When I was young, I’d listen to the radio

I’ve been writing this blog for 11 years, writing about the great musicians of the classic rock era and the amazing music they made. I’ve compiled many dozens of themed playlists — songs about driving, food, summer, breaking up, protests, sex, and on and on — but I recently discovered a glaring, unintentional exclusion: I’ve neglected to write a piece on songs about radio!

Seeing as how important radio airplay is (or used to be) to the success of a song or album, this is a rather serious omission. But it’s never too late to remedy that. I did my research and found a broad array of songs that focus on radio listening habits, AM or FM, the state of radio programming, and the importance of radio in our lives.

Radio used to be absolutely crucial to every music lover. In the ’50s and ’60s, AM radio was the ONLY way to hear your favorite song unless you forked over your allowance to buy the single or, heaven forbid, an entire album. It was certainly the only way to hear music in your car, before tape players, CD players and streaming services came along to make radio seem almost obsolete.

In Nashville, where I live now, there’s an excellent independent FM radio station called “Lightning 100” that plays a marvelously eclectic mix of old and new music that cuts across multiple genres. It’s the kind of station that used to dominate airwaves in every major American city in the 1970s before corporate ownership arrived, and with it came homogenization, predictability and a dearth of boundary-stretching musical offerings.

Cleveland’s radio personalities: Kid Leo, Billy Bass, John Lanigan, Bill Randle, Alan Freed

Radio also gave us disc jockeys, those quirky on-air personalities we loved (or loved to hate) who soothed us and provoked us, shamelessly promoted and coolly interviewed musicians about the tunes they were playing for us. Late night, drive time, morning zoo, all sorts of characters around the clock, 24 hours a day. Where I grew up in Cleveland, we had a rich history of influential DJs whose names have since become legendary well outside the region.

Rock musicians have done a fine job of writing tunes about the influence of radio and how its impact has changed (pretty much for the worse) in more recent times. Below I’ve selected 21 songs that explore the world of radio, with some interesting backstories about how and why they were written. The Spotify playlist at the end is, in my humble view, one of my better efforts.

Listen up!

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“Radio Song,” R.E.M., 1991

This has always been one of my favorite tracks by the Athens, Georgia-based band. It’s the opening tune on the group’s platinum LP “Out of Time,” their first US #1, which catapulted them from cult status to international stars. Although “Losing My Religion” and “Shiny Happy People” got most of the attention, “Radio Song” grabbed me immediately, with its “adventurous amalgam of jangly funk and sugary-sweet pop balladry,” as one critic described it. Michael Stipe’s commentary on the state of radio in the early ’90s hits hard: “Hey, I can’t find nothing on the radio, /Ah, yo, turn to that station, /The world is collapsing around our ears, I turned up the radio but I can’t hear it, /It’s that same sing-song, and the DJ sucks, /t makes me sad…”

“On Your Radio,” Joe Jackson, 1979

Jackson confessed that he had been bullied and teased as a youngster growing up in England, and when he developed his musical talent enough to earn a record contract and begin a public career, one of the early songs he wrote was “On Your Radio,” a scathing put-down of his past enemies. Singer Suzanne Vega, who worked on a couple of projects with Jackson in the 1990s, said, “This is the ultimate revenge song of fame. Who hasn’t been there and had those fantasies of rising above all the people who oppress you? Many people hope for the chance to respond to those who wronged us, and songwriters get to do it on the radio.” “I got your names and your numbers filed away, /See me, hear me, don’t you know you can’t get near me, /You can only hope to hear me on your radio…”

“Song on the Radio,” Al Stewart, 1978

Since 1969, Stewart had been releasing his unique brand of story-songs, often with historical references and romantic characters. His 1976 hit “Year of the Cat” captured our imaginations, reaching #7 on US pop charts. As he was writing songs for his 1978 follow-up album “Time Passages,” he said, “The folks at Arista Records were asking for a mid-tempo ballad with a saxophone that could be played on the radio so, very tongue-in-cheek, I wrote ‘Song on the Radio.’ I was actually joking, but they put it out as a single and it made the Top 30, so I guess the joke was on me!” The song seems to be about discovering a woman whose remarkable qualities are unnoticed by others, perhaps by her own design. Like many of Stewart’s songs, this one takes place while the narrator is traveling: “I was making my way through the wasteland the road into town passes through, /I was changing the radio stations with my mind on you… /We’ll go collecting the days, putting the moments away, /You’re on my mind like a song on the radio…”

