man Träume noch leben kann is better known to the world as Keeping The Dream Alive, and has humbly served countless times as backdrop to montages of the photo and video variety that show people suffering for their art form of choice (e.g. athlete collapses in the middle of race, but stands back up and limps to the finish line last despite the obvious pain in his leg as a testament to his inner strength and commitment).
A quick mental check tells me this single has yet been covered by any contemporary songbirds, and as much as a part of me worries the tear-jerker value of this song will be dissolved when transposed onto a formula for a Top 40 hit, wouldn’t it be interesting to see how things turn out should painfully hip folks like Portishead or Sondre Lerche decide to resuscitate its popularity?
Posted on November 19th, 2007 by Antiguit