Sounds Delightful #16: Necessary covers

When evaluating cover songs, the primary distinction is not whether the cover is good or bad, but whether it is necessary. Consider Weezer’s recent cover of Toto’s “Africa.” This cover is not bad. Weezer is a talented and professional rock band. They know how to sing, play their instruments, and reproduce the sounds of “Africa.” But that’s about where it ends. Weezer’s “Africa” is a pretty faithful cover, and it doesn’t evoke any response in me beyond, “Oh here’s ‘Africa.’ Why did they do this?” I suspect people like it for the exact same reasons they like the original: it’s decently catchy and somehow likably idiotic.

By contrast, a necessary cover must do something different from the original song, while at the same time standing on its own merits. If it’s not different, as in the case of “Africa,” then why not just listen to the original, no matter how proficient the cover? And if it’s not good, all the insane interpretation in the world won’t save it.

Based on that thesis, I’ve put together a mix of some favorite necessary covers, along with some thoughts on what makes them work. As I wrote about these songs, a few more specific themes emerged. These include changing up the genre or arrangement, updating the lyrics, mashing multiple songs together, shifting the emotional tenor, and highlighting an element that doesn’t necessarily stand out in the original. The last theme is particularly interesting to me, since a common thread of many of these covers is that they draw out melody in ways the originals don’t. That’s surprising to me because I usually think of melody as a function of songwriting — a song as it’s written is either melodic or not. But it turns out that certain performers really make you hear those melodies, and of course those are the ones I like best.

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1. The Bongos — “Mambo Sun” (1982) I hear The Bongos’ “Mambo Sun” as a spiritual ancestor of the pop-punk cover, speeding up the tempo and basically just punching up everything about the original. I’m not usually hyperaware of drums, but even I can’t ignore them here. The group achieves a big drum sound, but without it being that ’80s big drum sound. Also of note: the insane vibrato on “for you” and the xylophone solo followed by what I think might be a vibraslap. Don’t get me wrong, I love T.Rex, but this cover takes Mark Bolan’s hippie nonsense poetry and ups the coolness factor significantly.

2. William Shatner — “Common People” (2004) I know I included “Common People” on another mix recently, but this one wouldn’t have felt right without it. I previously talked about why this song is awesome, so I tried to think more about why it’s a great cover. The Pulp version is fantastic of course, so it’s not begging for improvement. And there’s some extent to which I feel that an American can never truly understand the class politics of this song. But what I think Shatner’s “Common People” achieves is simply being brilliant in and of itself, against all odds. It’s got passion, it rocks, and the production is superb. Adding any conditionals to one’s praise of this song because it’s a cover would be like complaining that all Frank Sinatra songs are covers. It’s not about who wrote it, but how well the interpretation works, and in this case I wouldn’t hesitate to say that Shatner’s “Common People” stakes a real claim at being the definitive version.

3. Bob and Marsha — “To Be Young, Gifted, and Black” (1970) I first heard this before a Morrissey concert, where the pre-show entertainment was a montage of videos of Moz’s favorite songs. The man has taste. I’m honestly not that familiar with the Nina Simone original, but a few listens reveal a march-like interpretation that evokes the protests of the 1960s much more strongly than Bob and Marsha’s joyful reggae-pop cover. I’m sure Simone’s version was needed in a serious way, but the cover offers something valuable too — celebration and encouragement — while also emphasizing the pop elements of the song.

4. Barbara Streisand — “Life on Mars?” (1974) The surprising thing about this cover is the complete and absolute rightness of it. It might seem like a strange pairing, but, when you think about it, “Life on Mars?” isn’t much of a rock song to begin with. Bowie was apparently inspired to write the song after hearing “My Way,” of all things, and Streisand’s rendition really makes you hear it in the context of a big, theatrical ballad. And damn, can she sing! Maybe that’s an unnecessary statement with regard to someone like Barbara Streisand, but what a treat to be reminded of it in conjunction with such quality material.

5. The Presidents of the United States of America — “Video Killed the Radio Star” (1998) Here’s another almost pop punk cover, but with more emphasis on the pop. I think this is a successful formula because it changes the song just enough to be novel in a way that everyone likes — fast, fun, and punchy. The Buggles’ original is pretty good, but I’ve never quite loved it, and I like this better. There’s also lyrical interest in the way that the song didn’t feel particularly dated in the ‘90s. If I didn’t know it was a cover, I’d totally believe the subject matter was still relevant in 1998.

6. Love and Rockets — “Ball of Confusion” (1985) Here’s one that probably needs to be covered at least once a decade. The Temptations’ original is brilliant and so much of it is just as meaningful as ever. But it’s also very ‘70s with its Jesus Christ Superstar-style rock ’n’ soul and all those “great googamoogas”.  Love and Rockets sharpen it up for the ’80s with a spikier hard rock sound and some well chosen lyrical updates. “The politicians say ____________” is a particularly good one. I’d love to hear someone do a real update of this that sounds and feels like the 2010s.