“On the Radio,” Donna Summer, 1979

Donna Summer wrote this disco hit with record producer Giorgio Moroder for the soundtrack of the 1980 teen girl coming-of-age film “Foxes” starring a young Jodie Foster, Scott Baio and Runaways singer Cherie Currie. In the song, Summer is pining for a lost love and hopes to reconnect by broadcasting her feelings on the radio. Bruce Sudano, who worked with Summer before marrying her and remaining her husband until her death in 2012, said, “Donna could be very simple in her lyrics or she could be esoteric. But basically, the story of ‘On The Radio’ is somebody hoping that the song on the radio will let the man know that she is in love with him.” In addition to the “Foxes” soundtrack, “On the Radio” was also the featured new track on Summer’s “Greatest Hits Volumes I and II” double LP, and a #5 hit single in early 1980. “I never told a soul just how I’ve been feeling over you, /But they said it really loud, they said it on the air, /On the radio, whoa-oh-oh-oh, on the radio…”

“Turn Up the Radio,” Autograph, 1984

In 1983, the fledgling LA-based band Autograph was lucky enough for their demos to catch the ear of producer Andy Johns, who had worked with Led Zeppelin and The Rolling Stones. He supervised their debut LP, which included what turned out to be their only Top 40 hit, “Turn Up the Radio,” qualifying them as “one-hit wonders.” The song’s futuristic music video was very popular on MTV in 1985, helping boost their sales and a #29 peak on US pop charts (#17 on mainstream rock charts). The recording featured guitarist Steve Lynch’s distinctive two-handed, fretboard-tapping technique, which won him the “Guitar Solo of the Year” award from Guitar Player magazine that year. Lynch said the track was never a personal favorite but he always appreciated its strong hook and commercial appeal “and lyrics that were right for the times.” “Daytime, nighttime, anytime, things go better with rock, /I’m going 24 hours a day, I can’t seem to stop, /Turn up the radio, I need the music, give me some more, /Turn up the radio, I wanna feel it, got to give me some more…”

“Radio Nowhere,” Bruce Springsteen, 2007

“High-energy, E Street Band rock” was the order of the day on Springsteen’s well-received 2007 LP “Magic.” It debuted at #1 on US album charts despite an overriding lyrical theme reflecting The Boss’s disillusionment with the state of American society at the time. The intended single was “Radio Nowhere,” a meaty slab of guitar-heavy rock described as having “an end-of-the-world feel where humanity has become anonymous and communication channels have broken down.” The title metaphorically depicts a void where the narrator frantically searches for human connection over the airwaves, a despairing vibe that may have turned off the Top 40 radio audience, because it failed to chart at all. “I was spinning around a dead dial, just another lost number in a file, /Dancing down a dark hole, just searching for a world with some soul, /This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there?…”

“Border Radio,” The Blasters, 1981

From the 1930s through the late 1980s, American companies set up powerful radio transmitters just over the Texas border in Mexico, offering as much as 500,000 watts of power, enough to reach great swaths of the US but out of reach of US regulations. Singer-guitarist Phil Alvin and his younger brother Dave (lead guitar) grew up on these stations’ heady stew of rockabilly, country, early R&B and blues. Between 1979-1985, they released four solid LPs as The Blasters, and on their self-titled second album — which reached #36 on US album charts and was several critics’ choice as one of 1982’s best — Dave Alvin wrote “Border Radio,” a song about the influence and appeal of hearing edgy music not available elsewhere: “This song comes from 1962, dedicated to a man who’s gone, /Fifty thousand watts out of Mexico, this is the border radio, /She calls toll free and requests an old song, something they used to know, /She prays to herself that wherever he is, he’s listening to the border radio…”

“FM,” Steely Dan, 1978

In 1978, a critically lambasted film called “FM” told the story of a group of DJs at a popular FM radio station who rebel against the station’s management. The DJs want to retain the free-form, DJ-driven music selection format that had been in place at FM rock stations since its early years in the late ’60s, but the more commercially oriented “album-oriented rock” format had already become dominant by the time the film was conceived and released. While the movie tanked, the “FM” soundtrack album was a big success, selling millions, led by Steely Dan’s title track, which reached #22 on US pop charts. Asked to write a song about FM radio, they came up with lyrics in which the narrator criticizes the predictable music selection. The overlapping harmonies of “no static at all” sound like a station ID tagline, but it seems less like a technical boast than an admission that nothing on the airwaves was likely to surprise anyone: “The girls don’t seem to care what’s on, as long as they play till dawn, /Nothin’ but blues and Elvis and somebody else’s favorite song… /The girls don’t seem to care tonight, as long as the mood is right, /No static at all, FM…”

“AM Radio,” Everclear, 2000

Emerging from Portland, Oregon, in 1992, Everclear was the brainchild of singer-songwriter-guitarist Art Alexakis, who steered them through post-grunge, alt-rock and power pop genres on several successful LP in the late 1990s. In 2000, on the Top Ten LP “Songs From an American Movie Vol. One: Learning How to Smile,” they came up with a jewel of a song called “AM Radio,” which nostalgically celebrated the early ’70s era when AM radio still ruled but was losing ground to hipper FM formats. Those without the bucks to afford cars with FM or tape players had to get their music exclusively from AM radio, with its cheesy jingles and repeated-to-death Top 40 playlist. “Flashback back in ’72, another summer in the neighborhood hanging out with nothing to do, /Sometimes, we’d go driving around in my sister’s Pinto, cruising with the windows rolled down, /We’d listen to the radio station, /We were too damn poor to buy the eight-track tape… /You’d have to wait ’til you could hear it on the AM radio…”

