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- MUSIC, Page 74Chocolate-Covered Razor BladesAnd other treats from a fun funk bandBy Jay Cocks
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- Was (Not Was). Outside the parentheses is a terrific dance
- band; inside is a real trailblazer. The group, out of Detroit by
- way of some dark but friendly musical star, gets hold of a brawny
- rhythm-and-blues foundation, overlays it with some up-to-the-second
- dance sounds and ladles up lyrics with strains of Tom Waits,
- Captain Beefheart and Lawrence Ferlinghetti. After that's all done,
- the band gets down to its real mission: to shake the house down.
- Explains Was (Not Was) co-founder Don Was: "We would like to sound
- like the Motown revue on acid."
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- The band, which has two featured singers and seven rambunctious
- musicians besides Don and his compadre David Was, has a
- distinctive, daffy humor, a rhythmic sense that is honed until it
- gleams and a stiff spine about matters of conscience. Once badgered
- by market-wary Geffen Records, as Don puts it, to "get rid of the
- black guys," Was (Not Was) hung tough. Same as they did when told
- by another company there would be no band pictures, "because we
- don't want black radio to see they're white, and we don't want
- white radio to see they're black." Don says Geffen told the band
- to whiten up and lighten up "not because they were a racist record
- company. They were only reflecting a basic reality of the music
- business." But then, deflecting such realities, changing the
- perspectives and finding a soulful congeniality is the method
- behind the band's mad music.
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- Success helps too. The group's new album, What Up, Dog?, is
- currently cooking on Billboard's Top Pop Albums, and the first
- single, Spy in the House of Love, hit the No. 1 position on the
- dance chart. The band has been a smash in Europe, but until the
- release of What Up, Dog?, America seemed to resist its charms. "We
- had a hip cachet in Europe," says David, the band's co-founder and
- lyrics writer. "In America we were has-beens." David puts the
- band's long history together with its newfound fortune and reckons,
- "If we have a hit album this time, it will work out to a minimum
- wage over the last eight years." Adds Don: "We had to go outside
- of America, to a place where black music and older soul singers are
- revered. Remember, not only were these guys black in a supposedly
- white band; they didn't even sing in the modern black style. They
- were out of vogue."
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- The gentlemen in question represent the classic poles of soul.
- Sweet Pea Atkinson sports an open shirt and a pirate's booty of
- gold chains that make him look, according to a standing band joke,
- like "a killer pimp." He worked on a Chrysler assembly line for
- eleven years; when he sings, his voice is all rough edges, Wilson
- Pickett-style, that soar and spar. Sir Harry Bowens may still be
- unknown to Burke's Peerage (relax, guys: his knighthood is
- self-imposed), but fans of the O'Jays will recognize the cool,
- platinum elegance of his phrasing. He sang with the O'Jays for
- seven years, but no musical grounding adequately prepared him for
- his first meeting with the Was boys. "I thought," Sir Harry
- recalls, "that they were a couple of crackpots."
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- Well, of course. It is easy enough to get a solid fix on the
- R.-and-B. cornerstone of the band's music. It is the Was deviations
- on the form that require an off-road map. The CD and cassette
- versions of What Up, Dog? contain a nifty number called Wedding
- Vows in Vegas in which Frank Sinatra Jr. provides some very
- atmospheric vocalizing. Clearly, Was (Not Was) musical inspiration
- has deep roots in strange places. Nothing less should be expected
- from a couple of guys whose first taped effort was a Frank Zappa
- tune and who put on a show in high school titled You Have Just
- Wasted Your Money. The band's name was an offshoot of a running
- dialogue in baby talk that Don carried on with his young son
- Anthony ("Anthony want pretzel?" "Not want."). According to Don,
- the name also "parallels the reaction to our music, which is
- `What?'" No matter what its inspiration or explanation, Was (Not
- Was) is certainly an improvement on Fagenson (not Weiss), which,
- while never a consideration, would at least have been
- straightforward. Don Fagenson and David Weiss first met in eighth
- grade outside a gym teacher's office, where they awaited
- disciplining. Don's parents were both teachers. David's mother was
- an actress, and his father was a radio and TV actor who worked with
- everyone from Orson Welles to Soupy Sales and appeared for a decade
- as Santa in the Detroit Thanksgiving parade. "We started to worry
- about his health after there was a bomb threat on his sleigh,"
- David remembers. "Only in Detroit would they want to kill Santa
- Claus."
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- That kind of black humor and street sass is carried over into
- Was songs, which David characterizes as "chocolate-covered razor
- blades." The Dog CD features a startling but ultimately respectful
- and impassioned reappraisal of the J.F.K. assassination, 11 MPH,
- set to a heavy funk beat, as well as a barn-burner reworking of
- Otis Redding's I Can't Turn You Loose. Both do memory proud. The
- group is working on a brand-new Was (Not Was) album for release
- this summer. The music will, naturally, be the same (only
- different). "It's a come-as-you-aren't party," says David. Be there
- or be square. And don't pass up the chocolates.