ANDY WRIGHT - Arranger, Vocals, Producer, Engineer
TONY HYMAS - Mixing, Musician
STEVE BARNEY - Musician
THE LONDON SESSION ORCHESTRA - Musician
WILL MALONE - Orchestral Arrangements
SAFFRON - Vocals
BEACHED BOYS - Vocals
RONNI ANCONA - Vocals
NANCY SORRELL - Vocals
BAYLEN LEONARD - Vocals
DEAN GARCIA - Producer, Engineer, Mixing, Musician
JOHN HUDSON - Engineer, Mixing Engineer
4:40 - Producer, Engineer
JAMIE MAHER - Engineer, Mixing
JAMES BROWN - Engineer
DAVE BLOOR - Engineer
DAVID TORN - Mixing, Reproduction
MICHAEL BARBIERO - Mixing
HOWARD GRAY - Mixing
DAVID TOM - Mixing, Reproduction
ASHLEY KRAJEWSKI - Assistant
DAVID COLEMAN - Art Direction
GREG WATERMAN - Photography
"If the voice don't say it, the guitar will play it," raps Saffron on
"Pork-U-Pine," the third track on Jeff Beck's minimally titled Jeff.
And he does. Beck teams with producer Andy Wright, the man responsible
for his more complete immersion into electronic backdrops on his last
outing, You Had It Coming. This time the transition is complete. Beck
used electronica first on Who Else!, moved a little more into the fire
on You Had It Coming, and here merges his full-on Beck-Ola guitar
heaviness with the sounds of contemporary spazz-out big beats and
noise. Beck and Wright employ Apollo 440 on "Grease Monkey" and "Hot
Rod Honeymoon," and use a number of vocalists, including the wondrously
gifted Nancy Sorrell, on a host of tracks, as well as the London
Session Orchestra on others (such as "Seasons," where hip-hop,
breakbeats, and old-school Tangerine Dream sequencing meet the
guitarist's deep blues and funk-drenched guitar stylings). As for
atmospherics, David Torn (aka producer Splattercell) offers a
shape-shifting mix of glitch tracks on "Plan B" for Beck to wax on both
acoustically and electrically, and make them weigh a ton. But it's on
cuts like "Trouble Man," a purely instrumental big drum and guitar
skronk workout, where Beck truly shines here. With a rhythm section of
Dean Garcia and Steve Barney — and Tony Hymas appears as well
— Beck goes completely overboard: the volume screams and the
sheer crunch of his riffs and solos split the rhythm tracks in two,
then four, and finally eight, as he turns single-string runs into
commentaries on everything from heavy metal to East Indian classical
music.
The industrial crank and burn of "Grease Monkey" is an outing fraught
with danger for the guitarist, who has to whirl away inside a maelstrom
of deeply funky noise — and Beck rides the top of the wave into
dirty drum hell and comes out wailing. For those who feel they need a
dose of Beck's rootsier and bluesier playing, there is one, but the
context is mentally unglued. "Hot Rod Honeymoon" is a drum and bass
sprint with Beck playing both slide and Texas-style blues à la
Albert Collins, letting the strings bite into the beats. The vocals are
a bit cheesy, but the entire track is so huge it's easy to overlook
them. "Line Dancing With Monkeys" has a splintered Delta riff at its
core, but it mutates, shifts, changes shape, and becomes the kind of
spooky blues that cannot be made with conventional instruments. His
turnarounds into the myopic rhythms provide a kind of menacing foil to
their increasing insistence in the mix. Before gabber-style drum and
bass threaten to break out of the box, Beck's elongated bent-note solos
tame them. "JB's Blues" is the oddest thing here because it's so
ordinary; it feels like it belongs on an updated Blow By Blow. In all
this is some of the most emotionally charged and ferocious playing of
Beck's career. Within the context of contemporary beatronica, Beck
flourishes. He find a worthy opponent to tame in the machines, and his
ever-present funkiness is allowed to express far more excess than
restraint. This is as fine a modern guitar record as you are ever going
to hear.
You've got to give him credit: Jeff Beck, guitar deity of the 1960s,
has kept up with the times. Jeff builds on the musical trend that began
with Beck's 1999 album Who Else! and continued with 2001's You Had It
Coming: surrounding the hotshot picker with a techno-rock wall-of-sound
that is less about band chemistry than the interaction of Beck and his
producers. That the guitarist remains the center of attention is a
testament to his still-fecund creativity and sheer technical flash.
(The fact that vocals are incidental at best also keeps the spotlight
firmly on the man of the hour.) Beck was always a daring player, and
such tracks as "Grease Monkey," "Hot Rod Honeymoon," and "Plan B" burst
with careening lines and the kind of on-the-edge fretwork that has
characterized his playing since his days with the Yardbirds in the
mid-1960s. But the tender side of this six-string stinger is also on
display on the more contemplative "Bulgaria" and "Why Lord Oh Why."
Contemporary studio wizardry may have changed the context of Beck's
work, but this new sonic atmosphere has inspired this evolving rock
icon.