“That’s Why God Made the Radio,” The Beach Boys, 2012

After a long estrangement, Brian Wilson was ready to work with The Beach Boys again in 2012, just in time for the 50th anniversary of The Beach Boys 1962 debut LP. Wilson was collaborating with songwriter Jim Peterik at the time, who recalled an evening that proved fruitful. “We were at a restaurant,” he said, “and Brian was talking about radio, and how great songs used to sound through the AM radio coming through the oval speaker on his Plymouth Valiant. I said, ‘Man, that was the best sound of all,’ and Brian said, ‘Yeah, that’s why God made the radio.’ Of course, I wrote that line down, and it became not only a single but the title of the album.” The song’s lyrics are quintessential Beach Boys nostalgia: “Tuning in the latest star from the dashboard of my car, /Cruisin’ at 7, push-button heaven, /Capturing memories from afar in my car, /Feel the music in the air, find a song to take us there, /It’s paradise when I lift up my antenna, receiving your signal like a prayer, /That’s why God made the radio…”

“Devil’s Radio,” George Harrison, 1987

Harrison spent the mid-1980s on hiatus from the music business after his last two albums had charted poorly. In 1987, working with producer friend Jeff Lynne and luminaries like Eric Clapton and Elton John, Harrison wrote a quality batch of tunes for a successful comeback LP, “Cloud Nine,” which reached #8 on US album charts that year (#10 in the UK). Probably the most aggressive track was “Devil’s Radio,” which was inspired by a church billboard Harrison had seen stating “Gossip is The Devil’s Radio…Don’t Be a Broadcaster.” The lyrics are an attack on gossip, trivia and cynical talk radio which spreads inaccuracies and falsehoods, a theme that hit close to home for Harrison, who had felt victimized by unfair media as an ex-Beatle, and unable to lead a normal life: “Oh yeah, gossip, gossip, oh yeah, /I hear it through the day, airwaves gettin’ filled with gossip broadcast to and fro on the devil’s radio, /It’s all across our lives, like a weed it’s spread ’til nothing else has space to grow, /The devil’s radio…”

“You Turn Me On, I’m a Radio,” Joni Mitchell, 1972

As Mitchell was writing and recording a smart new batch of confessional songs for her fifth LP, “For the Roses,” her record label expressed a desire for her to write something that could gain Top 40 radio airplay. She responded with “You Turn Me On, I’m a Radio,” a lyrically brilliant tune equating romantic communication with radio airwaves. The metaphors she drew nailed the comparison perfectly — sending out signals she hopes he’ll pick up, and turning on a lover like turning on a radio. It wasn’t a huge hit, but it reached #25 in the US and #10 in her native Canada, and warmed up her mainstream audiences for the hits to come on her next LP “Court and Spark.” How poignant that former lover Graham Nash played the distinctive harmonica part on the recording: “Oh honey, you turn me on, I’m a radio, /I’m a country station, I’m a little bit corny, /I’m a wildwood flower waving for you, a broadcasting tower waving for you… /If your head says ‘forget it’ but your heart’s still smokin’, /Call me at the station, the lines are open…”

“Mohammed’s Radio,” Warren Zevon, 1976

From the beginning, Zevon was an enigmatic songwriter, with incisive, ironic lyrics that were often open to multiple interpretations. From his self-titled 1976 major label debut comes “Mohammed’s Radio,” which touches on themes like redemption, escapism, mysticism and negativity. Is Mohammed an Islamic DJ? A neighbor who played his radio too loud? Zevon never elaborated. Noted critic Dave Marsh ranked the tune “near the top of a list of best songs about radio.” Lindsey Buckingham, Stevie Nicks, Waddy Wachtel and Bobby Keys all participated in the session, and Linda Ronstadt made it one of several Zevon songs she covered on her own albums: “In walked the village idiot and his face was all aglow, /He’s been up all night listening to Mohammed’s radio, /Don’t it make you want to rock and roll all night long, Mohammed’s radio, /I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful on the radio, Mohammed’s radio…”

