LEISURE—THE ARTS ON BEAT
An exciting swinger
mitments tend to rebound on a critic, but Wendy Saddington de- serves the best adjec-
Miss Saddington is a rhythm and hlues singer with a group called The Chain which plays tonight and tomorrow afternoon at Pacesetter.
She is by far the best female rhythm and blues
singer in the country. That's a relative judgment; objectively she is an excit- ing, raging swinger in the style of Aretha Franklin.
While I was in Mel- bourne last week I tried to arrange an interview for these colmuns but she and the group have moved to Sydney where they will be based from now on.
The group and the singer were in Canberra several weeks ago and gave me the finest night of live rhythm
and blues I've heard from an Australian group.
Miss Saddington affects the visual style of Julie Driscoll out of Jimi Hen- drix; vocally she screams and roars and sighs with the rhythmic feel of Miss Franklin.
My one quibble lies in that fact. She is derivative of Aretha Franklin to a large extent. Miss Sad- dington has enough talent to stand on her own feet, to come out from under the shadow of Miss Frank- lin.
THE latest news from
Melbourne is that the Canned Heat tour has been cancelled.
Advertisements in capital city newspapers say the
cancellation was forced by "circumstances beyond our control".
T HAVE a friend who
dismisses Jose Felic iano as "just another Trini Lopez".
The fact that I still talk
to this friend is proof of a deep and resilient rela tionship.
It was good to sec Feliciano pick up two Grammics in the awards announced on Thursday, one for 'Light My Fire' as the best male pop vocal performance, and one as the best new star of 1968.
'Little Green Apples' by Hobby Russell was predict able as the best song of the year. It must have been the most recorded melody
of 1968 and 1 would not have been surprised to sec a version' by Tito Gobbi.
But, for my taste, Glen Campbell's 'Wichita Line man' was the best of the nominated tunes. Still, Campbell gained some consolation with the award of the best album of the year. 'By The Time I Get To Phoenix'.
Grammy awards of course follow the trends of music through a par ticular year. If I said I was generally delighted with the awards and the music in the running for the awards, it would only be another way of saying that the music of 196fi was generally my kind of bag.
■you may not have
noticed it but that piece of mediocrity 'Little Arrows' by Lcapy Lee dropped out of the hit parades this week.
That track gets niy Grammy for the worst track of 1968.
'Golden Hits for Danc ing, Volume 2', Joe Meat's Happy Sound, World. Becord CUib.
T ESTER Lanin has his
■*-J counterparts in Europe.
Among them is Joe Ment and his Happy Sound, the authors of this WRC piece.
This is an honest record. It is made up of successful hit parade material orchestrated strictly for dancing. I pre sume that the value of the hits is that the prospective dancers will recognise the music in a background sort of way. Apart from that I don't see that the subject matter makes very much difference, as long as "it's got a beat you can dance
For what it is attempting