13 Songs, 40 Minutes

EDITORS’ NOTES

Diagnosed with a fatal cancer, 77-year-old Lee Hazlewood went about putting together his final album. An old-school maverick who enjoyed several hits with Nancy Sinatra in the ‘60s and received plaudits from the alternative rock crowd in later years, Hazlewood never seemed fazed or concerned with his rising or falling fortunes and doesn’t allow for sentimental moments despite the dimming of the day. His stoic demeanor lends a cool, detached drama to everything he touches and this final collection is every bit as weird and unpredictable as the man himself. “Nothing” begins things with a comedic deadpan, as everything is reduced to, well, nothing. The ‘70s Dave Loggins lite-rock hit “Please Come to Boston” is revived in a smooth, uncampy duet. Hazlewood’s “Some Velvet Morning” is reprised in abbreviated form with a vocal from his granddaughter, while “These Boots Are Made for Walkin’” is updated with guitar legend Duane Eddy on lead guitar. Hazlewood turns political for “Baghdad Knights” and goes for a quick waltz with “Fred Freud.” Spirited until the end.

EDITORS’ NOTES

Diagnosed with a fatal cancer, 77-year-old Lee Hazlewood went about putting together his final album. An old-school maverick who enjoyed several hits with Nancy Sinatra in the ‘60s and received plaudits from the alternative rock crowd in later years, Hazlewood never seemed fazed or concerned with his rising or falling fortunes and doesn’t allow for sentimental moments despite the dimming of the day. His stoic demeanor lends a cool, detached drama to everything he touches and this final collection is every bit as weird and unpredictable as the man himself. “Nothing” begins things with a comedic deadpan, as everything is reduced to, well, nothing. The ‘70s Dave Loggins lite-rock hit “Please Come to Boston” is revived in a smooth, uncampy duet. Hazlewood’s “Some Velvet Morning” is reprised in abbreviated form with a vocal from his granddaughter, while “These Boots Are Made for Walkin’” is updated with guitar legend Duane Eddy on lead guitar. Hazlewood turns political for “Baghdad Knights” and goes for a quick waltz with “Fred Freud.” Spirited until the end.

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Ratings and Reviews

4.1 out of 5
8 Ratings
8 Ratings
jbhobo ,

What a Discovery!

You can't really classify Lee Hazelwood... rock, a mix of classical, spread over with a sprinkling of western-folk, and topped off with some new age electronics... simply wonderful!
Like a recipe of this and that which blends itself into the folky and unusal lyrics, Haxelwood's voice is both deep and resounding like Jonny Cash. I loved it.

nocrickets ,

Miss ya, Mr. Lee

Nice to hear that at 77 and dying of cancer, ol' Lee could still produce a few tracks of mad, stupid genius. As with all LH albums, a lot of this is just unlistenably campy quirky kitsch. But a few tracks are as good-bad awesome-awful stupid-genius as anything from his heyday -- the Tex-Mex kraut rock of "First Kiss," the mashup of tough guy talk and Bobby Goldsboro schmaltz that's "TOM," the classic Lee ballad "Sacrifice" and bar room ballad "It's Nothing to Me" are all songs only Lee H could have dreamed up.

Lance-Haiti ,

Music's too important...

Interesting "General Eclectic" and as such few will like it all, but The First Song of the Day is a priceless gem which I first heard on an AA flight from London. A good driving disco beat with Lee singing the first half in German and the second half in English, catchy lyrics (eg. "music's too important, get yourself a good assortment...") and a little self-deprecating humor thrown in at the end. It's been the first song of my day on many days... and I'm glad it's in my assortment.

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