“Hey Mr. DJ,” Van Morrison, 2002

Since 1967, Morrison has been one of rock’s most prolific songwriters and recording artists, releasing more than 45 albums in that 60-year period. About halfway through that career arc in 2002, he came up with “Down the Road,” a warm mix of blues, R&B, country and folk that turned out to be his most commercially successful LP since 1972’s “Saint Dominic’s Preview.” Most of the music is rooted in 1950s and early 1960s popular music, and the lyrics reflect a certain nostalgia for that era. In particular, “Hey Mr. DJ” is, as one critic wrote, “a requiem for the one-on-one electricity of pre-Clear Channel radio, swinging with sweet brass and the iconic echo of Sam Cooke’s ‘Havin’ a Party.'” It was released as a single in the UK, and peaked at #19 on the specialized “adult alternative airplay” chart in the US. “Hey Mr. DJ, I’m in a sad mood tonight, /Play me something just for me and my baby, /Won’t you make everything all right? /I’m gonna turn it way down low, leave it on all night long ’til the morning comes, /Like my lover, my friend, until the end and that special someone…”

“The Radio Song,” Joe Walsh, 1987

Walsh had been a rising talent with The James Gang in the late ’60s and early ’70s, then a big solo act in the mid-’70s and eventually a full-fledged member of The Eagles. He continued to maintain a solo career, with anthemic rock songs featuring tongue-in-cheek lyrics (his Top Ten hit “Life’s Been Good” poked fun at his status as an egotistical rock star). He hit a dry patch in the mid/late ’80s when his 1987 LP “Got Any Gum?” tanked at #116, but the likable pop rock tune “The Radio Song” nevertheless reached #8 on the mainstream rock tracks chart. The music video for the song featured Wolfman Jack, and Walsh in a comical role: “I like to sit in a silent place, inside the silence is a melody, /Voices singing harmony, I close my eyes and listen carefully, /The silence starts to get loud, /It’s like your favorite station playing your favorite song, /Just like they do on the radio…”

“Radio Ga Ga,” Queen, 1984

In 1984, when Queen drummer Roger Taylor was driving in Los Angeles with his 12-year-old son, the boy spoke disparagingly about the music he was hearing, calling it “radio ca-ca.” That incident inspired Taylor to write “Radio Ga Ga,” a nostalgic defense of radio, with lyrics that disapprove of television overtaking radio in mainstream popularity. “In the past, people turned to radio to hear comedy, drama or science fiction, and you had to use your imagination,” Taylor said. “That’s part of what the song’s about, really. That, and the fact that music videos seem to be taking over almost from the aural side. The visual side seems to be almost more important now, and that’s a shame.” The song was a huge #1 in the UK and all over Europe, and #16 in the US: “I’d sit alone and watch your light, my only friend through teenage nights, /And everything I had to know, I heard it on my radio, /So stick around ’cause we might miss you, when we grow tired of all this visual, /All we hear is radio ga ga, radio goo goo, radio ga ga, /All we hear is radio ga ga, radio blah blah…”

“Do You Remember Rock ‘n’ Roll Radio,” The Ramones, 1980

To many critics and fans, punk rock’s finest moments came from The Ramones, the New York band that exploded in the punk culture in 1976 even if, almost by design, they were never much of a commercial success and didn’t have a hit single. The Ramones sought to return rock music to its most basic roots, abandoning such offshoots as late 1960s psychedelic rock and early ’70s progressive rock. On their fourth LP, “End of the Century,” which was their highest charting at #44 (#14 in the UK), the featured song was “Do You Remember Rock ‘n’ Roll Radio?” described as “a thunderous paean to radio as it should be.” The track opens with a simulation of a radio dial being tuned across stations before a DJ introduces the song. It uses more complex instrumentation and production than typical of the band’s output (particularly sax and organ), with lyrics that, while calling out ’60s TV music programs, actually longed for the radio of their youth: “Rockin’, rock ‘n’ roll radio, let’s go, /Do you remember Hullabaloo, Upbeat, Shinding and Ed Sullivan too?, Do you remember rock ‘n’ roll radio?…”

“Radio, Radio,” Elvis Costello, 1977

In 1977, as the British music scene was in the grip of punk rock, Costello’s debut LPs had “the raw energy and sass of punk but with densely layered wordplay,” as Rolling Stone put it. In 1978, “Radio Radio” was released in the UK as a stand-alone single, a reworking of an early tune he’d written called “Radio Soul.” The new version was far more aggressive with sarcastic lyrics that criticized the creeping commercialism of British radio. Costello said, “When you get into the business, you realize it’s about some guy with a sack of money giving it to somebody so that they play your record enough times that people get batted to death with it, and that makes it a hit.” When he appeared on “Saturday Night Live,” he abruptly stopped performing his debut single “Less Than Zero” and played “Radio Radio” instead, alienating the producers: “Radio is a sound salvation, radio is cleaning up the nation, /They say you better listen to the voice of reason, but they don’t give you any choice ’cause they think that it’s treason, /So you had better do as you are told, you better listen to the radio, /I wanna bite the hand that feeds me…”