7. Julian Cope — “5 O’Clock World” (1988) There are two great and necessary cover elements here. First, Cope gives us a liberal update on the lyrics that at once retains the meaning of the Vogues’ original, while also expanding its boundaries to an audacious degree. We’re not only breaking free of the workday, but of the whole miserable planet. Second, it combines two covers, using a little snatch of  Petula Clark’s “I Know a Place” as the middle eight. The first time I heard this, it was a delightful surprise that had me grinning so hard for the rest of the song. That Vox Continental outro is another nice nod to the ‘60s.

8. Rod Stewart — “Downtown Train” (1989) Tom Waits for me is in the category of people whose songs are at their best when they’re being sung by someone else. He’s a great songwriter, but his style is weird, and as such his version of “Downtown Train” is intimate, crabbed, and, well, weird. Rod Stewart’s version lets the melody out of its cage and opens the whole thing up to a new kind of grandness. Tom Waits is the one lurking past your gate, while Rod Stewart is shining like a new dime. Whoever produced this wisely didn’t cover up Rod’s tour de force vocal with too many adult contemporary shenanigans. And am I crazy or do those “oh babys” owe a little something to “Bllie Jean?”

9. Kirsty MacColl — “A New England” (1984) Kirsty MacColl takes Billy Bragg’s lo-fi raw diamond and polishes it up into a shining pop gem. Her treatment really brings the melody to the forefront, especially its wistful qualities. This is also a strong lyrical composition, and the changes and additions that Billy made for Kirsty’s version only make it better. “When at last it didn’t ring, I knew it wasn’t you” is a winner of a one-liner that have could have been written by Douglas Adams. But it’s the change from “I’m not looking for a new England/I’m just looking for another girl” to “Are you looking for another girl?” that really gets me. Somewhere along the way, I started to imagine that this line is not being addressed to a boy, but to England itself, as if the country is expelling those who can’t get on board with its lack of cultural support for a young woman who wants more than early motherhood and a loveless marriage.

10. Blind Melon — “Candy Says” (1994) Now this is a transformation. You might not think that The Velvet Underground’s spare, sleepy lament would work as a jangly country tune, or that Doug Yule’s sullen drone would translate to Shannon Hoon’s twangy yelps, but they do. This is another case where the cover isn’t better than the original, it’s just it’s own thing. The Blind Mellon version comes across as more emotionally immediate, letting out the pain of the situation, as opposed to just willing it into indifference. This is not on Spotify, so well worth listening to here on Mixcloud.

11. The Davenports — “Freedom” (2018) So it’s obvious by now that I like covers that emphasize the melodic elements of a song and smooth out rough edges. Does Wham! really need this treatment? I’d say, why not? I’ve always thought of George Michael as a great melody writer, and “Freedom” is one of his strongest. The Davenports have a lot of fun transforming it from one type of pop song to another. Instead of ‘80s slickness, we get Fountains of Wayne-style power pop with all the trimmings: a slightly gravelly vocal, handclaps, glorious harmonies, and a beefed up guitar sound. Totally warranted.

12 .Mark Ronson and Amy Winehouse — “Valerie” (2007) An obvious choice, you might say, but its obviousness is exactly what’s great about it. It’s rare that a 21st century song is both artistically excellent and the kind of universal crowd-pleaser that sounds equally good on an obscure mixtape or in the Banana Republic dressing room. The original is just okay, but the cover is a revelation. The sinuous vocal coaxes out a melody you can barely grasp on the Zutons’ version, and it must have taken a true leap of inspiration to hear how a slightly clunky 2000s rock song could be reframed as a brilliant 1960s pastiche. It’s not just the obvious girl group vocals that make it work, but the little touches like the Wrecking Crew-style horn arrangement. Amy Winehouse is known for that 1960s nostalgia, and more than anything it’s her combination of quality and wide appeal that we should be most nostalgic for.

Some Nights revisited

The album cover of Some Nights by fun.One good thing about getting older as a music fan is that you forget about a lot of songs. This might not seem like an obvious benefit, but there are a couple reasons why it’s great. First, hearing a favorite song after a long break is like how I imagine it would be if your present-day spouse could time travel and kiss you again for the first time — intoxicatingly novel, yet comfortingly familiar. Second, and less fancifully, it gives you some perspective on how well a song or album has held up, especially if it was brand new at the time you first liked it.

I had a particularly intense version of this experience last weekend when I listened to fun.’s album Some Nights for the first time since, oh, probably 2013. When the album came out in 2012, I was at peak infatuation with the band and more excited for their new album than I had been about any legitimately contemporary release in longer than I care to admit. I listened to Some Nights so many times that I kind of stopped enjoying it, the way you do when an album become so familiar that it fades to sonic wallpaper. And despite how much I loved it, I always wondered how all that Auto-Tune was going to sound years later.

