Seth Bate reviews "The Peter Stanley Collection: A Lifetime of Music" By SETH BATE
Club 47 couldn't have been an easy room to play. It was located at 47 Mt. Auburn, Cambridge, Mass., next door to Cahaly's Grocery. It wasn't too far from Cafe Mozart over on Grolier Street. Like Gertie's and The Iguana, the club is still legendary, and people who were born long after the doors were closed speak about it reverentially. By 1962, the year Bob Dylan released an album, Club 47 had developed a reputation for being a "one-up" crowd. A folk DJ who lived in Boston at the time said the 47 crowd sized up each person who entered and often dismissed the new person before he or she ordered, much less took the stage. These days, Club 47 has been reincarnated as Club Passim, still an influential spot that attracts folkies for weekly open mikes. In the first CD of his eight-volume "The Peter Stanley Collection: A Lifetime of Music" (Talkeetna Records), Peter Stanley captures an evening at Club 47 in 1960. Of the dozen or so artists who performed that night, most are forgotten. Some of the musicians never rose from the ranks of the Boston music scene, and there is no evidence that they should have. Others, including Eric von Schmidt, Jackie Washington and Jim Kweskin, sound as though they were onto something. What will amaze people is that Joan Baez was there. She's captured here sounding both sweet on "I Never Will Marry" and fierce on "Bloody Well Dead." It's wonderful to have a glimpse of the direction Baez was heading 40 years ago. The treasure on "Fire at Club 47" is a set of three songs by Tom Rush. It's hard to say whether Rush sounds any different now than he did when this recording was made. He clearly already understood how to preserve the grit of folk and blues while bringing a sense of musicianship to them. "Pretty Boy Floyd" maintains the emotion of a Woody Guthrie but belongs in a music hall. Stanley himself is on this recording, turning in a nice version of Guthrie's "Pastures of Plenty." The other seven CDs in Stanley's box set combine home recordings and previously released material. In the tradition of The Weavers and the Kingston Trio, most of Stanley's material is traditional or nearly traditional. He is an adept fingerpicker and has a baritone that can sing sad ballads one minute, then spit out talking blues the next. Fans of "raw" folk music may find that Stanley strays into Burl Ives territory too often, treating folk songs as art songs. Those who appreciate songwriting will be disappointed to know that in eight volumes of liner notes, not a single songwriter is credited. These quibbles aside, the collection is a great listen, especially for those influenced by the folk boom of the '50s and '60s. The CDs, which span almost 40 years, are:
There is no question that this collection is exhaustive and exhausting. Listening to nearly eight hours of music, much of it never intended for commercial release, is surprisingly intimate. With the exception of "Fire at Club 47," there is no CD included that stands on its own as essential music. At the same time, one can't help but have respect and fondness for a man who kept playing and learning music for the love of it while some of his contemporaries gained celebrity status. Stanley captured the fire at Club 47, and he's been spreading it for 40 years.
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