Smellicopter

by Scott Brookman

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72 years in the making, this pre-legendary pop music classic is finally released at the crest of summer. Recorded by an international cadre of excellent players, singers and arrangers, Brookman's latest is the best yet.



Scott Brookman
July 29, 2013 in Power Pop Review
by Aaron Kupferberg

"Brookman has expanded his sound from the charming debut and funded his efforts with Kickstarter. A more sophisticated arranger and songwriter emerges, as we start with “Tim E. Redmond” with equal doses of Brian Wilson and Paul Simon influencing the structure.

Fans of the bedroom DIY pop symphonies will appreciate “Summer’s Two Weeks Notice” with its layered Beach Boys harmonies, and then “To Find Your Happiness” has a healthy dose of Burt Bacharach worship. Some of these tunes are very lite sketches, like “Inspected by Curly,” but others cross into greatness like “Iceberglar” and the McCartneyesque “I Could Use Some New Friends.” Brookman’s production has also improved, so even a fun character study “Weirdos” makes for enjoyable summer listening. Highly Recommended." ---AK High Recommended Score: 8


"Je voue une réelle admiration pour Scott Brookman que je connais depuis des années et dont je peux dire que l’artiste constant et émouvant dans ses productions, l’est aussi sur le plan humain. Adepte de la pop sixties, surement un des ambassadeurs les plus actifs de la sunshine pop, professionnel et passionné il compose tel un prodige et écrit, arrange avec du style. Les Beach Boys et Burt Bacharach coulent dans ses veines et leur aura resplendit au bout ses doigts. Il nous comble depuis des années avec son inspiration. Généreux et curieux, il fleurit ses compositions de nombreuses collaborations avec d’autres artistes et explore, invente, en variant les instrumentations. La pop de Scott est joyeuse, chaleureuse et élégante à l’image de son auteur.

Lycéen dans les années 80, Scott gagne une expérience scènique avec son premier groupe Poisonous Sewer Fish qui joue essentiellement des reprises et se distingue très vite en écrivant et composant des mélopées dans une veine mélodique hautement pop sixties chez lui, en Virginie. De manière artisanale, dans sa salle de bain ou son garage, sur un quatre piste, avec un kit de batterie, le multi-instrumentiste expérimente les sons de sa guitare acoustique, de sa fender, de son clavier yamaha sur différents micros et en sort une série de cassettes magistrale : Bonaparte, Hot Enough to Fry Your Dog's Brain, frozenrawheadless, In My Own Backyard, Tool for the Man, It's More Than a Hobby et A National Treasure. Dans les années 90, Scott Brookman signe un premier Ep vinyle, The Busy World of Scott Brookman, sur le label Twee Kitten Records qui précède The Man From Operations, quatre titres extraordinaires, sorti en 1998, puis le 13 titres de 1999, For Those Who Like POP.et dix ans plus tard, l’album sophomore A Song for Me, A Song for You.

En 2009, Scott évoquait déjà son interet pour le cyclisme dans le titre A sinister Cyclist et réitère sur son dernier album sorti en juin 2013 avec la première plage de Smellicopter qui rend hommage à Tim E. Redmond, un type qui volait des vélos dans le voisinage quand Scott était enfant. Le superbe album que nous propose Scott Brookman contient son humour dans les textes et toujours cette dextérité pour arranger ses chansons de manière alternative, lumineuse et intelligente. Pour couronner le tout, il s’entoure d’excellence avec la présence du multi-instrumentiste Roland Wolff de Riviera, du français Mathieu Bournazel de Purple Submarine Orchestra qui taquine la basse avec brio, chante et arrange Very Anne, du guitariste Jack Shannon, ses amies Yani qui chante sur Weirdos et Violetta, qui signent le titre Delmarva Way, Nathan Goodwyn et Anthony Allen qui jouent du cor, Jimmy Ghaphery du saxophone sur I Could Use Some New Friends. L’ensemble des titres montrent le talent infini de Scott Brookman.

