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Caravan – 1973 – For Girls Who Grow Plump In The Night

For Girls Who Grow Plump In The Night is the fifth album by Canterbury scene band Caravan and was released in 1973 on Decca’s Deram Records label.


The album was recorded between April and August in 1973 at Decca TollingtonPark Studios and Chipping Norton Studios in London. Engineers were Kevin Fuller and Derek Varnals from Decca and David Grinstead from Chipping Norton. Producer was David Hitchcock. In a 2010 interview with Prog Sphere, frontman Pye Hastings had the following to say about the album.


Pye: Dave agreed to record “Plump in the Night” as a session player for a fee because he didn’t want to re-join the band at the time and needed some quick cash. We had previously recorded the album without keyboards with the intention of adding them later. Dave obliged but the recording lacked feeling and commitment. In the meantime we had a tour to do which again Dave agreed to do for a fee. Upon return we recorded the same numbers immediately, having ironed out all the bits that weren’t working, and got the backing tracks done in one take. Clearly this was the way forward. Great fun. I have never stopped writing and had this batch of songs ready as soon as Richard and Steve left the band. Something positive usually comes from a disruption, like line up change.

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Track listing

[cc_full_width_col background_color=”f1f1f1″ shadow_color=”888888″ radius=”6″]All songs written by Caravan except Backwards.

Side A

  1. Memory Lain, Hugh (4:54)
    • Pye Hastings
  2. Headloss (3:25)
    • Pye Hastings
  3. Hoedown (3:10)
    • Pye Hastings
  4. Surprise, Surprise (3:45)
    • Pye Hastings
  5. C’thlu Thlu (6:10)
    • Pye Hastings

Side B

  1. The Dog, the Dog, He’s at It Again (5:53)
    • Pye Hastings
  2. a. Be All Right/b. Chance of a Lifetime (6:38)
    • Pye Hastings
  3. a. L’Auberge Du Sanglier (1:00) / b. A Hunting We Shall Go (2:45) / c. Pengola (0:35) / d. Backwards (4:54) / e. A Hunting We Shall Go (Reprise) (0:32) [total: 9:46]
    • a. Pye Hastings / b. Pye Hastings / c. John G. Perry / d. Mike Ratledge / e. Pye Hastings

Note that later CD releases typically have bonus tracks in addition to the 7 tracks from the original release.


[cc_half_col_left background_color=”f1f1f1″ radius=”6″ shadow_color=”888888″]Guest Musicians

  • Rupert Hine
    • A. R. P. Synthesizer [tracks A1/A2/B2a] / Congas [B2b]
  • Frank Ricotti
    • Congas [A2/A3/B1]
  • Jill Pryor
    • Voice [A5]
  • Paul Buckmaster
    • Electric Cello [B2a]
  • Jimmy Hastings
    • Flute / brass Arrangement & conductor [A1]
  • Tony Coe
    • Clarinet / Tenor Sax [A1]
  • Tommy Whittle
    • Clarinet / Tenor Sax [A1]
  • Harry Klein
    • Clarinet / Baritone Sax [A1]
  • Pete King
    • Flute / Alto Sax [A1]
  • Barry Robinson
    • Flute / Piccolo Flute [A1]
  • Henry Lowther
    • Trumpet [A1]
  • Chris Pyne
    • Trombone [A1]

Orchestra arranged by John Bell and Martyn Ford and conducted by Martyn Ford[/cc_half_col_left]

[cc_half_col_right background_color=”f1f1f1″ radius=”6″ shadow_color=”888888″]Caravan

  • Pye Hastings
    • Vocals / Acoustic Guitar / Electric Guitar
  • Geoff Richardson
    • Viola
  • David Sinclair
    • Organ [Tracks A1/A2/A5/B2b/B3] / Piano [B3d] / Electric Piano [A3-B1] / A. R. P Synthesizer [A2] / Davoli Synthesizer [B1/B2a/B3d]
  • John G Perry
    • Bass Guitar, Vocals [A3/A4/B2a] / Percussion
  • Richard Coughlan
    • Drums[/cc_half_col_right]


