I bought Steely Dan's Aja fresh off the vinyl LP printing presses back in 1977 and have been its devotee ever since, but a recent listen to it had me pondering whether I had been coming at it with the unquestioning manner of a thoroughly inculcated sycophant, still sporting the rose-colored glasses of nostalgia. In short, some of it began to sound "dated" to me, and I hate using that word in the context of valid art criticism, but it cannot be avoided. Some of the music sounded to me like stuff from '70s TV shows. This might not be accidental, though, as Steely Dan's masterminds, Donald Fagan and Walter Becker, used musicians from all parts and eras of show business who played in every genre, including session players from TV.
In fact, my favorite anecdotes in this book relate how perfectionists Fagan and Becker often burned through seasoned players, one after another, discarding or barely using snatches of their solo work in their complex mixes, in favor of solos done by lesser-known musicians. Tonight Show band member Pete Christlieb, for instance, was selected rather incongruously, for a tenor sax solo on "Deacon Blues." In another instance, the relatively obscure Jay Graydon nailed the electric guitar solo on "Peg" after the Dan discarded the solos of eight other more prominent players.
Aja, which can be described most pithily though inelegantly as a jazz-rock fusion album, was the product of a more adventurous time in music -- when creative auteurs had more leeway, and radio playlists were more eclectic. Fagan and Becker were given all the studio time and money they wanted to pursue their relentless perfectionism, and they made this album the way Stanley Kubrick made movies -- slowly and without compromise, discarding take after take until they heard sounds that matched their unconventional sound-world visions.
The album still holds up as the "cafe pop" it has always been treated as, but that, and its prominence wafting softly and perhaps rather too comfortably through the corridors of doctors' and dentists' offices has made the music somewhat suspect to many who prefer a grittier vision of rock. Even among the Dan's fans, there is a bit of a schism between those who like the totality of the band and those who favor their more conventional, feel-good stadium-rock ditties of the early '70s, before they became such thoroughly artsy fusionists.
Don Breithaupt, the author of this rather good but problematic examination of the making of this album and its musical content, became obsessive over the band and this record, and has attempted to write a compact "survey of record" on it that conforms to the 100-page format of the 33 1/3 series of books devoted to classic albums.
The second half of the book, which relates more of the "making of" stories, will be more enjoyable to the non-musician than the first half, which devotes an inordinate amount of text to technical musical jargon that will be meaningless to most.
I am recommending the book to fans of the band and of the album, but would more strongly suggest you first watch the 1999 hour-long documentary, Classic Albums: Steely Dan, Aja which covers much of the same ground with more humor and flavor and shows Fagan and Becker doing astounding things at the mixing board. Watching the documentary, the genius of these men is very apparent, while in this book is it a bit harder to ascertain.
But I did find the book illuminating. There are delightful anecdotes about drummer Bernard Purdie (the accurately self-proclaimed "hitmaker") and Wayne Shorter, the jazz master who was reluctant to do the Aja session until a rep told him that the Dan loved another jazz sax master (and one of my faves), Jackie McLean.
The documentary amusingly shows Fagan mimicking the rap-sampled version of "Black Cow" that was done by hip-hopper Lord Tariq, and it's also worth noting that rapper MF Doom sampled the track on his haunting 1999 DYI rap album: Operation: Doomsday. The book's failure to sufficiently mention Aja's influence on hip-hop sampling seems an oversight, given that rappers have tended to be the most creative musical artists in recent years compared to the rest of the pop world.
Fagan rather glibly is quoted as saying the band's eclectic sonic experiments were done "just to keep ourselves from getting bored," but clearly its creations and their realization go much deeper. As Fagan also observed, "Most people in pop music never think about development unless it's louder and faster." And as Breithaupt observes, "Aja is more sonata than Sinatra," and it is an album that does not follow the rock-pop "verse-chorus paradigm."
Despite my relatively low rating -- mainly because I see this as a specialty book -- I'm recommending the book to fans. But, again, in tandem with the documentary.
(KR@KY 2016)