“The Spirit of Radio,” Rush, 1980

Regular readers of this blog know I am no fan of Rush because I can’t abide Geddy Lee’s shrill, affected vocal style, but occasionally one of their songs was interesting enough to force me to endure the singing in order to enjoy the rest of the music. “The Spirit of Radio,” a single from their 1980 LP “Permanent Waves,” is one example of that. Inspired by the slogan of the Ontario, Canada-based radio station CFNY-FM, the song became Rush’s first Top 30 hit in Canada, although it reached only #51 in the US. Lyrically, the song is yet another lament on the change of FM radio from free-form to commercial formats during the late 1970s (although CFNY was one of those stations that had not yet abandoned free-form programming): “Invisible airwaves crackle with life, bright antennae bristle with the energy, /Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength bearing a gift beyond price, almost free, /It’s really just a question of your honesty, /One likes to believe in the freedom of music, /But glittering prizes and endless compromises shatter the illusion of integrity…”

“The Last DJ,” Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers, 2002

Petty had sparred with record business folks more than once in his career, and he did it again with his 2002 LP “The Last DJ,” which included several tracks that took direct shots at the greed that prevails in the music industry. In particular, the song “The Last DJ” is about a disc jockey in Florida who became so frustrated with his inability to play what he wants that he moves to Mexico and gets his playlist freedom back. Several radio stations, especially those owned by the conservative Clear Channel Communications, banned it for being “anti-radio.” Said Petty, “I was elated when it was banned. I remember when radio meant something. We enjoyed the people who were on it. They had personalities. They were people of taste who we trusted. And I see that vanishing.” It managed a #22 spot on mainstream rock charts but the ban kept it from pop charts: “Well, the top brass don’t like him talking so much, and he won’t play what they say to play , /And he don’t want to change what don’t need to change, /There goes the last DJ who plays what he wants to play…”

“Overnight Sensation (Hit Record),” The Raspberries, 1973

Cleveland’s favorite sons The Raspberries were pioneers of power pop, exploding out of the gate with an irresistible hit, “Go All the Way,” in 1972. Although most critics loved them, some observers saw them as inferior Beatles imitators, which really rankled their lead singer and songwriter Eric Carmen. By 1974, the band was in its final months before dissolving, and Carmen came up with “Overnight Sensation (Hit Record),” which critic Mark Deming said “may be Carmen’s most impressive creation, an epic-scale piece about the thrill of hearing your song on the radio.” Ironically, he’d already had his hit record two years earlier, but he longed to be taken more seriously and wrote “Overnight Sensation” as a theatrical number, beginning with just a piano and voice and building to a grand Spectorian production, with lyrics that bluntly stated his obsession with radio play. It reached #18 on pop charts, but the band broke up, and Carmen began a solo career. “I just want a hit record, yeah, wanna hear it on the radio, /Want a big hit record, yeah, one that everybody’s got to know, /Well, if the program director don’t pull it, it’s time to get back the bullet, /So bring the group down to the station, you’re gonna be an overnight sensation…”

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Honorable mentions:

I Bet You They Won’t Play This Song on the Radio,” Monty Python, 1980

Shit on the Radio,” Nelly Furtado, 2000

Mr. Radio,” ELO, 1971

The Nightfly,” Donald Fagen, 1982

Radio Free Europe,” R.E.M., 1981

Radio Waves,” Roger Waters, 1987

Video Killed the Radio Star,” The Buggles, 1981

Turn Up the Radio,” Madonna, 2012

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All I ask of dying is to go naturally

I can’t decide if it’s ironic or merely coincidental that I’m ending up writing obituaries/tributes in two consecutive weeks about members of the two trailblazing and most prominent “brass rock” groups of the late ’60s/early ’70s.

Last week, it was founder/sax-flute man Walter Parazaider of Chicago, which you can read here in case you missed it: https://hackbackpages.com/6/26/2026/weve-all-got-time-enough-to-cry-time-enough-to-die

This week, we recognize the passing of vocalist David Clayton-Thomas of Blood, Sweat & Tears, who died June 24 at age 84.

Beyond their imaginative, groundbreaking use of trumpets, trombones and saxophones in a rock band, though, the two groups actually didn’t have all that much in common. Certainly their career trajectories have been wildly different, as has their degree of commercial success. Many decades before anyone had ever heard the term “cancel culture,” BS&T found themselves stuck in a political maelstrom that proved to be, if not fatal, a devastating hit to the group’s momentum.

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Blood, Sweat & Tears — the band that would become one of the most popular acts of 1969-1970 — has roots dating to 1966 when a ragtag outfit from Greenwich Village, New York, known as the Danny Kalb Quartet changed their name to The Blues Project, featuring guitarist Kalb, guitarist Steve Katz, keyboardist Al Kooper, drummer Roy Blumenfeld and bassist Andy Kuhlberg. Playing an eclectic mix of blues, folk, R&B, jazz and pop, The Blues Project recorded two live LPs and one studio LP on MGM’s Verve label, managing to reach #77, #52 and #71, respectively on US album charts.