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Caravan – 1973 – For Girls Who Grow Plump in the Night

Cover Album Art for For Girls Who Grow Plump In The Night (1973)

After the release of Caravan’s Canterbury landmark album In the Land of Grey and Pink, creative differences in the group started pulling the band apart. First to leave was keyboardist David Sinclair to be replaced by Steve Miller. On the band’s fourth album from 1972, the band was basically split into two working pairs, Richard Sinclair and Steve Miller doing their more jazz inspired thing and Pye Hastings with Richard Coughlan writing more of the kind of rock tunes Caravan were known for. As a result, the band’s fourth album, Waterloo Lily, didn’t feel entirely cohesive and after it’s completion, Richard and Steve would leave Caravan and go on to other projects like Delivery and (for Richard) Hatfield and the North.

On For Girls Who Grow Plump in the Night, keyboardist David Sinclair was asked to participate and agreed to (re)join (after a short stint with Matching Mole) as a paid session player as he was in need of some cash. Also joining the ranks were John G. Perry on bass and shared vocal duty and multi-instrumentalist Peter Geoffrey “Geoff” Richardson on viola who has stayed with the band since. The man at the helm was, once again, singer and self-proclaimed chord basher Pye Hastings who wrote the vast majority of the music.

Album review

The result, For Girls Who Grow Plump in the Night from 1973, is a much more cohesive effort than their previous album, Waterloo Lily. With the jazzy experiments of Sinclair and Miller gone, the band adopted a rockier and more guitar dominated sound with various other noticeable instrumental differences such as the lovely addition of Geoff’s viola. The music they play is remarkably seductive and peppered throughout with feelgood sounds and lyrics on topics like love and sunshine. It may sound a bit wishy washy, but they managed to pull it off remarkably well and the whole album is full of hooks. A good example of the catchy feelgood music you’ll find on the album (and perhaps the song which is likely to first get stuck on a first time listener’s mind) is Caravan’s classic The Dog, The Dog, He’s At It Again, Pye’s tribute to sex – which I promise you is more charming than it sounds.


I consider the last half of the album to be the strongest and, as we get close to the end, the band plays along with an orchestra for an epic finish; a medley of beautiful instrumental pieces including Soft Machine keyboardist Mike Ratledge’s wonderful composition Backwards. If only Caravan and the New Symphonia sounded this good!

Final words

Not every song reaches the same level of excellence, but there really isn’t a bad track on here. To me, the album has great replayability as I find myself returning to this more than any other in the band’s discography. I suspect some Canterbury enthusiasts well versed in the avantgarde may initially consider this batch of Caravan’s later rock sounds to not be experimental enough for their liking. For their sake, I hope not because they’d be missing out. Like John G. Perry said in his interview with Aymeric from Calyx, I consider this album to be almost on par with the band’s classic In the Land of Grey and Pink. Depending on my mood, it may even be my favourite!

[rating:5] (5/5)

Happy birthday, Dave!

David Sinclair 1976/77, picture courtesy of Mark Hewins

It was back in 1968 that David Sinclair first gave us the gift that keeps on giving as keyboardist on Caravan’s debut album. Since then, he’s become one the most loved musicians from the scene and has been involved with projects like Matching Mole, Sinclair & The South, The Polite Force, Camel and also his own solo material. He’s still most famous for his work with Caravan, for the timeless beauty of his playing and for composing classics like For Richard, Nine Feet Underground and Proper Job / Back to Front. Those were all recorded a while ago now, but Dave is still very much an active musician with his last release being Stream from earlier this year (which by the way features other known Canterburyans like Robert Wyatt and Jimmy Hastings!).

Today, it’s 64 years ago since David Sinclair was born in Herne Bay and so we’d like to say

Happy birthday, Dave! We wish you all the best!

