From Cash Box, written by e.s.
From the opening strains of "Bodhsivatta," a celebrated cut from their latest ABC-Dunhill album, it was glaringly apparent that before the audience was a rock-n-roll band transformed the new Steely Dan Review. Primarily studio-oriented musicians, they have tentatively resigned themselves to the requisite exertions of showbiz, Bard College blue-jeans being hurriedly exchanged for velvet and satin. Above all, though there was the precise, hypnotic, at times scathingly sarcastic music that has placed them among the most import-ant new groups to emerge in popular music.
Featuring digital acrobatics by the band's two guitarists, their opening number established the three-ring circus pattern that the act was to follow. Donald Fagen, nucleus, key-board man and primary vocalist, assumed the central spotlight. He was flanked by the furiously duelling guitarists on one side and a newly acquired side-show composed of a singer-cum-conga pounder and two cheerleaders on stage left. Royce Jones, the new vocalist, offered smooth and professional editions of "Brooklyn," "Dirty Work" and "Change of the Guard," all standards of the Steely Dan repertoire, while the cheerleaders chimed in on the back-grounds and presented perhaps the most charming abdominal muscles ever, superfluously, to grace the stage.
In the past year, the songs of Donald Fagen and Walter Becker, the group's composers, have slowly gained recognition as prototypical music of the 70's. Rock formulas honed to catchy perfection by jazz-fan instrumentalists, a cynical disdain for sentiment combined with sophisticated, sometimes obscure literary reference may serve to make them established spokesmen for the contemporary rock audience. The only obstacle may be their own seeming reluctance to assume the role.
B. W. Stevenson is a heavy Texan balladeer who speaks of traveling light, hitchhiking on the open road. At every rest-stop, he must have played the juke-box, for it is that instrument which appears to be his chief source of musical inspiration. On stage he commands audience attention with easy congeniality, a folksy manner and a voice as big as Texas. His band is tight, his songs are simple and if his RCA Records hit single, "My Maria," is any indication, he should be serenading those same truck-stops for some time to come.
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