Suzi Quatro (Can the Can)
Suzi Quatro
℗ 1973 Bell Records BELL 1302
As glam rock debut albums go, you'll have to search a long way to find one that outclasses Suzi Quatro's opening shot. Though her fame and, of course, her hit singles-so-far were based around songwriters Nicky Chinn and Mike Chapman's guileless ability to crank out the classics, away from the glare of TV and radio play the pair allowed Quatro and partner Len Tuckey full rein. The result was an album of several very distinct parts, inextricably linked by the sheer power of the Quatro personality. The heart of Suzi Quatro lies in the band's choice of covers. Harking back to Quatro's years in Detroit clubland, there's a Slade-meets-Stonesy grind through "I Wanna Be Your Man," a raucous blast through "All Shook Up," and, restating the song's claim to be the best rock & roller any Briton ever wrote, Johnny Kidd's "Shaking All Over," garageland sexuality oozing out from every pore. Chinnichap's "Primitive Love," one of the finest songs that the duo ever left unnoticed on an LP, then echoes that same intent, seething percussion and unearthly crowd sounds building around a jungle chant that reduces Quatro's characteristic cries to a breathy growl that is pure animal seduction. Of Quatro/Tuckey's own contributions, "Glycerine Queen" (already familiar from a B-side) and "Shine My Machine" are the most in character, straightforward rockers bolstered by the band's already trademark roiling rhythm. "Skin Tight Skin," on the other hand, is the most adventurous, bucking the formula in favor of a slow swing and a vocal that is straight out of West Side Story. Since cherry-picked as the basis for any number of Quatro compilations, Suzi Quatro itself is best experienced either in its original form or across the 1988 Rock Til Ya Drop CD collection, which allies the LP in its entirety with five more period singles and B-sides (plus, inexplicably, two tracks dating from 1977-1978). In either guise, Suzi Quatro remains one of the most nakedly sexual albums of the entire glam rock epoch — and one of the hottest debuts of the decade. — Dave Thompson. |
- 1. 48 Crash (Chapman - Chinn) [03:56]
- 2. Glycerine Queen (Quatro - Tuckey) [03:48]
- 3. Shine my Machine (Quatro - Tuckey) [03:50]
- 4. Official Suburban Superman (Quatro - Tuckey) [03:06]
- 5. I Wanna Be Your Man (Lennon - McCartney) [03:20]
- 6. Primitive Love (Chapman - Chinn) [04:13]
- 7. Can the Can (Chapman - Chinn) [03:50]
- 8. All Shook Up (Blackwell - Presley) [03:50]
- 9. Sticks and Stones (Quatro - Tuckey) [03:41]
- 10. Skin Tight Skin (Quatro - Tuckey) [04:21]
- 11. Get Back Mamma (Quatro) [05:56]
- 12. Rockin' Moonbeam (Quatro - Tuckey) [02:54]
- 13. Shakin' All Over (Heath) [03:34]
Участие в альбоме:
- Suzi Quatro: bass, lead vocals
- Alastair McKenzie: electric piano, grand piano, mellotron, backing vocals
- Dave Neal: drums, backing vocals
- Len Tuckey: guitar, slide guitar, backing vocals
Тексты:
48 Crash
(Chapman - Chinn)
Well you got the hands of a man and the face of a little boy blue-ue And when you stand you're so grand there's a case just for looking at you-oo oo-oo You're so young, you could have been the devil's son You're so young, but like a hang up I'll be sad when you're old and you're gone Watch Out! You know the 48 Crash come like a lightning flash (48 Crash, 48 Crash) And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash (48 Crash, 48 Crash) 48 Crash, 48 Crash Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash And it's a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash, that's the 48 Crash You've got the kind of a mind of a juvenile Romeo-o And you're so blind you could find that your motor ain't ready to go-o o-o You're so young, you're a hot shot son of a gun You're so young, but like a teenage tearaway soon you'll be torn and you'll run Watch Out! You know the 48 Crash come like a lightning flash (48 Crash, 48 Crash) And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash (48 Crash, 48 Crash) 48 Crash, 48 Crash Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash And it's a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash, that's the 48 Crash Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash) Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash) Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash) Crash, Crash, AAAGH! You know the 48 Crash comes like a lightning flash (48 Crash, 48 Crash) And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash (48 Crash, 48 Crash) 48 Crash, 48 Crash Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash And it's a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash That's the 48 Crash 48 Crash 48 Crash 48 Crash 48 Crash 48 Crash 48 Crash 48 Crash 48 Crash 48 Crash 48 Crash 48 Crash
Glycerine Queen
(Quatro - Tuckey)