In the Land of Grey and Pink – 40th Anniversary Edition

I’d waited so long for this album. When I checked the mail yesteday, I’d sort of given up hope, but there it was – finally! A neat little package from amazon containing this year’s most exciting release thus far, the 40th anniversary edition of Caravan’s classic album In the Land of Grey and Pink. In addition to a remaster of the original album, this deluxe edition has several extra bells and whistles including numerous bonus tracks (four of them previously unreleased), a couple of videos of the band performing for german television in 1971 including a version of Winter Wine which was never broadcast and some new mixes by Porcupine Tree’s Steven Wilson.

All this is a real treat to any Caravan fan and I got it cheap too (about 12 pounds I think) so it’s easily my best music buy so far this year. My only gripe with the release is that Steve Wilson’s two complete album mixes, the 5.1 surround mix and the new stereo mix, are both on disc 3 which is a DVD. I don’t listen to music on DVDs .. aside from the DVD rom on my computer, my only player is my xbox360. I like to digitize my music and listen to it on my computer and making MP3 copies of the material on the DVD disc is proving to be a real hassle. Why couldn’t they just release Wilson’s new mixes on CDs? Maybe someone else will be able to get those MP3s if I can’t ..

I’ve yet to really sit down and listen through the whole of the new stereo mix, but what I’ve heard sounds good and actually clearer than the “old” remaster featured on disc 1. I don’t have surround, so the 5.1 Surround mix will have to wait.

Some added trivia! Among the bonus tracks, there’s also a version of Nine Feet Underground in which Steven Wilson has stripped Richard Sinclair’s vocals from the track and replaced them with his own .. ballsy move, Wilson. Very ballsy! I’m still a bit confused on how I feel about that, but considering it’s only one of the five versions of the song from the release and considering the work he’s done for us all to enjoy with his mixes, I guess it’s alright, even if it’s not the sort of thing I would have done. If anyone’s curious about whether or not Wilson does a better job at it than Sinclair, I’d say he does not, but it still sounds alright.

So, conclusion : Get it! It’s well worth it and when it comes to the DVD related problems I and likely others are or will experience, maybe we can help eachother out.

Caravan – 1970 – If I Could Do It All Over Again, I’d Do It All Over You

If I Could Do It All Over Again, I’d Do It All Over You is the second album by Canterbury scene band Caravan and was released in 1970 by Decca. The album is generally regarded as a classic, both from Caravan’s discography and from the Canterbury scene in general.


The album was recorded in Tangerine Studios in London between February and May 1970. Engineer was Robin Sylvester while production was credited to the band and their manager, Terry King. In an interview with the Marmelade Skies website, Richard Sinclair stated that “on the album it says the group and Terry King produced it but really it was Robin’s influence in there. He was the engineer, he did all of the recording. He was a musician and he had ears, so the album had a much more musicianly quality to it.”


  • The cover picture, which shows the band posing by a chestnut tree, was taken in Holland Park in London.
  • The album’s title and title track (if I could do it all over again, I’d do it all over you) is a quote from comedian, actor, musician, poet and more, Spike Milligan.

Track listing

[cc_full_width_col background_color=”f1f1f1″ shadow_color=”888888″ radius=”6″]All songs written by Caravan.

Side A

  1. If I Could Do It All Over Again, I’d Do It All Over You – 3:07
    • Pye Hastings
  2. a. And I Wish I Were Stoned / b. Don’t Worry – 8:20
    • Pye Hastings
  3. As I Feel I Die – 5:06
    • Pye Hastings
  4. a. With an Ear to the Ground You Can Make It / b. Martinian / c. Only Cox / d. Reprise – 9:54
    • Pye Hastings

Side B

  1. Hello Hello – 3:45
    • Pye Hastings, David Sinclair
  2. Asforteri – 1:21
    • Pye Hastings
  3. a. Can’t Be Long Now / b. Francoise / c. For Richard / d. Warlock – 14:21
    • a. David Sinclair / b. David Sinclair / c. David Sinclair, Richard Sinclair / d. David Sinclair
  4. Limits – 1:35
    • Pye Hastings


