Many bands or solo artists reach a sweet spot, never to be repeated, at some point in their career. Often this is not part of some pre-ordained masterplan, but rather a consequence of cumulative influences and experiences. One of my favourite groups, Little Feat, arrived at this landmark in 1973 with their superb album "Dixie Chicken". They made great music before then, and made some fine records afterwards, but this remains their most coherent and affecting album.
"Dixie Chicken" marked a departure for Little Feat, both in terms of personnel and musical direction. New emphasis was placed on rhythm, with the recruitment of a new bass player, and the addition of a new percussionist and second guitarist. The first two albums had been primarily blues and country inflected, but the new record saw a partial immersion in more funky New Orleans R&B styles. The generally grittier tones of the eponymous debut and "Sailin' Shoes" were joined, if not totally supplanted, by the smoother, more sensuous charms of "Dixie Chicken".
Having observed this stylistic shift, it must be stressed that the idiosyncratic and quirky approach which made them such an endearing and compelling act still remained, that quality which causes so many people to become lifelong fans as soon as they hear Little Feat once. If anything this phenomenon was accentuated by the increased "funkiness" on display.
Some critics have complained that Little Feat's work became less focused and more self-indulgent from the mid-70s onwards, and it is fair to say that they were walking a thin line on "Dixie Chicken", where the tightness of the playing, the fresh angle and the residual rootsiness of earlier records, formed a very agreeable cocktail. Did the later records become patchy? In comparison, possibly yes, although by that time it may be argued that they were more renowned as a stellar concert attraction. There were great recordings post-1973, but they were fewer and less frequent.
Lowell George's penchant for writing amusing and entertaining lyrics was never better exemplified than on "Dixie Chicken", most clearly in evidence on the "Fat Man In The Bathtub" and the title song. The earthy rhythm guitar work of Paul Barrere added a new dimension to the sound, ideally complementing George's familiar chops. The augmented line-up also doubtless aided Feat's rise and rise as a live act, by filling out the sound, and aiding and encouraging improvisation onstage.
The overall sound on this album is very languid and seductive, and even ethereal in places ("Kiss It Off", "Juliette"), with some "swampiness" introduced, often by a combination of keyboards and percussion. The variety and diversity facilitated by the revised line-up of players, and several guests, creates a glossy veneer at times, but the music is never bland or clinical. The trend for such slickness in recording was pronounced in much West Coast rock of the time, but these guys did not lose their soul, at least on this record. They managed to conjure up an appetizing stew by allying their existing strengths to new influences and directions. And fear not, acoustic guitars do not totally disappear!
The centrepiece of the album for many people is the majestic "On Your Way Down", written by Allen Toussaint. Dripping with style, panache and even menace, this is a song with some social commentary, which was unusual for a Little Feat recording. The understated but propulsive rhythm blends with the intertwining guitars, and Bill Payne's atmospheric piano and organ work to create a compelling whole.
When I first heard "Dixie Chicken", it didn't immediately bowl me over. I was at the time very much immersed in my "West Coast" rock phase, and at the time the band's first two albums were more in keeping with my requirements in that respect . It did not take long, however, for my resistance to melt away, and by general consensus this is viewed as their best studio creation. The overall ambience is engrossing but also mildly disconcerting, perhaps subconsciously illustrating the social climate of those times.
Little Feat's music was often irresistible, with a tendency to get under the skin of the listener, in a benevolent way. They recorded no finer or more rounded example of this than "Dixie Chicken".
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