Born in the world of a fifty-dollar dream Tailor-made coat with a straight back seam Just can't resist the twilight life of a queen Takin' pocket money givin' shady secrets back Soft-spoken sillhouette is part of the act Mother's undertaker wouldn't dig you a hole in the wall Glycerine Queen fightin' hard to win Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen What's the matter, Queenie, Won't they let you in? Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen Five will get you ten here on the prowl again Put your pot of gold in the lion's den Your parasite mind ain't the truly respectable kind Your life-style past is gonna get you soon Spend a few years in a padded room A book full of blues, bad memories to pass the time Glycerine Queen fightin' hard to win Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen What's the matter, Queenie, Won't they let you in? Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen We all laughed at the Glycerine Queen We all laughed at the Glycerine Queen What's the matter, Queenie, Won't they let you in? Glycerine Queen fightin' hard to win Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen What's the matter, Queenie, Won't they let you in? Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen
Shine my Machine
(Quatro - Tuckey)
Down in Motor City where I come from People like their music loud Motown was born down the east side Detroit is the name of my town Factory-workers, hippies and crew-cuts Jumping up and down in their seats In the daytime it sure looks different But at night it's just a rock-n-roll beat So rev my engine Shine my machine Drive me-pet me, baby Fill me with Slo-Gin Soul-brother likes his old Motown The greaser still likes to jive You can't knock a rocker for rockin' It's what keeps this city alive So rev my engine Shine my machine Drive me-pet me, baby Fill me with Slo-Gin Soul-brother likes his old Motown The greaser still likes to jive You can't knock a rocker for rockin' It's what keeps this city alive So rev my engine Shine my machine Drive me-pet me, baby Fill me with Slo-Gin
Official Suburban Superman
(Quatro - Tuckey)
Give me the man who ain't like no other man Gives lovin' freely Official Suburban Superman No dirty laundry lyin' over the chair No moody Judy Vacuum cleaner salesman of the year Acts like Mr. Snow White with all his seven dwarves And the streets they're lined with lamplights And there's one for every door The gates ain't even pad locked And the windows are open wide And the drapes...they're pulled completely For what the have to hide Keeper of the castle don't know what's been goin' on The lock on lady Love-Life Don't appear to be so very strong Well, ladies if you look you'd better leave that door ajar Wham, bam and thank you The Official Suburban Superman
I Wanna Be Your Man
(Lennon - McCartney)
I wanna be your lover, baby I wanna be your man I wanna be your lover, baby I wanna be your man Tell me that you love me, baby Tell me that you understand Tell me that you love me, baby I wanna be your man I wanna be your man I wanna be your man I wanna be your man I wanna be your man Love you like no other, baby Like no other can Love you like no other, baby Like no other can Tell me that you love me, baby Tell me that you understand Tell me that you love me, baby I wanna be your man I wanna be your man I wanna be your man I wanna be your man I wanna be your man I wanna be your lover, baby I wanna be your man I wanna be your lover, baby I wanna be your man Love me like no other, baby Like no other can Love me like no other, baby I wanna be your man
Primitive Love
(Chapman - Chinn)
Primitive love, Primitive love Primitive man make primitive love Primitive love, Primitive love Great heavens above, it's primitive love Primitive love, Primitive love Primitive man make primitive love Primitive love, Primitive love Great heavens above, it's primitive love Drags his woman back of the hill Rough, and tough, but I don't care You be Tarzan, and I'll be Jane Run off and leave you But I'll come back again Primitive love, Primitive love Primitive man make primitive love Primitive love, Primitive love Great heavens above, it's primitive love You be Adam, and I'll be Eve Primitive love is all I need Jungle fever in my head Gimme strange kinda lovin' That's what I said Primitive love, Primitive love Primitive man make primitive love Primitive love, Primitive love Great heavens above, it's primitive love
Can the Can
(Chapman - Chinn)