William Pearl - Barnes and Noble
Niemand kann schlüssig erklären, wie der einst so unnahbare
Musikant diese ganz und gar uns jeden Atems beraubenden Sounds
herstellt, man weiß nur, er tut dies mittels einer
handelsüblichen Stromgitarre, und das macht alles nur noch
schlimmer. Mit Platten wie dieser lässt es sich endgültig
erwachsen werden. Grandios!
S. Krulle in WOM Journal 8/03
Calling fabled guitar god Jeff Beck "mercurial" doesn't do justice to
the word – or the legend himself. While this latest blast of
maniacal Beckology seems to form a loose techno-centric triptych with
its predecessors, by no means is the guitarist resting on his laurels
here. If anything, his continuing collaboration with You Had It Coming
producer Andy Wright (aided and deliciously sonically subverted by
Splattercell's David Torn and Apollo 440) has yielded one of Beck's
most muscular--if willfully challenging--collections of musical future
shock. Save for the elegant, orchestra-backed take on the traditional
folk of "Bulgaria" and introspective respite of "Line Dance with
Monkey' and "JB's Blues," the guitarist seems to have little interest
in traditional lyricism here, instead coaxing an inventive maelstrom of
unearthly, metallic timbres and alien modalities from his instrument on
the angular "Trouble Man," the hypnotic grooves of "So What" and the
Torn-icated, melodic minimalism of "Plan B." On "Grease Monkey" and
"Hot Rod Honeymoon," Apollo 440 playfully fold Beck's notorious
car-culture fetishes into an ironic sonic origami of retro-samples and
tense electro-rhythms, the latter highlighted by his neo-country
chicken-pickin' and incomparable slide work. That track may be cast as
mock Beach Boys car tune, but there's definitely nothing nostalgic
about the evocative, often hard-edged mood here; it might as well be
subtitled "Beck to the Future."
Jerry McCulley - Amazon.com
Jeff Beck, den legendären Künstler an der Gitarre
"sprunghaft" zu nennen, ist nicht der passende Ausdruck und wird dieser
Legende einfach nicht gerecht. Dieser neueste Ausbruch seiner
Wahnsinns-Beckology scheint mit seinen Vorgängern eine locker
verbundene Trilogie zu bilden. Aber auf seinen Lorbeeren ausruhen, das
kommt für ihn nicht in Frage. Seine Zusammenarbeit mit Andy
Wright, dem Produzenten von You Had It Coming (und dann auch noch von
Splattercells David Torn und Apollo 440 gestützt und was den Klang
anbetrifft auch gestürzt) erbringt eine von Becks energiegeladenen
und bewusst provozierenden Sammlungen mit musikalischen
Zukunftsschocks. Eine Ausnahme bildet hier die elegante, von
Orchestermusikern begleitete Version des traditionellen Folksongs
"Bulgaria" und die nachdenkliche Atempause mit "Line Dance With Monkey"
und "JB's Blues". Ansonsten scheint der Gitarrist wenig Interesse an
herkömmlichen lyrischen Ergüssen zu haben: Stattdessen
entlockt er aus seinem Instrument einen kreativen Strom von
unglaublichen Metal-Klangfarben und fremdartig klingenden Tonarten.
Dies beginnt mit dem ruppigen "Trouble Man", den faszinierenden Grooves
von "So What" und dem von David Torn geprägten melodischen
Minimalismus von "Plan B.". Bei "Grease Monkey" und "Hot Rod Honeymoon"
wird mithilfe von Apollo 440 auf ganz verspielte Weise aus Becks
notorischem Auto-Fetischismus ein ironisches Klanggebilde aus
Retro-Samples und eindringlichen Elektro-Rhythmen. Letztere
glänzen durch ihr Neo-Country-Picking und durch den
unvergleichlichen Slide-Stil.
Vielleicht mag eine Art Parodie auf die Automelodien der Beach Boys
beabsichtigt gewesen sein, aber nostalgisch ist an dieser
fantasievollen, oft schonungslosen Stimmung nun wirklich nichts; hier
würde der Untertitel "Beck to the Future" wunderbar passen.
Jerry McCulley - Amazon.de
Jeff finds Jeff Beck taking a further step forward, just as 2000's You
Had It Coming showed Beck to be a man on a mission to combine his
renowned guitar wizardry with contemporary electronica. Now
collaborating with the likes of Apollo 440 ("Grease Monkey", "Hot Rod
Honeymoon") and Splattercell ("Plan B"), he refines his use of new
grooves while still mercilessly wringing new sounds from his trusty
axe--an instrument he often treats like an organic sampler. This is not
to say he doesn't rock out.
The opening "So What" is thunderous in the extreme, while "Trouble Man"
is a strange and edgy metal. There are other eclectic excursions, too:
"Bulgaria" is a stab at traditional folk, complete with orchestra,
while "JB's Blues", as the title suggest, takes Beck right back to his
introspective influences. Where You Had It Coming featured the
occasional vocals of Imogen Heap, here there are none, other than
sampled pronouncements. But this doesn't detract from what is clearly a
soulful personal document.