The Blues Project, 1966 (Al Kooper, lower left; Steve Katz, upper left)

Kooper, who had been a New York session musician who ended up in Bob Dylan’s 1965 sessions for the seismic “Like a Rolling Stone” anthem, had proposed the idea of bringing in a horn section to broaden the band’s musical options, but bandleader Kalb rejected the concept, so Kooper quit and took his idea with him. Inspired by The Buckinghams, a Chicago-based pop group which featured lively horn arrangements in four Top Ten hit singles in 1967 (“Kind of a Drag,” “Don’t You Care,” “Mercy Mercy Mercy,” “Hey Baby”), Kooper envisioned a group that would use a rock band’s basic instrumental foundation and add a brass section. They would play a mix of musical styles similar to The Blues Project — jazz, blues, rock and pop — with classically trained horn players taking a featured role.

Kooper assumed the role of singer and creative director in addition to keyboard duties. He recruited Katz on guitar, bassist Jim Fielder and drummer Bobby Colomby, and Colomby then drafted multi-instrumentalist Fred Lipsius, trombonist Dick Halligan and trumpeters Jerry Weiss and Randy Brecker. Kooper came up with the name Blood, Sweat & Tears after seeing an early Johnny Cash album with that title, and hired respected producer John Simon, who worked with Simon & Garfunkel, Janis Joplin, Leonard Cohen and The Band. With Kooper writing half the tracks, including the fledgling single “I Can’t Quit Her,” the eight-piece group cut the debut LP “Child is Father to the Man,” released in early 1968 on Columbia. Critics praised its innovative approach; one wrote, “It borrows styles from contemporary folk to acid rock with fresh jazz elements. This is the sound of a group of virtuosos enjoying themselves in the newly open possibilities of pop music.”  It managed to reach #47 on US album charts, and #40 in the UK.

BS&T’s debut LP (Al Kooper is front and center)

But there was dissension in the ranks. Katz, for one, felt Kooper’s vocals were average at best and lobbied hard to hire a new lead singer. The band agreed, and Kooper, who didn’t want to stay if he couldn’t be the vocalist, dropped out (continuing his session work on dozens of albums and eventually becoming a successful producer and manager of groups like Lynyrd Skynyrd and The Tubes, and a published author as well). Weiss also left, as did Brecker, who would go on to greater heights with brother Michael as The Brecker Brothers in the 1970s and beyond.

The band was now in danger of losing their record deal, so they started searching in earnest for a new singer, and it turned out they didn’t have to look too far. Colomby got a call from his friend, folk singer Judy Collins, who told him about a powerful blues singer she’d heard at a club in The Village. His name was David Clayton-Thomas.

Born David Thomsett in England and raised in Toronto, Canada, he suffered beatings from an abusive father as a young boy, leaving home at 14 and sleeping in parked cars and abandoned buildings, stealing food and clothing to survive. He was arrested several times for vagrancy, petty theft and street brawls, and spent much of his teens in various jails and reformatories. He took to singing to pass the time in custody, learning guitar on a battered instrument and developing a kinship with folk and blues music — songs by men who were “dirt-poor working-class hobos with nothing to their name,” he wrote in his memoir. He got enough encouragement to eventually try singing at open-mic nights at some of the clubs in Toronto’s Yonge Street district, which had a vibrant folk and R&B music scene in the ’60s.

Clayton-Thomas in 1968

Changing his name to Clayton-Thomas to distance himself from his father, he developed a solid reputation singing with various bands and trios, including one called The Bossmen, purportedly one of the first rock bands anywhere to include jazz musicians. He performed with legendary bluesman John Lee Hooker, going with him to New York in 1966 and settling there, although he had no work visa, which would cause serious legal consequences years later.

At the urging of Collins, Colomby checked out one of Clayton-Thomas’s shows in New York and was knocked out by his vocals and his commanding stage presence. As fate would have it, Clayton-Thomas opened his set with a smoldering version of Kooper’s song “I Love You More Than You’ll Ever Know,” which BS&T had recorded for their debut album. “I think I heard about half the song, and I just knew,” said Colomby. “I offered him the job on the spot.”

Blood, Sweat & Tears in 1969 (from left): Jim Fielder, Steve Katz, Chuck Winfield, Lew Soloff, Bobby Colomby, Dick Halligan, Fred Lipsius, Jerry Hyman, David Clayton-Thomas

With Clayton-Thomas out front and new horn players Lew Soloff, Chuck Winfield and Jerry Hyman, the reconfigured nine-man lineup did a two-week stand at New York’s Café Au Go Go in 1968. The reaction was so positive that Columbia honcho Clive Davis promptly got them back into the studio, this time with producer James Guercio (who, ironically, was simultaneously producing Chicago’s debut as well). It was recorded in CBS’s New York studio on what was then a new state-of-the-art 16-track machine, and the result was sonically marvelous. They chose only three original tunes, opting instead for covers of material by Billie Holiday, Traffic, Laura Nyro and Brenda Holloway.

