
Richard Lloyd
No Use for Perfection
originally published July 23, 2008
Godlis
Richard Lloyd
Like many musicians of his generation, Richard Lloyd, former guitarist for the band Television, picked up his instrument after watching groups like The Beatles and The Rolling Stones perform on The Ed Sullivan Show. However, unlike many musicians of his generation, instead of getting caught up in the hysteria of the British invasion, Lloyd approached the scene anthropologically, wondering how a band of innocuous-looking young men could create such a phenomenon.
“I sought out the influences of the first British invasion,” remembers Lloyd, “which took me to two places: harmonies like The Everly Brothers and Buddy Holly and the American blues of Muddy Waters, John Lee Hooker and Buddy Guy. By 1967, I had figured out that the magic wand behind all of this was the guitar. Early classic rock really emphasized the electric guitar.”
After determining the modus operandi of the bands he watched as a youth, Lloyd developed his own unique style of guitar playing - a style that was raw and straight from the garage - complex and lyrical. But, Lloyd never strove for technical perfection on his instrument.
“There is something about perfection in the performance of the guitar which is deeply unsettling,” says Lloyd. “One goes to the circus because although one hopes that no one is going to be hurt, there is always an inherent danger in the tightrope walking and wild animal trainers. Nowadays when you go and see an acclaimed guitar player who [has] reached a certain technical perfection, although they can perform spectacular athletic activities on the guitar, there is no danger or real chance that they might fall off the edge.”
In Television, Lloyd and guitarist/songwriter Tom Verlaine willfully pushed the boundaries of their craft, helping to define both a location (New York) and an era (the '70s). Of all the so-called “punk” bands that cut their teeth in New York’s Bowery neighborhood, Television was the most accomplished at its instruments and arguably the most inventive.
In fact, at first the group even had to invent places to perform. The paucity of live music venues forced Television to rent out theaters and other unconventional stages. Lloyd says the band’s goal at the time was to find a regular place to play, a place where the group could become the house band and develop both audiences and its own material.
The group’s luck changed after encountering a man on a stepladder putting up an awning in front of a building in the Bowery. Verlaine approached the man and asked if he planned on having live music at his venue. Although the man answered "yes," he expressed disdain at the idea of allowing the rock and roll element into his establishment.
“We told him that [our music] was original rock music but like nothing he had ever heard,” remembers Lloyd. “We tried to convince them that our music was nothing like what he thought of rock music - that it was completely original and different and not even that loud.”
Lloyd and company persuaded the man, Hilly Kristal, to give them a chance on Sunday - his slowest night of the week.
“Luckily, we drew a pretty good audience,” says Lloyd, “and so [we] convinced him to give us four Sundays in a row. That was the beginning of CBGB.”
The rest, as they say, is history. Word about the venue grew, and in no time bands such as The Ramones, Talking Heads and Blondie helped turn CBGB into ground zero for the burgeoning music scene.
“Even though CBGB was underneath a flophouse, and there were always bums passed out in front of the doorway,” says Lloyd, “it was like posting a four year-long New Year's Eve party. Even though it closed last year, it is without a doubt the most famous rock and roll club in the history of rock and roll, and I was very excited to have been part of its founding.”
Having etched its name permanently on the great rock and roll scroll, in 1977 Television further solidified its stellar reputation by releasing the critically acclaimed debut full-length album, Marquee Moon. Like many albums ahead of their time, it failed to reach a wide audience. The group’s second album, Adventure, released in 1978, sold better but didn’t elevate the band to Led Zeppelin-like status, either. A year later, the group disbanded, and Television was relegated to a permanent status as cult heroes residing just below the broader cultural radar.
Years later, Lloyd again briefly entered into the public consciousness when he lent his guitar prowess to Matthew Sweet’s 1991 debut record, Girlfriend. Since that time, Lloyd has contributed to nearly all of Sweet’s albums.
“I did a good deal of touring with Matthew in the beginning. Once on the tour bus he wrote 56 different songs in a week, and all of them were good. It blew my mind, because writing songs for me has always been like pulling teeth. Once in a while a song writes itself; those are the best, but usually you get a little bit of it and then have to work the rest with a lot of sweat and tears.”
Lloyd is currently touring in support of his most recent solo album, 2007’s Radiant Monkey. Also last year, Lloyd recorded an album of Jimi Hendrix covers, using no effects whatsoever - not even the ones Hendrix himself used - and limiting each track to a maximum of three guitars.
“Right now we are waiting for the mechanical licenses from the Hendrix estate,” says Lloyd, “and hopefully the record will be out early next year.”
These days, Lloyd’s immense talent is still apparent, though his style of fretwork quickly is becoming a lost art in the world of music.
“The modern guitarist has turned himself into a machine,” says Lloyd. “You can hear that kind of perfect guitar playing on beer commercials. It’s of no use to me.”
