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Tim Catz’ 70 RPMs

In his second column for the site, Roadsaw bassist and expert on classic heavy Tim Catz takes us through the story of Blue Öyster Cult‘s Spectres album and the laser-fied controversy that followed its release in 1977. Enjoy:

Tim Catz’ 70 RPMs

This month’s record: Blue Öyster CultSpectres
“Raise your cans of beer on high / And seal your fate forever
Our best years have passed us by / The Golden Age Of Leather”
Blue Öyster Cult, 1977

By the time Blue Öyster Cult released Spectres in 1977, the band was already showing signs of fatigue both artistically and personally. While the record was well received by fans, sales dipped for the first time in their career. Up until then, BÖC had enjoyed a slow but steady rise to the top of the hard rock heap. But following the massive popularity of Agents of Fortune, BÖC stumbled and would never again return to form. Though they would enter the ‘80s with the platinum selling Fire of Unknown Origin, much of the band’s mystique had been stripped away. In short, Spectres would be the last good album BÖC would make.

From ‘72 to ‘74, Blue Öyster Cult released what is widely regarded as their artistically best records. Blue Öyster Cult, Tyranny and Mutation and Secret Treaties became hard rock classics and all bore the unique BÖC brand, the famous “hooked cross” symbol. Brimming with obtuse lyrical mysticism, expert musicianship and vague occult leanings, these three albums quickly established BÖC as force to be reckoned with in the burgeoning rock scene.

By 1976, BÖC was poised for a commercial breakthrough. Agents of Fortune brought the band huge success and gave them their first Top 40 hit, the now-infamous “Don’t Fear The Reaper.” Slicker production and leaner song arrangements, together with a growing reputation for their live shows, brought BÖC out of the underground, onto FM radio airwaves and into the stadiums.

But joining the big leagues brought new pressures to the band . After all, this was the heyday of KISS, Queen and Alice Cooper and enormous and often outrageous stage theatrics were the rage. So on the advice of their manager, BÖC gathered up all their freshly-earned money and purchased the latest and greatest in light show technology: lasers. Designed to blow stoned adolescent minds, the enormous and cumbersome rig shot dozens red laser beams that cut through billowing banks of smoke, shot out of guitars into piercing prisms that showered the entire crowd through Eric Bloom‘s walnut sized diamond ring. The kids loved it.

The tours were a smash and kids everywhere scrambled into stadiums to bear witness. However as the show rolled on, rumors began to circulate about fans in the audience being blinded by rays that hit them directly in their bloodshot eyes and dilated pupils. Other problems arose with the lasers as well. The size and awkward design of the rig made transporting it difficult and expensive. So big in fact, that it required its own 18-wheeler and crew to care for it. Nonetheless, BÖC soldiered on.

With pressure mounting from Columbia Records to capitalize on Agents’ success , the band quickly wrote and recorded Spectres between breaks in their relentless tour schedule. Released in ’77, the record did well even if side one’s opening track , “Godzilla” was no “Reaper.” Many longtime fans balked at the song and called it a “novelty” on par with “Disco Duck,” which had topped the charts earlier in the year.

There are great moments as well. The album improves immediately with “Golden Age of Leather.” An ode to bikers who go to war with unknown forces in the desert, the song is forged in classic BÖC form. “Searching for Celine” and “I Love the Night” also stay true to BÖC’s best nature. Other tracks, however, show signs of lyrical laziness and overt “pop” leanings. The goofy “R.U. Ready 2 Rock ” is a no-brainer call and response crowd pleaser at best. Similarly disappointing is “Going through the Motions.” Co-written by Ian Hunter, the song is an obvious attempt to hit the charts and has a lukewarm mid-tempo feel throughout.

As sales of Spectres slipped, complaints from fans about retina damage from the laser show increased. Soon the FDA and other government agencies were involved and quickly handed down their ruling. BÖC’s infamous laser show was deemed unsafe for audiences and ordered to be removed from their live show. It was a huge blow. After having invested so much of their earnings into the rig, the band was now the proud owners of an unusable and unsellable monstrosity. The lasers were immediately warehoused and rumored to have eventually been donated to the Smithsonian Museum as a tax write-off.

The damage was done. The financial fallout was enormous as BÖC scrambled to find new props for their show to keep audiences interested and ticket sales from dwindling. They tried wheeling out a huge rubber Godzilla head during “Godzilla.” that breathed smoke and waved around over the head of drummer Alan Bouchard, who would routinely flip drum sticks into the spewing mouth of the monster. Truly a sight to see, but a far cry from laser beams.