[cc_half_col_left background_color=”f1f1f1″ radius=”6″ shadow_color=”888888″]Caravan

  • David Sinclair
    • Hammond organ/piano [tracks A1/A2b/A4e/B1], harpsichord [track 4b]
  • Pye Hastings
    • 12 and 16 string electric guitars, vocals [tracks A1/A2b/A3/A4/B2-B4]
  • Richard Coughlan
    • Drums
  • Richard Sinclair
    • Bass guitar, vocals [tracks A2a/B1][/cc_half_col_left]

[cc_half_col_right background_color=”f1f1f1″ radius=”6″ shadow_color=”888888″]Guest musicians

  • Jimmy Hastings
    • Tenor saxophone [track B3c], flute [tracks A4c/B3abc/B4][/cc_half_col_right]

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Caravan – 1969 – Caravan

Caravan is the eponymous debut album of the Canterbury scene band Caravan. It was first released on the label Verve in January 1969.


The album was produced by Tony Cox and was recorded in Advision Studios in London in September and October in 1968.

Track listing

[cc_full_width_col background_color=”f1f1f1″ shadow_color=”888888″ radius=”6″]All songs were written by Caravan except where noted.

Side A

  1. Place of my own (4:01)
    • Pye Hastings
  2. Ride (3:42)
    • Pye Hastings
  3. Policeman (2:44)
    • Richard Sinclair
  4. Love song with flute (4:10)
    • Pye Hastings

Side B

  1. Cecil runs (4:07)
    • Pye Hastings
  2. Magic man (4:03)
    • Pye Hastings
  3. Grandma’s lawn (3:25)
    • Richard Sinclair
  4. Where but for Caravan would I be (9:01)
    • Pye Hastings, Brian Hopper


[cc_half_col_left background_color=”f1f1f1″ radius=”6″ shadow_color=”888888″]Caravan

  • David Sinclair
    • Organ, piano
  • Pye Hastings
    • Guitar, vocals
  • Richard Coughlan
    • Drums
  • Richard Sinclair
    • Bass, guitar, vocals[/cc_half_col_left]

[cc_half_col_right background_color=”f1f1f1″ radius=”6″ shadow_color=”888888″]Guest musicians

  • Jimmy Hastings
    • Flute [track A4][/cc_half_col_right]

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Caravan – 1976 – Blind Dog at St. Dunstans’

Blind Dog at St. Dunstan's Album Cover

Blind dog at St. Dunstans’

(Repatoire 1976)

  1. Here am I
  2. Chiefs and indians
  3. A very smelly, grubby litle oik
  4. Bobbing wide
  5. Come on back
  6. Oik (reprise)
  7. Jack and Jill
  8. Can you hear me?
  9. All the way (with John Wayne’s single-handed liberation of Paris)

Okay, this is not prog! Not at all. Of course that doesn’t mean it’s bad or anything but there’s this thing with prog bands doing things that ain’t prog that somewhat prevents the seasoned progsters from approaching it with a clean mind. I know, I am one myself and it took some time for me as well to get used to the notion of acquainting, much less liking, the poppier dinosaur output that started to emerge from the mid-70’s onward. But don’t you dare dismiss it just because it isn’t prog, because that is obviously not the main factor that made certain records suck big time. Relative latecomers such as Rush and Camel carried on just fine into the 80’s for example, and even some of the Genesis stuff of the time qualify as well, despite it not being considered prog anymore. Likewise, the reason why Yes’s “90125” stinks is not because it isn’t prog but because it’s synth-disguised sleaze rock (or a pile of digital dung, whichever you prefer). In short, records rule or suck because of what they are, not because of what they aren’t.

