I Will Carry You Home While The Westerlies Sigh

This is an update of a piece I wrote five years ago. 

It was 30 years ago today that Big Country’s The Crossing was released.

In America, Big Country has that “one-hit wonder” patina about them, which only goes to show that when it comes to music, too many Americans are ignorant clods.

While The Crossing‘s “In A Big Country” was, indeed, their only real entry into the Top40 in America, it’d be hard to overestimate what a blast of fresh air the album was in 1983.

1983 was a great year in music; it was also the year that provided many of the decade’s musical punch lines; “Putting On The Ritz” by Taco, “Mr. Roboto” by Styx, “Safety Dance” by Men Without Hats, Kajagoogoo and Culture Club and Asia and Naked Eyes and Laura Branigan and not one but two Jim Steinman bombast-fests (Bonnie Tyler’s “Total Eclipse Of The Heart” and Air Supply’s “Making Love Out of Nothing At All”) duked it out with some of the great pop music of all time; “Little Red Corvette”, Michael Jackson’s entire Thriller album back before he turned into a walking freak show, and a long list of other classics.

Amid all the good and all the bad, there was a definite trend; it was the era of the synthesizer.  The battle between analog instruments like the guitar, bass, physical drums and mechanical and electromechanical keyboards like the piano and organ on the one hand and purely-electronic ones like the synth and the sequencer had just begun. 

(And if you’ve listened to pop radio lately, you know that the electronics won.  But we’re getting fifteen years ahead of ourselves). 

Some declared the guitar dead.  Articles in Rolling Stone said that the new wave (heh heh) of cheap electronic technology would finally euthanize the venerable analog stringed instrument.  It was the year Yamaha’s revolutionary DX7 synthesizer hit the market, bringing digital Frequency Modulation technology down to around $1,000 for the first time, making it possible for pretty much anyone (with $1,000) to create any sound they wanted, save it onto cassettes (or, for a few bucks more, floppy disks!), play it onto the first inexpensive digital sequencers and MIDI processors and “drum machines” and essentially run a “band” from ones’ keyboard. The future of music, said the wonks, was pasty-faced geeks with hundred dollar haircuts in flamboyant suits, pecking away at keyboards as masses of lobotomized droogs bobbed away in the audience.

Straight into the face of those predictions charged Big Country – a band from Dunfermline, Scotland that mixed technical “wow” with actual fun (the Scottish football-hooligan atmosphere that accompanied their shows and appearances), they blew the knobs and faders off of the synth-wankers that glorious autumn.

The band wrapped itself in “Scotland” – but ironically, none of the band’s members were native Scots.  Bassist Tony Butler and drummer Mark Brzezicki were from London, guitarist Bruce Watson was Canadian, and guitarist and singer Stuart Adamson was from Manchester (although he grew up in Dunfermline.  His impenetrable brogue was the real thing).

The “wow” came partly from technology (really cheap technology, like the MXR Pitch Transposer and the e-bow, basically a hand-held electromagnet that acts like an electronic violin bow, giving a guitar infinite sustain), great guitars (the lads favoredYamaha SG2000s and Fender Strats) clever engineering and pure guitar technique to wrench amazing impersonations from their instruments; they loosely modeled bagpipes, Irish fiddles, and all manner of supercharged traditional instruments which, combined with the Gaelic-y arrangements and playing technique, roused talk of a “Celtic revival” in that year that also brought U2, the Alarm and Simple Minds to the charts.

And of course, there was great musicianship; Butler and Brzezicki were superb session musicians before Big Country; Adamson and Watson were excellent in a more restrained, controlled way.

Adamson and Watson rarely played power chords, sticking to carefully-orchestrated one-and-two-note patterns over their carefully-built sound-setups to create a distinctive, loud, joyful noise.