WHO: The SufiMonkey Trio, Richard Lloyd
WHERE: Melting Point
WHEN: Saturday, July 26
HOW MUCH: $14
WILX
Your Friendly Neighborhood Party Band
originally published July 23, 2008
Michael Goethe
WILX
As the lighter fluid slowly burned off the charcoal briquettes, and the summer sun slipped into the western sky, recently local and Oxford, MS-bred WILX returned to its roots in a Westside backyard. Maybe Athens did, too.
Once upon a time, house parties were as important to local musicians in search of stages and ears to perform on and to as any of the world-class rooms dotting our downtown cityscape today. The recipes varied, but invariably there was some combination of kegs, coolers, tiki torches, grills, pot luck cooperation, a grassroots or DIY spirit and potato salad - or so we’ve been told. While the get-downs not happening downtown haven’t completely disappeared - fraternity houses and secretive townie makeshift venues still offer the old-school Athens experience - the random neighborhood block party has become increasingly rare.
When singer and guitarist Hayden Smith’s father recently lost a long and difficult battle with cancer, a performance at Farm 255 had to be rescheduled, and Flagpole, more specifically, this correspondent, was left in a quandary of sorts. How to fill this space having never before witnessed a WILX live experience? Not much of a dilemma if the band had an extensive catalog of releases and a ridiculous YouTube presence, but, alas, the 2008 Flagpole Music Award nominee for Best Jam/Improv act was a veritable enigma, and those are difficult to report on. Not to worry, the capable band handlers (namely Owen Gray from Nimbleslick Management and Consulting) advised that the feel good four-piece was unafraid to tote a PA and make a house call. Flagpole agreed to procure a few boxes of Bubba Burgers and notify the neighbors. The block party was on. Cue the fireflies.
With what had to be a heavy heart, Smith, who would later reveal blistered hands earned from sliding the roundwound steel strings of his father’s Taylor acoustic shortly after his passing, summoned the will to blast through several tracks from the group’s forthcoming, and as yet untitled, full-length debut. The album, recorded locally with John Keane (Widespread Panic) and set to drop this fall, was wrapped up earlier that Friday afternoon. The de facto frontman took a moment from mourning to celebrate the fact that the record was in the can. He was obviously uplifted by his band mates: fellow guitarist and vocalist Grant Mitchell along with a back end anchored by the hybrid rhythmic styling of bassist Taylor Arnall and the relentless School of Rock drumming of Wilkes Evans (yes, the band’s namesake), who appeared to become even more inspired as his bullet sweating face grimaced intensely, and the last of the sun bounced off his cymbals.
An older neighbor, who dropped by with her prized pair of Pomeranians and the cattle prod device that accompanies the trio on their clockwork neighborhood walks, needed a little assistance with the keg, and as the cold, cheap domestic flowed she admitted she’s not seen a live band since 1995 - the year her “go downtown buddy passed.” As the band played the opening notes of “Settle Down” and Smith declares, “There’s a storm brewing in my thoughts today/ The winds won’t seem to settle down,” a very real breeze passed through the backyard, and it’s decided that the neighbor shouldn’t have to wait another decade plus to dial into an Athens rock and roll experience again.
“Being able to come outside and play and do something different is definitely very cool. To shake things up and kinda’ throw yourself and your music into a different environment... it’s always interesting,” says Mitchell. Evans picked up on the thought adding, “We’re really just getting back to our roots - it all started with us doing the house party thing and getting together with some friends and just rocking!”
After those fateful parties, things got a little more serious. The band recorded an EP back home in Oxford they wanted John Keane to master, but it was never released and things, in Smith’s words, “sorta’ fizzled out.” Arnall clarifies, admitting, “We were growing so quickly then, too, evolving so fast.” Mitchell interjects, “We really had to hit the brakes,” and Arnall completes the thought, “to reflect…”
The new album, which Flagpole was happy to receive hot off the presses, displays the collective’s chumminess yet tones down the Southern jammy edge on full display in live environs. In their stead you’ll find radio-ready rock that can’t be pigeon-holed by geography. Expect the celebration of sophomoric debauchery titled “You and Yours,” where guest Jason Fuller’s (Ween) piano magic gives the jam a Best of Billy Joel (seriously) vibe, to fully resonate with the undergrads (and other likeminded party people). Keep an eye on Mitchell, too. The unassuming vocalist contributes quite the gem in “Rest My Soul,” a rural, hook-filled rocker that gently navigates the border between ballad and darkish dirge, and it's easily the most Dixie-tinged of the eight tracks. If the guy has more songs like this in his canon, let ‘em rip.
It’s hard to imagine the band being afraid to try something new or straying too far from their ground roots. While that statement sounds conflicting, the rationale is working well for WILX.
WILX opens the first of two nights of Perpetual Groove at the Georgia Theatre.
WHO: WILX, Perpetual Groove
WHERE: Georgia Theatre
WHEN: Thursday, July 24
HOW MUCH: $15
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