Hump Day Vinyl

I’m done work for the day and now I’m relaxing for an hour or so before we’re running out again for a family little get together and, likely, one too many “beef(s) on a bun”.  This afternoon’s listening pleasure is a little Prog Rock goodness, ‘The Yes Album‘  by Yes.


On Yes’ first two albums, ‘Yes‘ (1969) and ‘Time and a Word‘ (1970), the quintet was mostly searching for a sound on which they could build, losing one of their original members – guitarist Peter Banks – in the process. Their third time out (1971) proved the charm – this album constituted a de facto second debut, introducing the sound that would carry them forward across the next decade or more.

Gone are any covers of outside material, the group now working off of its own music from the ground up.  A lot of the new material was actually simpler – in linear structure, at least – than some of what had appeared on their previous albums, but the internal dynamics of their playing had also altered radically, and much of the empty space that had been present in their earlier recordings was also filled up here – suddenly, between new member Steve Howe’s odd mix of country- and folk-based progressive guitar and the suddenly liberated bass work and drumming of Chris Squire and Bill Bruford, respectively, the group’s music became extremely busy.  And lead singer Jon Anderson, supported by Squire and Howe, filled whatever was left almost to overflowing.  Anderson’s soaring falsetto and the accompanying harmonies, attached to haunting melodies drawn from folk tunes as often as rock, applied to words seemingly derived from science fiction, and all delivered with the bravura of an operatic performance – by the band as well as the singer – proved a compelling mix.

What’s more, despite the busy-ness of their new sound, the group wasn’t afraid to prove that less could sometimes be more: three of the high points were the acoustic-driven ‘Your Move‘  and ‘The Clap‘ (a superb showcase for Howe on solo acoustic guitar recorded live at the Lyceum Theatre, in London), and the relatively low-key ‘A Venture‘ (oddly enough, the latter was the one cut here that didn’t last in the group’s repertory; most of the rest, despite the competition from their subsequent work, remained in their concert set for years to come).  This new material also covered further styles including jazz piano, funk and acoustic music, with all band members contributing ideas, and tracks were extended in length to allow music to develop a variety of styles, including a Portuguese guitar.

The Yes Album‘  did what it had to do, outselling the group’s first two long-players and making the group an established presence in America where, for the first time, they began getting regular exposure on FM radio.  Sad to say, the only aspect of this album that didn’t last much longer was Tony Kaye on keyboards: his Hammond organ holds its own in the group’s newly energized sound, and is augmented by piano and other instruments when needed, but he resisted the idea of adding the Moog synthesizer, that hot instrument of the moment, to his repertory.  The band was looking for a bolder sound than the Hammond could generate, and after some initial rehearsals of material that ended up on their next album, he was dropped from the lineup, to be replaced by Rick Wakeman.

Even Genesis‘ Tony Banks hails this one his favorite Yes album and that he prefers the band when Kaye was a member.

Gee, thanks Tony.

It’s a scratchy, poppy statically listen being the old record it is.  I think I originally found it at a bazaar in some church basement I wandered into at some point high as a kite.   What I do remember is that it cost me a dime.

Yes, a whopping ¢10…and I love it anyway.


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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