In the years that followed, BÖC lost much of their power, popularity and original lineup. And while Spectres is by no stretch BÖC’s best album, it is the last album that even slightly resembles the imaginative force they once were. “Don’t Fear the Reaper” may have made them stars, but it was their costly laser failure that made them bona fide rock legends.

Post-script:
* In the 1994 movie Stoned Age, there’s a running gag where one of the “stoner dudes” keeps seeing a flaming eyeball following him every time “Don’t Fear the Reaper” plays.

*The first three BÖC albums are known to fans as, “the black and white years,” due to the stark, colorless nature of the album covers artwork by illustrator Bill Gawlik.

* Keyboardist Allen Lanier‘s close friend, singer and punk icon Patti Smith contributed lyrics and backup vocals to a number of BÖC’s songs over the years.

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6 Responses to “Tim Catz’ 70 RPMs”

  1. Woody says:

    Nice one. Always liked this BOC tape.

  2. me says:

    Really great to see BOC get a mention here. One of the best bands of the 70s in my opinion. In the era before “Reaper” they were just so unique and innovative and truly cult. They brought a sense of literacy, intelligence, humor and subversion that is over-looked by people who only know the radio songs. In some ways they are the spiritual forebears to bands like Tool who introduced their audience to new concepts and ideas and inhabited their own piece of the musical landscape and made art in the heavy rock framework. The first five albums are the great period and personally Secret Treaties is their high water mark. If you want to check them out, start there. All hail the Red and the Black.

  3. TimCatz says:

    ^^^^exactly!!!!

  4. Reefer says:

    Secret Treaties is definitely their high point. However, I would argue that Fire of Unknown Origin is easily as great as the “black and white era” records. Poppier, perhaps, but still the damn good songwriting and perfect degree of quirkiness BOC fans come to expect.

  5. Tony says:

    Great read. I love BOC and have always felt they were the missing link between the 60’s psychedelia and the 70’s hard rock/metal scene. I enjoy much of their material and always found it pretty cool that they had both Michael Moorecock and Jim Carroll (2 of my favorite writers) do lyrics for them.

    There is a movie called The Stoned Age (not the National Lampoon one) that is about a guy who get a laser shined on him during the solo of Don’t Fear the Reaper and has a spiritual awakening. Pretty amusing movie. Plus there is a cameo by BOC, who just happen to be selling t-shirts outside a concert.

  6. Richard says:

    That BOC never regained their feet beyond ‘Spectres’ has become a received wisdom. We all have an opinion, but a subjective viewpoint should perhaps not be presented as unarguable fact, which seems to have been what Tim’s done in his assertion that this album was the last good record the band would make.

    Such a position is to dismiss, say, ‘Fire of Unknown Origin’ which – IMHO, I stress – is packed to the rafters with truly great songs; indeed, not a duff moment anywhere. ‘Mirrors’ was thinner, but still featured ‘Great Sun Jester’ and ‘The Vigil’. ‘Cultosaurus’ gave us ‘Black Blade’ and the peerless ‘Lips’. Then there was ‘Shooting Shark’ and ‘Take Me Away’ and the definitive ‘Astronomy’… I could go on.

    I think the problem some BOC purists have is that, in honing its craft to an FM/MTV-friendly sheen, the band somehow let the side down. This mindset is a little like that of the early-adopting Pink Floyd fan who won’t tolerate a bar beyond Syd Barrett’s dismissal; or people who think the Clash lost it shortly after ‘White Riot’.

    Perhaps it’s the ‘underground’ element: as long as a band remains ostensibly a word-of-mouth ‘cult’, people with mildly elitist tendencies (believe me, I’ve been there) will gather it knowingly to their bosom, advising anyone who’ll listen that this is the most important music they’ll hear this year. Once it’s out there and everything goes platinum, however, the importance is somehow diminished and the true believers go away and find other artists of unknown origin to evangelise. (Rock critics, by whom I mean the guys on Rolling Stone and the NME in the 70s who eventually crossed over to the mainstream, have a lot to answer for; has anyone noticed how ‘Exile On Main Street’ is now unequivocally the go-to Stones album, even though most of today’s cheerleaders for EOMS were critically panning it when it was released in 1972? Received wisdom mixed with revisionism, indeed).

    This is not to dismiss BOC’s earlier records. All of them are astounding; the hardest of hard rock’n’roll with those delicious cod-occult overtones, and even from ‘Last Days of May’ evidence of a rock band capable of great subtlety and intelligence. But the best groups in the world do actually get better, even if critical mass is ultimately reached at the point they can no longer seem to muster a good tune. In BOC’s case – again, in my humble opinion, and feel free to disagree – this moment arrived with ‘Club Ninja’. For these ears, until this point Blue Oyster Cult, with minor exceptions, produced consistently mesmerising and memorable rock music.

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