Sunday, November 24, 2013

"The Last Time" (Gnarls Barkley)

I don't want to be that guy, but I was a fan of Thomas Calloway, aka CeeLo Green, long before Gnarls Barkley, The Voice, or any of that.  I remember my college roommate playing music from Goodie Mob's Soul Food (1995) and being impressed with CeeLo's flow and vocal on "Cell Therapy."  I also liked his contribution to OutKast's "Git Up, Git Out" from Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik (1994).  Then there was the club banger "I'll Be Around" with Timbaland in 2004 that was completely slept on.  
Every time I'd heard something new from CeeLo, I kept thinking: Why is he not a superstar?  His style was so unique, and there was so much damn soul in everything he did.  It just confounded me why he wasn't a household name.
Anyway, unless you've been living under a rock--or, at the very least, a bunker without an internet connection, you know that CeeLo is now a huge star, largely as the result of his creative partnership with writer/producer Brian Burton, aka Danger Mouse.
But I'm not going to talk about the song you might think I'm going to talk about.  Yet.
Instead, there's a brief track sitting at the very end of 2006's St. Elsewhere called "The Last Time."  It uses a sample from a somewhat obscure funk song called "Chicano Chaser" by Ian Langley, which--as far as I can tell--was recorded in 1973 as production (or stock) music for use in TV and film.  
In other words, it basically was a track intended for use under a car chase scene in a cop show. 
Which, considering how infectiously catchy "The Last Time" is, is a testament to Danger Mouse's production acumen and CeeLo's ability to sing anything from the phonebook to his damn ABC's and make it sound like church.
Like a lot of the other tracks on St. Elsewhere, there's a party vibe, but there's also a little melancholy at the bottom of that glass of Courvoisier.  It's as much a call to dance away the troubles of your day as it is to reconnect with a lost passion within oneself.  
And that's what makes it good.  That, and that funky tambourine.


  


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