Credence Clearwater Revival Self Titled Debut

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Credence Clearwater Revival Self Titled Debut
(1968) Bellaphon label.  German pressing original inner sleeve. I have listened to this album since I was 7 years old.  I came to own it after my stepfather passed it along to me. He bought it brand new while serving overseas in the Vietnam War.  Every once in a while my folks would call me Suzie Q.  When I was little that was my favorite song.

Credence Clearwater Revival was Stu Cook on bass, Doug Clifford on drums, Tom Fogerty on rhythm guitar, and John Fogerty on lead guitar. The liner notes on the back of the album jacket are written by Ralph J. Gleason Consulting Editor for Rolling Stone.  In them, Gleason writes about Credence as the Third Generation of San Francisco bands.  He also tells of all the great places bands could play with great regularity in San Francisco in 1968.

This album features three cover tunes and five original tunes.

SIDE ONE

  1. I Put A Spell On You  (4:25)
  2. The Working Man  (3:02)
  3. Suzie Q  (8:34)

SIDE TWO

  1. Ninety-Nine And A Half (Won’t Do)  (3:35)
  2. Get Down Woman  (3:02)
  3. Porterville  (2:13)
  4. Gloomy  (3:48)
  5. Walk On The Water  (4:16)

So much to say about this album.  This is the only Credence album I own however I do like this band a lot.  I used to stay up late and call radio stations to request Sweet Hitch Hiker– I love that song.  This debut Credence album is a classic– I hate to use that word as it is over used especially in terms of rock and roll.  For the time, for how the music evokes its time and place– it is a classic.  Side One is one of the best sides of an album ever recorded.

This particular album is seeped in memories of my stepfather.  I learned to take care of my records from him.  I learned how to properly hold a record, clean a record, and put a record away so it stayed in good condition.  I am a serious record collector to this day due in large measure to his interest in records.  He had a small (maybe 200 +/-) but much beloved collection.  I was NEVER allowed to touch his records as a kid. EVER.

There were days I would be in the mood to listen to this album and I had to wait until he got home for him to put it on– and hopefully he was in the mood to hear it.  He had a “stereo system”– all separate components– which was a very big deal in my mind. Before he was in my life, playing records at home was done on either a long cabinet style piece of furniture that sometimes included a TV screen along with a record player, built in speakers and a radio OR it was my little stereo with its record player and two little speakers.  I remember he had Sansui cabinet speakers, a TEAC reel-to-reel tape player, a PE turntable, and a Sansui receiver.

He brought many counter-cultural affects to our lives.  Waterbeds.  He had one.  When I was in the 4th grade I got one too.  I remember learning how to properly set up a waterbed and to make sure to fill it and get rid of all the air bubbles.  Incense.  He had a little ceramic mushroom which he would burn incense.  Motorcycles.  He had friends with really long hair and beards who rode choppers.  Black light bulbs.  He had a small globe that he would put a black light bulb in. We didn’t turn it on all the time. Scales. On the stereo receiver he had a set of scales that he brought back with him from the war.  They looked like a piece of sculpture to me.  Again, another thing I was NEVER allowed to touch. My mom never questioned why he had scales.  Of course now after the popularity of shows like Breaking Bad, finding a set of scales in someone’s living room would raise eyebrows. And maybe it should have for us as well– as it turned out.  But that is another story.

My stepfather had problems.  He was mean.  He didn’t like children.  He had no patience. But there were those rare times when our whole family would be listening to records and it was magical.  We would be listening together in the same room and no one was scared, no one was yelling.  We all found a common bond around rock and roll.

Many, many years later my mom divorced him.  He fell on hard times.  I wound up storing some of his things including his records.  The rest of his things remained in my garage. His records came into the house.  Eventually he told me to keep them.

 

Credence Clearwater Revival Self Titled Debut

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