And this record, well it doesn’t exactly rule but it sure is listenable and cheering in the best Caravan tradition and I suppose we have our favourite sissy boy mr. Hastings to thank for that. Dave Sinclair left the band once again and was replaced by Jan Schelhaas and the overall approach seem to somewhat hearken back to “Waterloo Lily” with all the funky electric pianos, clavinets and whatnots. But this time around it all seems to gel together much more fluently because the playing is actually suspended in compact and well-written songs in contrast to aimless jamming. For the first time however, I find it a bit hard to talk about the separate songs on this album but several of them sound almost like Steely Dan with all the gospelish harmonies and syncopated bass rythms, proving after all that Caravan are capable of being the funk soul brother, check it out now! This transatlantic feel is especially present on tracks like “Come on back”, “Can you hear me”, Jack and Jill” and the very Steely Dan-ish “Chiefs and indians” that would not have sounded out of place on an album like “Countdown to ecstasy”. Surely we’ve gone a long way from Canterbury by now. And the bass line in “Jack and Jill” is killer! Who said that white nerds can’t play the funk? Oh yes, I did. So I contradict myself? I am vast, I contain multitudes!

The opener “Here am I” is a cheerful light rocker that sounds suspiciously like Styx but, like in the case of Kansas, better because Caravan aren’t nauseating and Styx are (although it isn’t too hard to imagine it being ruined by Tommy Shaw). The highlight though, and the only track that somewhat stands out, is saved for last; The majestic “All the way” that continues the tradition of “The show of our lives” and even parts of “The love in your eye” with a mellow but stately, even Broadwayish, melody set to a carefully orchestrated arrangement with a bit of flute and woodwind here and there. I’d really like to see this used for a film score if it hasn’t been already, preferrably set to the final scenes of course. This is just about what I find myself able to write about this album though, since there’s not too much to write about. The melodies are all decent but nothing, apart from the closing track, stands out. But this was all but expected from what we have experienced from Caravan up until now, and the tendencies were there already on the previous album even if I must stress that they managed to expand on it on here. The songs are all compact and well performed and nothing sounds the least bit inadequate, as differed to songs like “Lover” on the predecessor.

So all in all, “Blind dog at St. Dunstan’s” is a decent but not terribly memorable album, clearly scented by its time period. Of course, noone should ever think about starting their Caravan collection with this one, but I’m keen to add that you shouldn’t end it with it either. Hang on to find out why!

Caravan – 1975 – Cunning Stunts

Cunning stunts

(Decca 1975)

  1. The Show of Our Lives
  2. Stuck in a Hole
  3. Lover
  4. No Backstage Pass
  5. Welcome the Day
  6. The Dabsong Conshirtoe
    • The mad dabsong
    • Ben Karratt rides again
    • Pro’s and con’s
    • Wraiks and ladders
    • Sneaking out the Bare Square
    • All sorts of unmemorable things
  7. The Fear and Loathing in Tollington Park

I’m well aware that this is where a lot of fans lose interest in Caravan but I really don’t see how that could be explained judged strictly from the music on “Cunning stunts” (allegedly a wordplay on “stunning c u n t s”, something they had proved themselves rather fond of. Wordplays, I mean. What did you think?). You see, I’m gonna skip ahead here and state that I really dig this album and claim that it’s not an iota worse than, say, their debut or “If I could screw you all over again, I would”. (Hey, don’t blame me! They started it!). Maybe it has something to do with prog starting to decline or maybe it’s their overall turn towards lush pop, but I don’t buy that. See, the structuring of this record doesn’t really differ from any previous Caravan album and they still manage to deliver a lengthy epic towards the end, and as for the decline of prog, well, that doesn’t explain the popularity of such records as “Going for the one”. No, allow me to speculate that it’s basically ignorance that keeps even fans away from this, and it was indeed released in the shadows of both the marvellous predecessor two years earlier, as well as their concerto performance that followed so it’s understandable that it couldn’t live up to the expectations. But it deserves a chance and you should grant it, or else I’ll be forced to dock off a point from my rating of you and we’ll see how fun that is!