And now — just like that — it’s years later, and I have the distance to hear Some Nights with fresh ears and evaluate its staying power. I found that it naturally divided itself up into a few groups of songs that illustrate its different elements and their varying degrees of success.

The two big hits exemplify what the band did well and are the reason they ascended, briefly, to superstar status. “We Are Young” and “Some Nights” combine the best of Queen-like classic rock bombast with signature sounds of the 2010s — big drums, shouty choruses, and a relatively restrained dash of Auto-Tune. Again, it’s that mix of the familiar and the new that people tend to like.

But I don’t think fun. would have gotten as far as they did if their music hadn’t been underpinned by some serious quality. Nate Ruess is a terrific singer. His voice is big and theatrical, with a nasal yelp that’s pleasant rather than annoying. You can especially hear this on some of the best lines from “We Are Young”: “I guess that I/I just thought/Maybe we can find new ways to fall apart.” fun. are also capable of quite good lyrics, although Some Nights — perhaps in its bid for mainstream success — tends more toward the generically relatable than the idiosyncratic. Still, “Some Nights” in particular still has a few that stand out. “Who the fuck wants to die alone/All dried out in the desert sun” has a real urgency to it, and I love the little throwaway at the end: “You wouldn’t believe/This dream I just had about you and me./I called you up and we both agreed/It’s for the best you didn’t listen.” There’s something there that alludes to a lived, ambiguous experience, rather than just an attempt at something anthemic and likable.

Another group of songs carries the vestiges of fun.’s previous incarnation: a quirky, hipsterish take on pop’s legacy, full of big hooks, creative arrangements, and classic melodies. “Why Am I the One?” is fun.’s best overall song, and I’ve written about it before. I’ve heard it plenty of times since 2013, and I’m fully convinced that it’s one for the ages. “Carry On,” also a more traditional ballad, is filled with cliches, but you can’t argue with the fact that it’s a really good singer singing a really nice tune — something I tend not to get tired of.

And then there’s “All Alone.” Hearing this was the undisputed delight of of the album for me. When it first started, I was like “Wait, what is this?” And then it all came rushing back: an uptempo-music-box-hip-hop nursery rhyme with jaunty horn bursts. Not to be too on the nose, but this is the most fun(.) song on the album. It’s also probably the best lyrical conceit, albeit in a bit of a mannered way. The song uses the metaphor of a wind-up doll to talk about a girlfriend who’s mechanical nature is off-putting to someone else in the singer’s life. It’s colorful but vague enough that I think it can be interpreted in multiple ways. If fun. ever makes another album, it should be full of songs just like this.

Like all expect the greatest masterpieces, Some Nights has a few songs that are pretty mediocre. “Some Nights – Intro” is not that memorable, especially in comparison to the similar “Some Nights.” “One Foot” has a few good lines — “I’ll die for my own sins/Thanks a lot/We’ll rise up ourselves/Thanks for nothing at all” — but the production is simply too much. And “All Alright” and “It Gets Better” are both overdone and forgettable.

“Stars” wraps up the album, and it also feel like the appropriate place to wrap up this essay. Like Some Nights itself, it shows a band straddling the gulf between classic if unfashionable pop and hit-making trendiness. I think “Stars” starts out absolutely great, picking up where “Why Am I the One?” leaves off with a snatch of the “Oh, come on” coda. The first two minutes are mid-tempo, highly melodic, and full of the kind of unrockstar-like outpouring that only Nate Ruess would attempt. Who else is going to write, let along sing, the line “But most nights I stay straight and think about my mom”? It’s temping to laugh, but next words — “Oh God, I miss her so much” — add a heart-rending element with real power to move.

Then right at the two-minute mark, it all changes. We go from something that wouldn’t be out of place on Goodbye Yellow Brick Road to a full five minutes of weird Auto-Tuned vocal riffing. I’m not sure if I like this, but from the perspective of 2018, I don’t think it’s as bad as it could have been. Auto-Tune has held up better than most traditional pop fans would have expected, so it doesn’t date the album the way it might have if no one was using it anymore. And I suppose it has the benefit of at least being weird. I mean, it’s clearly not intended to make Nate Ruess sound better, just different and experimental, so I appreciate the risk-taking aspect.

Still, I have to accept that given my age and tastes, my favorite parts of Some Nights are going to be to the more classic songs. And in the end, I don’t think it was a mistake for fun. to take a more contemporary approach, and it’s certainly an element in their chart success. Some Nights is not the consistent pop masterpiece of their previous effort, Aim + Ignite, but it’s a solid album with a few truly wonderful songs. On top of that, it’s a reminder to me that even an album that has become played out won’t stay that way forever. Life is long, and you never known when some forgotten old favorite will crop up, and you will hear it again with a mix of its old freshness, layered underneath the complexities of hindsight. You can’t force these moments, but they’re a real treat when they come.