What does it sound like?:
Curt Boettcher dedicated his career converting the rays of the sun into sound waves. He was a producer, multi-instrumentalist, song-writer and singer, who made his name creating psychedelic sunshine pop records in the sixties for The Millenium and Sagittarius. He went on to work with Paul Revere and the Raiders, Tommy Roe, Elton John, Gene Clark, Emitt Rhodes and the Beach Boys, among others. He spent two years perfecting this album, his only solo release completed in his lifetime, with the assistance of another musical polymath, Webb Burrel. Originally released in 1973, it has now been reissued by Man In The Moon Records, via Elektra.
The songs are mostly about the euphoria of being in love. Light, airy harmonised vocals sing innocent melodies that float gently by. The musicianship is exemplary. It is so lovely and dreamy, it’s as though the myriad acoustic guitars are stringed with silk and the floor toms are layered with goose down.
The opener, I Love You More Each day, is a toe-tapper with a lively bass line, that wouldn’t be out of place on an Eagles album. She’ll Stay With You morphs into a pleasing coda of Frankie Lyman’s Why Do Fools Fall In Love. Bobby California attempts stadium rock, complete with crowd noises drafted in from a recording of a Doors concert. After just over 34 minutes, the album concludes with a charmingly bonkers Wufferton Frog. Perhaps, Paul McCartney was listening? Otherwise, it’s folky, country style music popular at the time without any of the psychedelic colour for which Curt was best known. One wonders where his songwriting skills had gone. He co-composes only two of the eleven tracks and his voice is turned down a notch, reaching his characteristic Carl Wilsonesque falsetto just twice across the whole album.
In the final analysis, it’s just too soft and fluffy. He obviously spent those two long years, removing any trace of grit and, without grit, there can never be a pearl. All that’s left is the softest Soft Rock. Curt may have been aiming for the glorious sunshine of The Beach Boys but ended up sounding as twee as Bread with lyrics to match. (Sample; “When I wake up in the morning/And I see you next to me/It makes me feel so happy/As I thought could ever be.”) The itch in the listener’s teeth lasts a lot longer than any of the tunes in the memory.
Curt also had an identity problem. The cover photo is so blurred, he is barely recognisable. He looks like a typical middle-aged woman from 1973, complete with a perm. His surname caused difficulties, here misspelled with just one ‘t’. At times, he simplified it to Curt Becher, but even that lacks any of the glamour associated with a Pop star.
There were few buyers and those that did rejoiced in its obscurity. I doubt there will be many more now.
What does it all *mean*?
Nearly men are nearly always nearly men for a reason.
Goes well with…
A visit to the dentist, cooking the dinner using a microwave or doing household chores, such as the hoovering.
Might suit people who like…
Bread with added sugar.