It opens on a really grand note with “The show of our lives” that almost manages to out-Queen Queen. That ascending chorus is really something, and newcomer Mike Wedgewood does an outstanding job in contributing the vocals. Yes, forgot to tell you; Since the last time he replaced John G. Perry on bass guitar and occasional vocals, as on this one. The grand piano and all those ethereal gospel stunts (cunning stunts indeed!) make for an almost celestial atmosphere. I can picture the song ascending and spreading out like a giant feathery cloud in the sky, can you? It’s followed by the bouncy pop-rocker “Stuck in a hole” which isn’t brilliant but a good McCartney-like relief in the process. “Lover” however, is a duffer and this is all Wedgewood’s fault. He seized his chance to slip in some stuff himself, one of which is this sugary soul ballad. It’s not suitable for Caravan at all, and I’d even say that it’s not suitable for anyone. It sounds like something Glenn Hughes would sneak onto a contemporary Purple record. (This is the second time I’m forced to mention him in a Caravan review! Why won’t he leave me alone? Get that bastard out of here! He’s a criminal! He kills good bands for no reason!)

Anyway, it’s followed by another highlight in “No backstage pass” in which Pye shows off just about everything; His ever-growing songwriting skills, likewise growing singing abilities and tasteful guitarworks. This is probably one of his best guitar solos, reminding of both Steve Hackett and Andy Latimer, the latter especially thanks to the scat singing that joins in halfway through. And the main melody is top-notch, soothed by his tender vocals. Then it’s time for another Wedgewood-penned thingie, this time better though, being a chugging funk sendup (and yes, I know what I’ve said about funk but this one at least has a decent melody) named “Welcome the day”. Nothing special but a nice breather before the main course is served.

Yeah, you guessed it. They were still not through with side-long multipart epics, although they would be after this one. “The dabsong conshirtoe” ends that grandiose tradition on a really high note, I say. Basically it’s a bunch of half-baked songs stitched together, but then again, what Caravan epic isn’t? No part overstays its welcome which means the song never has the chance of becoming boring. It begins as a lightweight, almost Hollywoodish, ballad that soon gets mixed up with a rocking brass-driven section during which Pye really shines as a singer. It kinda reminds me of late-period Beatles (which is one of the finest awards you can get), and we all know how the second half of “Abbey Road” was put together, right? Half-baked songs hastily glued together, and if it worked for them, why wouldn’t it work for anyone else? Because everyone else are inferior, that’s why. But Caravan proved to be talented enough to pull it off. After a brief orchestral break it then finds its way into the obligatory flute passage, probably one of their absolute best and most melodic ever. And the good thing is that it returns after the jazzy solo passage, which by the way is really nicely executed too. It all comes to a conclusion with a lengthy riff-fest dissolving into a total cacaphony of snippets taken from just about everywhere. Kinda like the coda of “I am the walrus” or something. Do you think Beatles would have made a good Canterbury band? Man, this is my number one bet for the best Caravan epic ever, and this alone is a reason not to disregard the album. Oh yeah, the album ends with a minute of instrumental country-rag which is nice and all, but not terribly worthy of being written about more than this.

So, you see, the race wasn’t run for the band even in the steadily darkening mid-70’s, not yet. The tendency to streamline the sound to the more accessible genres of the time was starting to make itself visible, and I’m not talking about the orchestrated lush pop here, rather the sugary ballads and soul/funk/disco/whatever influences. But they were still brave enough to hang on to their own standards and besides, Pye’s songwriting was definitely on a roll, and anyone who can apply to the formula of generic pop and still come out with winners, is definitely worthy of praise.