Après le succulent opening Tim E. Redmond et les claviers, le sonnette de vélo et bruit de roue libre, piano et basse admirables, glockenspiel, ses choeurs lumineux, on retrouve la voix pop, délicate et eurythmique qui ensoleille Summer's Two Weeks Notice, beachboysienne et diablement allègre. Dans une fine logique sonore suit To Find Your Happiness, qui swingue, où le banjo fait danser les cordes du piano, de la guitare, de la basse dans un accord parfait. Puis la touche frenchy sur Very Anne grâce au savoir faire du maestro Mathieu Bournazel à la basse et au chant embrase le tempo, en enchainant sur cette irrépressible envie de danser avec Inspected by Curly et sa guitare electro-acoustique espiègle. Puis la balade Iceberglar apporte de la douceur, des notes suaves en milieu d’écoute pour laisser place au galopant et psychédélique Delmarva Way. L’album jusqu’ici reussi et fort abouti continue avec des titres incroyablement bons, I Could Use Some New Friends avec ses cuivres rutilants, Maybe Then et la voix de Scott savoureuse dans la veine de Scott Walker voltige légère et harmonieuse, voix qui nous cueille sans résistance sur Daisy Von Zeppelin où la basse, le piano, banjo et claviers sont euphoriques. Enfin, Weirdos boucle l’écoute toute en émotion, prestance et subtilité, ce qui définit et représente bien l’artiste. Evidemment Piggledy Pop conseille le sublime Smellicopter à déguster et le génie de Scott Brookman à découvrir ." ---Marie-Agnes Halle Piggledy Pop blog 27 July 2013

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Track Name: Summer's Two Weeks Notice
I’m givin’ my two weeks notice to summer
Any time or place is better than here
And you know it’s gettin’ colder in here
When you come home late and celebrate your own thing.


I’m givin’ my two weeks notice to summer
Geuss I better start to pack for the coast
That’s the place where people love me the most
And there’s no hang-ups and anything could happen.

Chorus:
How could anything happen in the summertime?
(alternate line: Why do we think that summertime’s so great?—don’t get it)


I’m givin’ my two weeks notice to summer
Mercy killing of this weekend is fine
And the killin’ joke you know it was mine
And there’s no laughs left and I could use a new one.

Chorus:
How could anything happen in the summertime?
(alternate line: Why do we think that summertime’s so great?—don’t get it)
Track Name: To Find Your Happiness
Newfound freedom is it making you crazy?
Now that she’s gone are just getting lazy?
Can you do a single thing alone?
Have you had to come down off your throne
Just for a while?
Can we see an inkling of your smile
Or will you have to go the extra mile?

To Find Your Happiness
To Bring Your Happiness Back
Just bring it on back…..oh, if you can

Now your weekends are so empty and lonely
All you do is sit and wonder if only
You could chance upon her on her own
And you could say the words to bring her home
Just for tonight
But then again it could lead to a fight
All kerosene and cartoon dynamite

To Find Your Happiness
To Bring Your Happiness Back
Just bring it on back…..oh, if you can

Instrumental passage of a most diverting nature with trumpet and classical guitars

No one answers all your pitiful phone calls
Now you’re shut off brick by brick behind stone walls
And some say you’re better off this way
And some have the sense to never say
What’s on their minds
That you should leave and never call again
This longing for her must come to an end

To Find Your Happiness
Just Bring Your Happiness Back
Just bring it on back…..oh, if you can

Fabulous ending what will the muted trumpet and all.
Track Name: Very Anne
Very Anne why don’t you come inside
Fredo’s here to come along for the ride

The least you could do is to admit you’re wrong
The least you could do is to admit you’re wrong

Very Anne it’s true that you’re no saint
Fredo’s pulse it seems to grow more faint

Very Anne your work will not be shown
Fredo’s world will never be your own

The least you could do is to admit you’re wrong
The least you could do is to admit you’re wrong

Very Anne waits for the right shade of blue
Fredo wants to help but what can he do?
Track Name: Inspected by Curly
Inspected by Curly
Inspected by Curly
He works on the line, he’s fillin’ in time

Inspected by Curly
Inspected by Curly
He works all day long, he’s singin’ this song

And he’s the best you’ll see
Approvin’ the objects by man and machine
Keepin’ his standards high
Rejectin’ defectives, he’s my kinda guy