Well you call your mamma tiger And we all know you are lying And your boyfriend's name is eagle And he lives up in the sky (high high) Watch out the tiger don't go claw the eagle's eye But let the eagle take the tiger by surprise Scratch out her eyes So make a stand for your man, honey Try to can the can Put your man in the can, honey Get him while you can Can the canCan the can If you canWell can the can Well your sister's got the feline touch, she touches up your mind And your eagle lover likes his little bit of evil loving all the time Don't let the cat get into the eagle's nest at night Because the eagle could say "yes" without a fight Scratch out her eyes So make a stand for your man, honey Try to can the can Put your man in the can, honey Get him while you can Can the can Can the can If you canWell can the can Ooh can the can (Can the can honey) Ooh can the can (Can the can honey) Uh uh can the can (Can the can honey) Ooh can the can (Can the can honey) Ooh can the can (Can the can honey) Ooh can the can (Can the can honey) AAAAH! Honey, honey Honey, honey, honey Make a stand for your man, honey Try to can the can Put your man in the can, honey Get him while you can Can the canCan the can If you can Make a stand for your man, honey Try to can the can Put your man in the can, honey Get him while you can Can the canCan the can If you can AAh! Make a stand for your man
All Shook Up
(Blackwell - Presley)
Well, bless my soul. What's wrong with me? I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree My friends say I'm acting queer as a bug I'm in love I'm all shook up My hands are shaking and my knees are week I can't seem to stand on my own two feet Who do you thank when you have such luck I'm in love I'm all shook up Well, please don't ask me what's on my mind I'm a little mixed up, but I'm feeling fine When I'm with the girl that I love best My heart beats so, and it scares me to death She touches my hand and what a thrill I got Her lips are like a volcano that's hot I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup I'm in love I'm all shook up Well, bless my soul. What's wrong with me? I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree My friends say I'm acting queer as a bug I'm in love I'm all shook up
Sticks and Stones
(Quatro - Tuckey)
Sticks and stones may break my bones But you gotta take my rock and roll Sticks and stones may break my bones But you gotta take my rock and roll Tune my mind to the station radio My baby told me he ain't comin' back no mo' Romeo, don't you know You steal my pride and go Turned me on from he old matrimonial blow He's so stiff even music couldn't make him go Your batteries are running low And I ain't stayin', no, no, no Sticks and stones may break my bones But you gotta take my rock and roll Sticks and stones may break my bones But you gotta take my rock and roll We're alone tonight and you've done let me go I need some man to tease before I get too old You're movin' way to slow So on your feet and go
Skin Tight Skin
(Quatro - Tuckey)
Skin tight skin, hair dyed and walks like a rainbow Where she goes the Joe knows her middle name High heels, click, clack Hey are you walkin' or stalkin? Because people are talkin' Don't you believe it Don't you believe it ah Lipstick skin per plastic made-to-measure warm Chip shop, milk bar pickup number one off the wall High-time, play-time, even daytime, find time to sleep some Because people are talkin' Don't you believe it Don't you believe it ah
Get Back Mamma
(Quatro)
Get back, Mamma You've been holdin' me down too long You're always sayin' I can't make it alone Music taking up all of my day Make or break, but I'll do it my way Get back, Mamma You've been holdin' me down too long Good-bye, Mamma I appreciate your lovin' care Packed my bags and I'm off to I don't know where You may be right and you may be wrong I'm still young and I'm going strong now Get back, Mamma You've been holding me down too long Get back, Mamma You've been holdin' me down too long You're always sayin' I can't make it alone You may be right and you may be wrong I'm still young and I'm going strong now Get back, Mamma You've been holding me down too long
Rockin' Moonbeam
(Quatro - Tuckey)
Hip-shakin', boogie baby You're never gonna be no queen Passed your time and lost your prime Now you're twenty years past your teens Well, like a blast from the bloodline special And the doctors are growing rich What the guys in town are being passed around It ain't no seven year itch Rockin' Moonbeam You're a cool operator Rockin' Moonbeam You old heart breaker Rockin' Moonbeam You two-bit taker Cover up your frown It's only age that will slow you down Rockin' Moonbeam Rock, Rockin' Moonbeam Hip-shakin', boogie baby You're never gonna be no queen Passed your time and lost your prime Now you're twenty years past your teens
Shakin' All Over
(Heath)
When you move in right up close to me That's when I get the shakes all over me Quivers in my back bone I got the shakes in my thigh bone I got the Quivers in my knee bone Shakin' all over Just the way that you say goodnight to me Brings the feeling out inside of me Quivers in my back bone I got the shakes in my thigh bone I got the Quivers in my knee bone Shakin' all over Well, you make me shake, and I like to shake You make me shake (Can the can, honey) Quivers in my back bone I got the shakes in my thigh bone I got the Quivers in my knee bone Shakin' all over