Caravan – 1973 – For Girls Who Grow Plump in the Night

For girls who grow plump in the night

(Deram 1973)

  1. Memory Lain, Hugh / Headloss
  2. Hoedown
  3. Surprise, surprise
  4. C’thlu thlu
  5. The dog, the dog, he’s at it again
  6. Be alright / Chance of a lifetime
  7. L’auberge du Sanglier / A hunting we shall go / Pengola / Backwards / A hunting we shall go (reprise)

Remember what I said in my introduction, about Caravan being a nice bunch of meek and nerdy dudes, not at all aspiring on getting between the sheets? Well, scratch that! If the album name and cover, making us voyeuringan innocent sleeping girl in progress of pregnancy, alone won’t convince you, then perhaps the knowledge of the original intent of her being nude will. And at least one of the songs is approaching almost Zappaesque heights of naughtiness. Have I intrigued you enough? Good!

By this time things started to move about in the Caravan camp; Our old friend Richard Sinclair decided to quit and explore the depths of the Canterbury sound in Hatfield & The North and became replaced by some bearded hipster named John G. Perry on da bass. Plus, they expanded the lineup with a viola handled by Geoff Richardson, and guess what: Dave Sinclair is back! The scene is set, how about that!

But it’s not really the change of personell that makes this record stand out. It’s that Pye has really seized his chance to prove himself a worthy guitar player. The whole record reeks of catchy, occasionally even heavy, riffs and tasteful solos on courtesy of himself, sometimes intertwined with Richardson’s viola, all of which make for a truly intriguing listen. It becomes obvious from the very start with “Memory Lain, Hugh” greeting us with a really tricky guitar riff over a thumping rythm on which they harmonize an airy melody in the best Caravan tradition. The flute break thereafter is really memorable, as is the transition into “Headloss” which suddenly creeps up just as you think the song is about to end. Now the whole thing transforms into a bouncy shuffle with a looping structure very similar to Yes’s “All good people”, expanding the track into being the best opener on a Caravan album ever. It rules! The following “Hoedown” is the weakest track on here though, being a very rushed exercise in pseudo-country in 7/8 which just sounds forced. Thankfully it’s also the shortest so it doesn’t manage to do much harm.

But then we’re back on track again with “Surprise, surprise”. A laid back folksy groove peppered with great harmonies once again, and what seems to be a pedal steel that makes it sound almost like Zeppelin in folk-mode. “Suddenly sunshine” they sing, and indeed it is. It simply rules! Then we switch gears completely with “C’thlu thlu”, boasting really heavy riffs, that Pye obviously nicked from Robert Fripp’s backpack during recession. Watch out for that guitar break after the second chorus, very much in the style of “Larks’ tounge in aspic”-era Crimson. The creeping, almost gothic, verses with their theatrical atmosphere reminding of early Alice Cooper, are juxtaposed with strangely upbeat and jolly choruses in a way that in the hands of a less talented band would just sound out of place. But here, it rules! “The dog, the dog, he’s at it again” is yet another typical Caravan popster that makes remarkably good use of its looping chord sequence on which they build catchy and clever melodies that toward the climactic ending climb upon each other in an ingenious way. And David really shines on that sci-fi synthesizer break in the middle. And oh, this is the one with the infamous lyrics, celebrating the joy of copulation in such a filthy way it’s just pure fun! Have you seen them perform this? With Pye completely straight-faced announcing that “he’s got something that he’d like you to hold”? How the h*ll did he manage to pull that off without cracking up? Or could he have been so desperate in trying to get laid that he actually was serious? I don’t know and I don’t care. It’s a true pop masterpiece and I needn’t tell you that it rules!

Off we are to “Be alright/Chance of a lifetime” in which that Perry dude proves himself to be a very good successor to Sinclair not only on bass but in taking the lead vocals as well. It’s built on a great guitar/viola interplay culminating in a catchy descending chorus line which all make it sound a lot like Kansas, except that it’s better. After all, Caravan wasn’t Kansas which is always an advantage and besides, Kansas was yet to be formed. Only to let you know who were first and who were just a bunch of rednecky copycats. And Kansas surely couldn’t have pulled off such a beautiful and contemplative second part as on here. Did I mention yet that it rules? And we’re still to be blown away by the grand finale “A hunting we shall go”. Yet another viola/guitar assault that shakes the house down, albeit even more profound this time. Now they’re reaching almost Gentle Giantish heights of dexterity, trading solos over the looping riff as if to convince you of the very origins of prog metal. Then it all dies down with a slowly emerging orchestral suite, constantly building up to a symphonic climax that segues into a reprise of the main part in which each and every instrument play in unison until it all ends with a bang (literally). It freakin’ ru – wait for it – les!