Inspected by Curly
Inspected by Curly
He packs it with pride, his labor’s inside

Snappin’ elastic bands
It can be fun, but sometimes it’s a drag
Testin’ the tension out, believin’, not leavin’
It’s his kinda bag

Chorus 2x:
Inspected by Curly
ba, ba, ba, ba
Inspected by Curly
ba, ba, ba, ba
Track Name: Iceberglar
A creepy kind of widow’s peak offsets her precious stones
A moment’s work and now he can say they’re his very own

But he won’t stop taking things away from you

The major feels the slightest touch and then it just slips his mind
Later in his bedroom watch and diamonds he tries to find

But he won’t stop taking things away from you
He won’t stop taking things away from you
He won’t stop taking things away from you oooo, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Uncle’s Red Ambassador keeps him anesthetized
Permanently out of it the theft comes as no surprise

But he won’t stop taking things away from you

The hostess feels embarrassed for her guests now she feels the pain
A million bucks in jewelry, a life’s work goes down the drain

But he won’t stop taking things away from you
He won’t stop taking things away from you
He won’t stop taking things away from you oooo, ah, ah, ah, ah.


Don’t know how he works himself into so many lives
Don’t know home fools them all telling so many lies

But he won’t stop taking things away from you
He won’t stop taking things away from you
He won’t stop taking things away from you oooo, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Track Name: Delmarva Way
The top’s down I can see, and your hair’s flowin’ free
(Where you goin’ this weekend? Where you goin’ this weekend?)
And I know right away, that you’re goin’ for quite a stay
(Where you goin’ this weekend? Where you going to stay-ay-ay?)

Comin’ Delmarva Way

Maps are good if you’re lost, no one seems to mind the cost
(Where you goin’ this weekend? Where you goin’ this weekend?)
Check the air, oil and gas, try not to drive so fast
(Where you goin this weekend? Where you goin to stay-ay-ay?)

Comin’ Delmarva Way

Don’t you know I remember, the two of us were there (here?) on another day.

Suitcase sits by your side, anticipates the ride
(Where you goin’ this weekend? Where you goin’ this weekend?)
Staying here, there’s no way, someone knows you’re on your way
(Where you goin’ this weekend? Where you goin’ to stay-ay-ay?)

Comin’ Delmarva Way….
Track Name: Maybe Then
Someday you will understand him
Maybe then you’ll have something then
Maybe then you’ll have something new
Maybe then you’ll have something new to say
While there’s a chance to get it back
Maybe then you’ll have something then

You thought you knew him so well
(what do you know?)
You thought you knew him so well
(which way did he go?)
You thought you knew him so well, oh well

You thought you knew him so well
(poor judge I guess)
You thought you knew him so well
(stuck in his mess)
You thought you knew him oh well, oh well. Da, da, di, di, di, etc

You thought you knew him so well
(whose fault it is?)
You thought you knew him so well
(got to be his)
You thought you new him so well, oh well

You thought you knew him so well
(it don’t take no skill)
You thought you knew him so well
(the impulse to kill)
You thought you knew him so well, oh well

Long pointless middle rescued by Yani!

Someday you will understand him
Maybe then you’ll find something out
Maybe then you’ll know something more
Maybe then you’ll know what to watch
While there’s a chance to get it back (buuurrrpppp!)
Maybe then you’ll find something out

You thought you knew him so well
(just live and to learn)
You thought you knew him so well
(hard to discern)
You thought you knew him so well, oh well

You thought you knew him so well
(forgive and forget)
You thought you knew him so well
(don’t make your bet)
You thought you knew him so well, oh well. Di, di, do, do dah. Oooh. Etc..
Track Name: Weirdos
Hey, phone booth man
How’d you get those home, all alone
Are you made of steel, what’s the deal
With your big shiny head?


Hey, peace sign man
I see your leather grin, lookin’ in
A side view glance is the main chance
To get a look at you

Chorus:
These are weirdos I have known
Do you have some of your own? 2X (with complete prog second time)

Brick project man
You’re a sight to see, one, two, three
Are you pants-confused, I’m amused
At how you waste your time

Unbalanced Man
On your shaky drive, are you alive?
You lean to port, are you the sort
To cross the yellow line?