Little did anyone know how rapidly things would explode upon the release of that album, simply titled “Blood, Sweat & Tears,” in December 1968. First came the joyous Motown tune “You’ve Made Me So Very Happy,” which reached #2 in March 1969. Three months later, Clayton-Thomas’s song “Spinning Wheel” also peaked at #2 in July, and finally, Nyro’s gospel-inflected “And When I Die” made it a hat trick of #2 singles in October. The album spent an impressive seven weeks at #1; the band was a featured act at Woodstock in August (although they weren’t included in the film or soundtrack album because their manager foolishly insisted on more money); and when the annual Grammy Awards rolled around, the BS&T album beat out The Beatles’ “Abbey Road” for Album of the Year honors.

Me, I’ve always been crazy about some of the deeper tracks: Katz’s ballad “Sometimes in Winter” (on which he handled lead vocals); a remarkable adaptation of Holiday’s “God Bless the Child”; and the 14-minute “Blues Part II,” a mostly instrumental tour-de-force that’s represented on my Spotify playlist as a five-minute edit that showcases Clayton-Thomas’s vocal section at the longer track’s conclusion.

Clayton-Thomas’s charisma, burly physique and indelible tenor, alternately gentle and snarling, had very quickly become crucial to the group’s popularity. Said Davis about the addition of the singer: “He jumped right out at you. He seemed so genuine, so in command of the lyric lines, a perfect combination of fire and emotion to go with the band’s somewhat cerebral appeal. He was almost animalistic.”

Blood, Sweat & Tears live in 1969

The group played nearly 100 concerts in 1969 in ever-bigger venues to ever-larger audiences from coast to coast. It seemed they could do no wrong…but their one questionable decision was to do a three-night stand at Caesar’s Palace in Las Vegas in December, which the rock press labeled “an un-hip establishment place where your parents’ entertainers performed.” Indeed, Rolling Stone magazine, which tended to look down its nose at anything that wasn’t bonafide rock, said in its review of the album earlier that year, “The listener responds to the illusion that he is hearing something new when, in fact, he is hearing mediocre rock, OK jazz, etc., thrown together in a contrived and purposeless way.” It was clearly a minority opinion, but it stung.

Things would get much, much worse in 1970. Like the majority of rock musicians at the time, BS&T had been vocal about their opposition to the war in Vietnam and other policies of the Nixon administration. They weren’t strident about it, but their remarks attracted enough attention for The White House to take umbrage, particularly coming from Canadian Clayton-Thomas. When they discovered he had been in the country illegally for years, and that he had a prison record in Canada, they brought the hammer down, insisting that the group participate in a State Department-sponsored tour of Eastern European countries as part of a detente effort, or Clayton-Thomas would be deported. Several in the band (especially Katz) didn’t want to do it but felt they had no choice. “It was blackmail, pure and simple,” said Katz.

Their experience there was mixed. They played to enthusiastic audiences in Poland and indifferent crowds in Czechoslovakia, and in Romania, the crowds were so pumped up that the communist authorities used vicious dogs and the military to control them, and they confiscated the film footage that was being shot by a film crew. The band was rattled by the experience, but were even more shaken by the critical reaction they got from the rock press and many of their politically minded fans upon returning to the US. “We were just musicians trying to play music for people,” said Clayton-Thomas. “We were the #1 band in the world. And it turned into this huge political rat’s nest. The political right felt we were too antiwar and anti-Nixon, and the political left hated us for being what they felt were pawns of Nixon. It was insane. It immediately became clear that we were not going to be forgiven by the counterculture for becoming what they saw as sellouts.”

Colomby lamented, “We became the most uncool band in the world. It was so unfair.”

Talk about cancel culture.

Three years ago, a documentary was released called “What the Hell Happened to Blood, Sweat and Tears?” I was stunned as I watched the nearly two-hour film, with long-ago footage and new interviews with band members Katz, Clayton-Thomas, Fielder and Lipsius shedding light on a rather extraordinary tale of deception, strong-arming and political propaganda. One critic wrote this about it: “Did Nixon’s State Department cause BS&T to bleed out prematurely? That’s the film’s implicit premise. It’s an absorbing spy movie made with smuggled footage, and an incisive history lesson about international relations in the ’70s. Above all, it’s a cautionary tale for now about the risks we take when we rush to judgement without all the facts.” I can’t recommend strongly enough that you need to watch this (now on Amazon Prime) to truly understand the answer to its titular question.