Now, I know I said that Caravan isn’t really designed to blow you away, but if there is anywhere to look for that kind of thing then this is your best bet. “For girls who grow plump in the night” is the album that finally and firmly places Caravan among the league of prog supermen. Of course, the saga isn’t over yet, but it’s quite obvious that it just had to go downward from here, even if ever so slightly.

Caravan – 1971 – In the Land of Grey and Pink

In the Land of Grey and Pink

(Deram 1971)

  1. Golf girl (5:05)
  2. Winter wine (7:46)
  3. Love to love you (and tonight pigs will fly) (3:06)
  4. In the land of grey and pink (4:51)
  5. Nine feet underground (22:40)
    • Nigel blows a tune
    • Love’s a friend
    • Make it 76
    • Dance of the seven paper hankies
    • Hold grandad by the nose
    • Honest I did!
    • Disassociation
    • 100% proof

This may or may not be Caravan’s finest hour and it is indeed regarded as such among the general fanbase. I have to admit that I have an ever so tiny issue with it that prevents me from subscribing to that statement, but it is by far their greatest effort up until then and a lot of the mistakes on “If I could…” are corrected on here. Five tracks, all of which rule in one way or another, and all of which paints a colourful picture of a land far away where people play golf, drink wine and watch pigs fly while avoiding pink hippopotamuses. Swell, eh?

It all starts rather homely, with “Golf girl” depicting a victorian backdrop, not unlike what Ray Davies was preoccupied with on “Village green”, with the protagonist’s encounter with a golf girl selling cups of tea. A rather silly sitting-in-a-tree kind of story that nonetheless fully manages to capture the laid back sunny afternoon atmosphere. In that respect I give it two thumbs up, but as a song I feel the melody is rather tentative and even if it is a slight improvement over “If I could…”, I still feel that their early brand of quirky pop is not that great at the end of the day. Maybe it’s the trumpet; I played it as a child and it may have resulted in mental scars which I cannot disregard.

The other two tracks in the same vein, “Love to love you” and “In the land of grey and pink” works better. The first one succeeds completely in its bouncy Beatlesque melody and shows Pye in the process of becoming a true popmeister. The title track is in the same style as “Golf girl” but with a better melody that doesn’t seem as forced. The atmosphere has more of a grey (no kidding) and wintery touch and I can’t help but feel a slight scent of burning firewood from it. It’s really cozy and nice. That feeling is effectively carried over from one of the more epic tracks on the album, “Winter wine” with an even more vivid frosty atmosphere. Never have I encountered such a beautiful ode to beverage-induced escapism during wintertime. I am a swede, I can relate! Please let me relate! It’s simply one of Caravan’s best songs ever, with its driving pace and romantic mood, underlined by the subtle climaxes concluding each verse. Simply breathtaking. Cheers!

After all this, we’re still left with their second attempt at creating a true epic, and might I say they learned their lesson and studied hard for this exam! First of all it incorporates a couple of sung passages this time around, both of which rank among the most gorgeous moments on the album, especially the tear-jerking “Disassociation”. But even the instrumental passages, and there’s a lot of them, are well thought over this time from the very beginning. With no further ado they crash into one of the main themes, once again organ-driven, stretching out in a terrain of intelligent chord changes not just conjured out of the air, spiced with inspired soloing from various instruments. Well, I won’t go over every passage here, but let me sum things up with saying that it is very intelligently put together with actual melodies succeeding one another, in contrast to its elder brother “For Richard”, and even if it still has its amounts of noodling it has to be ranked as one of their better epics.

So, do indulge! They would never become as consistent in concept-making as on this record.