Well what do we have here? I'm assuming the chap at
the piano dressed as a butcher is Warren Carr (though you'd have to look on the
record label itself to glean this information), but I'm not sure who those
ladies - who could charitably be said to resemble three burlesque strippers at
the tail end of their career - flanking him are meant to be? As this is an
entirely instrumental affair, unless they're on drums and percussion then they
don't appear on this record other than the cover. And as far as that goes, if
their only purpose is to inject some stereotypical seventies glamour to lure in
the punters, then the outcome is as cheap and tacky as the premise.
Misleading too; whilst that sleeve shot suggests an
album of raucous and bawdy saloon bar singalongs recorded somewhere between last
orders and throwing out time, what we get in actuality is something rather more
tame and polite as Warren tickles the ivories over a minimal 4/4 backing and
trots out a medley of familiar tunes like 'Camptown Races', 'Swanee',
'California Here I Come', 'Tip Toe Through The Tulips' (etc.). And while the
cover boasts '40 All Time Hits', we only get about a minute sample of
each.'Tickle' is the appropriate verb here too -
though Carr is true to the Honky Tonk style of the title and pushes rhythm above
harmony on an untuned piano, there's no barrelhouse key pounding here. Carr is
totally proficient in execution, but he executes with a light touch that's never
going to get the neighbours banging on the walls or me to move my fingers along
an imaginary keyboard on my thigh.
And that's really all there is to it. It's the sort
of thing that would work fine in the 'live' setting of a pub after a skinful of
ale, but I'm assuming the intention with this release was for it to be something
to put on at a house party to get everyone singing along. But just as Eno
released his 'Music For Airports', then this could have been subtitled 'Music
For Very Dull Parties'; any party that needs this to try and get it going should
be put out of its misery. It's 1974 people, get some Abba on the stereo.
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