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Hanging around the observatory |
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1974 Epic |
LP. KE 32688 | |||||||||||||||||
CD. CDEPC 32452 | ||||||||||||||||||
1990 Epic |
CD. CDEPC 32452 | |||||||||||||||||
2006 Beat Goes on Records (together with "Overcoats" on 1 CD) |
CD. BGO CD 711 | |||||||||||||||||
1 | Maybe baby, say you do | 2:35 | ||||||||||||||||
2 | Whistles in my ears | 3:25 | ||||||||||||||||
3 | Sure as i'm sittin here | 3:19 | ||||||||||||||||
4 | Rose | 3:05 | ||||||||||||||||
5 | Hangin around the observatory | 3:01 | ||||||||||||||||
6 | Full moon | 5:13 | ||||||||||||||||
7 | Wild eyed gypsies | 4:43 | ||||||||||||||||
8 | It's alright with me | 3:46 | ||||||||||||||||
9 | Little blue song for you | 3:13 | ||||||||||||||||
10 | Ocean | 5:14 | ||||||||||||||||
Total running time: |
37:44 | |||||||||||||||||
Musicians |
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John Hiatt: |
Guitar, Vocals |
The Hot Babies Band: |
Hayward Bishop |
Doug Yankus | |
Ted Reynolds | |
Shane Keister | |
The Heavenly Spirits: |
Pam Clarke |
Debbie Friedman | |
Marsha Routh | |
The Valentines: |
James Moon |
Charles Meyers | |
James Clemmons | |
Paul Easley | |
Credits |
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Produced: | Glenn Spreen |
Arranged: | John Hiatt |
Recording Engineers: | Gene Eichelberger |
Mike Figlio | |
Stan Hutto | |
Ron Reynolds | |
Technical Engineers: | Ed Hudson |
Jerry Watson | |
Charles Bradley | |
Freeman Ramsey | |
Ron Reynolds | |
Remixing: | Glenn Spreen |
Stan Hutto | |
Lou Bradley | |
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thanks to: |
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don ellis, glen spreen, travis rivers, alan grubman, kenny malone, jack grady, larry london, peter drake, phillip royster |
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all the folks at tree, the west twins (for making the lovely dresse and appearing on the cover), my family, friends and neighbors, the arthur j. dyer observatory |
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press photo
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epic biography |
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John
Hiatt's first album on Epic Records is called "Hanging Around The
Observatory" and reveals this young singer/songwriter to be an
extraordinarily perceptive observer of life. "I feel like I'm an observer,"
Hiatt laughs. "I'm not really here; I'm watching." |
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john hiatt |
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"one night, we went up to this observatory where once a month people are allowed to come in and view the stars. It was way up on top of a hill out in the country. on the way up, i got the feeling i was going to visit a mad scientist's house." |
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bruce harris |
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if mad scientists didn't fritter away their lives on futile efforts like trying to make monsters, or turn iron into gold, or get from here to pluto and back in 24 hours, and instead took up music, one of them (if he were really good) might get to be a little bit like john hiatt. "i feel like i'm an observer" he says. "i'm not really here: i'm watching". John hiatt's songs (all the bizarre, and yet tender and moving songs on this, his first album) are his observations. Each of us is the subject of his music, as much as he himself is. John is a master of many sounds and styles. His music is whatever it needs to be to express the wild range of his feelings and moods. he does not present a tunnel vision of life; he's been hanging around the observatory, after all, and he's observed it all from the sky with amazing clarity through the telescope we call music. without ever losing its central distinctiveness. John hiatt's music can be heavy or it can be lyrical. It can be metal or it can be magical. always, it is a music filled with spirit, energy, humor, and excitement. and of course, john's strangely compelling voice is the perfect match for the curious music and more curious lyrics. hiatt's not just strange, these days, it's easy to be weird. hiatt takes it all one step beyond: like the truth, he is stranger than fiction. but for all this music (and to us) the ultimate joy that grows out of the pain of seeing. his music is vibrant and vital and real, and you can be sure that when john and his friends cut this session in nashville, there was a ton of laughter and just plain fun going down. just listen. it's all there. |
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allmusic.com |
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John Hiatt mixed pop, folk, rock, R&B, country, and gospel on his debut album, immediately becoming an uncategorizable (and thus uncommercial) entity. Although this album was cut in Nashville, it owes more to Van Morrison than it does to Conway Twitty, and like the Belfast bluesman, Indianian Hiatt came to his influences somewhat secondhand, however sincerely he evoked them. What he really was, of course, was a singer/songwriter, albeit not in a style easily recognizable in 1974. The title indicates his position: Hiatt's songs show him an acute observer. But the performances require him to dig in, and although he does so with alacrity, the result is too diffuse. Nevertheless, Hiatt earned critical kudos for this album, and Three Dog Night (who knew good songwriting when they heard it) covered "Sure As I'm Sittin' Here," getting a Top 40 single out of it. |