Nearly every song on the album was a keeper:

  1. “In a Big Country” – hardly needs explaining, right?
  2. Inwards” – like German techno, played on guitars. By humans.  Who are having fun and not praying for imminent nuclear war.
  3. Chance” – A hit single in the UK, unknown here, but a gorgeous song; spare, evocative guitars and vocal harmonies that, in Tony Butler’s career as a spectacular backup singer, are among his best. Actually one of my two favorite songs on the album.
  4. 1000 Stars” – An infectiously danceable bit of Cold War paranoia.
  5. The Storm” – As Scots-Gaelic as the flat side of a claymore.
  6. Harvest Home” – An irresistably danceable song (in the “Sword Dance” vein, rather than “Dancing With The Stars”, or even “Dance Fever with Denny Terrio”), drawn from that bottomless well of Rock and Roll inspiration, the Jacobite Rebellion and the diaspora of Scots afterwards.
  7. Lost Patrol” – Never liked this one all that much; another one of those “Gaelo-Teutonic techno on guitars” things.
  8. Close Action” – My other favorite.
  9. Fields of Fire” – The other single in the US, and one of many great bagpipe impressions…
  10. Porrohman” – A fun bit of guitar-effect wizardry to try to pick apart, but it did in fact get tiresome and shrill after a while. Hey, one out of ten ain’t bad…

The album was a huge splash in 1983.

But the band never really had much impact in the US after their debut; they only charted with one more single (“Wonderland“, from the next year, one of my favorites) which peaked at #86, while Steeltown, my favorite Big Country album, barely dented the album charts in the US (it debuted at #1 in the UK).  Steeltown’s marquee single, the spectacular “Where The Rose Is Sown“, a Falklands War protest of sorts, didn’t show up at all.

I think I spent sixty hours over my “interim” period in 2004 (my college was on a 4-1-4 system – January was spent on one, all-day class for the whole month) learning how to play and imitate every single song on the album. I had the bagpipe thing figured out, anyway…

Adamson, after years of fighting alcoholism,  committed suicide in December of 2001.  The band knocked around in limbo for most of the last decade, held up with legal wrangling among the surviving members and the Adamson estate. They re-united last year, with former Alarm frontman Mike Peters singing lead, and Watson’s son Jamie sitting in on guitar.

I’m gonna down a Newcastle and break out the SG in honor of the anniversary.


5 thoughts on “I Will Carry You Home While The Westerlies Sigh

  1. Very interesting musical time period. At that time I was sadly certain that the bass guitar was dead. While I always admired the early Fender Rhodes Piano Bass as a cool old curiousity (so did Jim Morrison), in many synth-pop groups the bass guitar was conspicuous by it’s absence and was replaced with a vile keyboard clone which could pretty much duplicate any old instrument and play itself. Quite a departure from the recently departed disco era in which the bass guitar was king.

    I was in a band in the early 70’s in which the keyboard player owned an Arp Odyssey which I found quite cool in an ELP/ Edgar Winter way. Even though it was mainly used as an advanced sound effect, we never had a shortage of players who wanted to be in a band with a synthesizer.

    I think Prince and the “Minneapolis sound,” which basically replaced the horn section with the synthesizer, made synth pop more legitimite and relatable for guys who weren’t into elaborate hair-dos and eyeliner (Prince excluded) and girls who were.

    I had moved down here by then, and immersed myself in the old KQ and then-new Cities’ 97 which didn’t play a lot of that stuff, so I missed out on a lot of that stuff. However, the Rolling Stone was pretty decent back then (unlike now) so I could still keep up on the trend and disparage it along with other music snobs who never listened to it. Wish I was that smart nowdays.

    Thanks again for a great walk down memory lane. The 80’s were the last decade in which I listened to current music, or at least some of it. Really appreciate your musical posts.

  2. “1983 was a great year in music”

    The entire decade of the 80’s was a vapid wasteland, exceeded in total worthlessness only by the 70’s. (And with the 90’s a close third).

    To tell the truth, the entire musical corpus of western civilization has been in a steady state of decline since 1750.

  3. “Articles in Rolling Stone said that the new wave (heh heh) of cheap electronic technology would finally euthanize the venerable analog stringed instrument.”

    Here we are, 20 years later and the guitar, bass and drums are as big as ever. Regardless that they figure relatively insignificantly in the top 40. But, as someone that had grown up in the 60’s and 70’s, the top 40 itself is pretty insignificant, and simply shows that the prepubescent through late teens parents have too much disposeable income to relenquish to their spoiled little brats.

    Perhaps I used more discretion when I was young because my parents would have never bought me Zeppelin 4, or Toys in the Attic…I worked and bought them myself…and albums cost more than a 1/2 ounce of pot…but I digress.

    While some of these may not be played on KDWB, WDGY, or even KQ…more recent bands, or recent releases from bands like Foo Fighters, Kings Of Leon, The Hold Steady…yeah, guitar, bass and drums still rule…and rock better that ANYTHING digitized!

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