The mother of artsy concept albums
The Velvet Underground & Nico - 1967
What more needs to be said about The Velvet Underground's debut album, The Velvet Underground & Nico, that hasn't been
told already, countless times in the past, by musicians, hipsters, and myriad rock critics? You probably have come across
many famous quotes about the band, ranging from Lester Bangs's many tributes to the band to Brian Eno's legendary line about
how back in the late 1960s, not many people bought their albums, but those who did went on to form famous bands. And even if
you've never heard the album, you've likely heard covers of their tunes by the likes of R.E.M., Nirvana, and David Bowie, and
people like Bono and Julian Casablancas (The Strokes) describing Velvet Underground's merits. Plus, you've seen Andy Warhol's
famous banana album cover. It's all enough to make a jaded Tween teenager think, What's the big deal?
Fact is, Velvet Underground were, and still remain a very big deal, indeed. Aside from the Beatles, no band in the
history of rock and roll has had more of an influence on younger bands than the Velvets, and that influence has lasted over
30 years, helping to spawn the likes of David Bowie, Roxy Music, the Sex Pistols, U2, Joy Division, New Order, R.E.M.,
Nirvana, and most recently, The Strokes. The Velvet Underground only released four albums, but those four albums (The Velvet
Underground & Nico, White Light/White Heat, The Velvet Underground, and Loaded) cover almost every facet of rock music, both
musically and thematically: rock and roll as high art, experimentation, catharsis, redemption, and celebration.
Released just a few months before the Beatles' landmark Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band in early 1967, but recorded
close to a year before, The Velvet Underground & Nico, along with Sgt. Pepper, introduced a new form of rock music: the artsy
concept album. Sgt. Pepper had its lavish, high-concept album cover, while The Velvet Underground & Nico represented the
postmodern side, with Andy Warhol's banana on a white background, with the curious message "Peel Slowly and See" in fine
print (when peeled, the listener would be treated to a pink, phallic banana underneath). Musically, the Beatles pulled out
all the stops, meticulously recording their album over several months. The Velvet Underground (Guitarist/singer Lou Reed,
multi-instrumentalist John Cale, rhythm guitarist/bassist Sterling Morrison, drummer Maureen Tucker, and "chanteuse" Nico),
on the other hand, needed just 3000 dollars and one day in the studio.
The result of that quick studio visit is astonishing, a combination of white noise, classic rock and roll, soul, and folk
music, a sound that is impossible to categorize in anything else but "The Velvet Underground". Wispy-gentle one moment,
chugging and driving the next, disturbing a few minutes later, and cacophonous at the end, The Velvet Underground & Nico was
so far ahead of its time that it still sounds fresh today, and thanks to a brand-new two-disc, Deluxe Edition of the album,
fans can now own the definitive version.
Some may argue that The Velvet Underground & Nico is not a concept album, but think about it: Lou Reed's bittersweet,
first-person narratives cut from scene to scene, much like William S. Burroughs' books Naked Lunch and The Soft Machine, a
nonlinear tale of life in New York City. Opening with the startlingly beautiful "Sunday Morning", Reed's narrator wakes up on
the morning after a night's debauchery, afraid to remember what happened the night before ("Sunday morning / And I'm falling
/ I've got a feeling / I don't want to know"). "I'm Waiting for the Man", with its pulsating beat by Tucker and Reed's and
Morrison's distorted guitars, depicts a Manhattanite's journey into Harlem to score some heroin ("Hey white boy, what you
doin' uptown? . . . He's got the works, he gives you sweet taste"), while the grandiose, yet seamy "Venus in Furs" describes
a sadomasochistic scene inspired by Leopold Sacher-Masoch's infamous novel of the same name ("Tongue the thongs, the belt
that does await you") as Cale plays a sumptuous drone on electric viola, as Morrison repeats the same two-bar bassline and
Tucker pounds ominously on tom-toms, one of the best marriages of rock and modal jazz ever recorded. The Bo
Diddley-influenced shuffle on "Run Run Run" dominates Reed's story of homeless characters such as "Teenage Mary", "Seasick
Sarah", and "Beardless Harry", while Cale's boogie-woogie piano riff drives the majestic "All Tomorrow's Parties", a
heartbreaking sketch of an empty, upper crust party girl (When midnight comes around / She'll turn once more to Sunday's
clown and cry behind the door"). "There She Goes Again" niftily steals its opening guitar riff from Otis Redding's "Hitch
Hike" as the song's misogynist narrator tells a cuckold to set his unfaithful woman straight: "You better hit her". The
twisted, Dylanesque "The Black Angel's Death Song" represents the darker side of psychedelia, and the frenetic noise-fest
"European Son", complete with its unsettling sounds of a table scraping across the studio floor and glass shattering, closes
out the album.
The album's three centerpiece songs are also polar opposites of each other. Reed's "Heroin", with its speeding and slowing
tempo accompanied by Cale's one-chord viola playing is neither a cautionary tale, nor a pro-drugs rant; in keeping with the
rest of the album, it's just another first-person depiction of a scene, but the difference here is the quality of Reed's
lyrics, whose simplicity and poeticism ("When I'm rushing on my run / And I feel just like Jesus' son") paint a picture of
the drug experience as effectively as Burroughs' Junky, and Hubert Selby, Jr.'s novel Requiem for a Dream. On the other end,
Nico provides the other highlights. The statuesque German-born model/singer (who joined the band on the request of Andy
Warhol) puts her own husky-voiced stamp on the album on "Femme Fatale" and "I'll Be Your Mirror", two of the best love songs
Reed has ever written (she also sings on "All Tomorrow's Parties"). She isn't the greatest singer, but neither is Reed, and
her sultry, Eastern European accent further enhances the album's mystique.
This new release of The Velvet Underground & Nico is a beauty. It comes in a gorgeous digipak, complete with peelable
banana, along with lyrics and extensive liner notes. The first disc features the stereo version of the album, as well as five
songs from Nico's solo debut Chelsea Girls that reunited Cale, Reed, and Morison with Nico in 1967 (the rest of the album was
written in collaboration with a young Jackson Browne); highlights include the early Reed tune "Wrap Your Troubles in Dreams"
(a demo of the song can be heard on the VU retrospective Peel Slowly and See), Cale's Celtic-tinged folk of "Winter Song",
and "Chelsea Girls", another brilliant character sketch by Reed, this time about the denizens of New York's famous Chelsea
Hotel.
Best of all, though, is the second disc, which features the album's original mono mix, previously unavailable on CD, as
well as mono versions of the album's two singles. Considered by fans to be the definitive version of the album, the mono
version has the band sounding more cohesive, and much heavier, as the bass features very prominently. The mono mix of "I'm
Waiting for the Man" blows away the stereo version, as the song thunders along, with more reverb added to Reed's vocals. Many
younger VU fans, including yours truly, have only known the stereo version of The Velvet Underground & Nico, and this release
of the mono mix is a revelation, and a must-own for longtime fans.
In a nutshell, you can't call yourself a rock music fan unless you own the entire Velvet Underground catalog (the Peel
Slowly and See box set is an easy way to do it), and if you're going to start, start by buying this Deluxe Edition of The
Velvet Underground & Nico. It may change your life, or it may not, but I guarantee you'll hear music differently after
listening to it. Music does not get any more essential than this.