Like most young fans, I knew nothing about the entire incident at the time. Neither the tour itself nor the negative domestic reaction to it were widely reported, and the deal struck between the government and the band to prevent Clayton-Thomas’s deportation was not public knowledge. All I knew was, their next LP, “Blood Sweat & Tears 3,” came out the same month and went right to #1, producing two more hit singles, “Hi-De-Ho” and “Lucretia MacEvil.” (The latter song included the telling lyric, “Hard luck and trouble ’bout to be your claim to fame.”) It wasn’t as strong an album overall, but enjoyable enough, with captivating additional tracks like “Something Coming On” and “He’s a Runner.” To its detriment, the album also included a ghastly cover of The Rolling Stones’ “Sympathy For the Devil” entitled “Symphony For the Devil,” and a lame version of James Taylor’s then-new hit “Fire and Rain.”

Despite how they found themselves victims of character assassination, Blood, Sweat and Tears soldiered on, touring and recording another LP (“BS&T 4”) in 1971, which had two more singles (“Go Down Gamblin'” and “Lisa, Listen To Me,” which barely made the Top 40), but clearly, the bloom was off the rose. To return to the comparison with Chicago, BS&T was on the decline just as Chicago was riding high with multiple singles and high-charting albums.

In early 1972, Clayton-Thomas chose to leave BS&T and return to Canada, citing burnout from touring, dueling egos and disputes over the band’s business affairs. He had also developed a reputation for heavy alcohol and drug use, and belligerent behavior. His first solo effort, titled simply “David Clayton-Thomas,” is a pretty decent LP that should have fared better than its anemic #184 showing on the album charts, but there was apparently little interest in him on his own. A couple more solo LPs did no better, despite some bright moments. He struggled professionally and personally, with several divorces and a lawyer who stole most of his money, he said.

Clayton-Thomas’s solo debut LP (1972)

Within a month of his departure, Columbia released a Greatest Hits collection to recapitulate the Clayton-Thomas-era hits, and it has gone on to sell seven million copies.

Difficulties had arisen inside the group between its pop-rock and jazz factions, and Lipsius and Halligan, probably the two most talented musicians in the lineup, also chose to depart when Clayton-Thomas did. The remaining six added two new brass players and, most notably, a singer named Jerry Fisher, a blues singer from Texas with a sizable regional following. He wanted to sing new material instead of the old Clayton-Thomas songs, and the band agreed they needed a fresh re-start, but audiences obviously wanted to hear the big hits, so a balance was struck between the two. They released the aptly titled “New Blood” LP in 1972, with “So Long Dixie” charting modestly on Top 40 charts. When the group brought in Swedish guitarist Georg Wadenius, Katz decided to take his leave as well.

By 1975, drummer Colomby was the only remaining member from the classic lineup. With Clayton-Thomas’s solo career struggling, Colomby was able to woo him back to the new BS&T fold for the next three LPs, “New City,” “More Than Ever” and “Brand New Day,” but each album did progressively worse on the charts, with no singles in sight. A wholesale change brought an entirely new lineup of musicians (except for Clayton-Thomas) for the 1980 release “Nuclear Blues,” which failed to chart and remains the last LP the group ever released.

From then on, Blood, Sweat and Tears has been a performing band with a revolving door of musicians, some staying several years, some staying a few months. On the band’s Wikipedia page in the “Members” section, an astounding list of more than 150 musicians (including a dozen different lead vocalists) are listed as having been part of the group! If that’s not a record, I can’t imagine what is.

For his part, Clayton-Thomas remained as vocal frontman for 20 years until finally calling its quits in 2004. “I discovered, and they discovered, that Blood, Sweat & Tears wasn’t worth much without me — and I wasn’t worth much without them,” he told The Toronto Star in 2020.

In the wake of Clayton-Thomas’s death last week, Steve Katz said, “David and I had a difficult relationship, but we did have those wonderful years and a lot of great music in common. There were nights when David’s singing was just astounding, and it was great to be on the same stage. I would love to have had the chancer to do it all over as the more tolerant and much wiser men we both turned out to be.”

An older Mr. Clayton-Thomas, in a tan sports jacket and blue button-down shirt, sings into a microphone as he gestures with his left hand.
Clayton-Thomas in 2011

Toronto keyboardist Lou Pomanti, who worked with Clayton-Thomas on and off for several decades, praised the man’s vocal chops. “When you pair those blues roots with that raunchy voice, that flexibility and the agility that he had… When you team it with a fantastic jazz band and the great arrangers that they had, it was like nothing anybody had ever heard.”

R.I.P. to a remarkable vocalist.

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The Spotify playlist I’ve assembled offers two tracks from the first incarnation of BS&T, followed by a comprehensive look at the songs from the band’s heyday with Clayton-Thomas (1969-1971). There’s also a healthy dose of material from Clayton-Thomas’s solo work, which includes several convincing covers of classic R&B and blues from one of his final LPs in 2010.