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Journey To Tyme - Phil McNamara Wormtown.org

My first impression of the Time Beings some 15 odd years ago was that they were a fun time drunken garage rockin’ surf band that when not falling off the rails of conventional tuning, could reach tremolo twang filled surf rock euphoria. On their new album they keep up the hard charging whammy driven surf that we’re used to and add a psychedelic edge to it. Considering that most of those Time Beings would want to (and could) kick my ass for using the “p” word to describe them, I should probably just choose a different word, but that’s what they sound like. I don’t mean that they sound like Grateful Dead / Byrds hippie psychedelic (then they’d have a good reason for wanting to kick my ass), I mean the Velvet Underground/ Iggy and the Stooges/ MC5 kind of psychedelic (and yes, those last two bands are psychedelic). The album is a down the middle mix of original songs and covers that works out to be just enough of both.

They kick the album off with the melodic dissonance of “Where I Come From.” The music has a psychedelic hum to it. Lead singer Jay Martorano’s voice shimmers like Roger Daltrey’s on early Who records. Preston Wayne’s winding guitar solo is super catchy. Martorano lets out a powerful vocal blast to kick off the title track. Within one song he demonstrates vocals with power, melody, and a huge sense of desperation. The tune shows Wayne and new guitarist Chris Cah (Actually Steve Aquino - Ed.)at the top of their game, ripping out chaotic, all over the place solos with reckless abandon.

They rip out a version of the Kinks’ “Time Will Tell” that dances that line between raw and melodic so well that you won’t be able to resist dancing and singing along. “Time Will Tell” is the song that makes me realize that lead singer Jay Martorano has come into his own. His vocals on this show no hesitation and no drop off. He keeps it up for the entire disc. “Watcha Gonna Do” has a simple bass and drum track on it, but is one of the most danceable tunes on the whole disc. It’s also got background flourishes of what sounds like psychedelic Farfisa keyboards. The Beings cover of “Love’s the Thing” comes off just right. You’ll want to sing along with Martorano as he sings, “Now I know how to dance.”

“Make Up Your Mind” rolls out some catchy danceable surf. Martorano’s vocals roll from Ray Davies’ (from The Kinks) low range to his own gruff style. Their cover of Thursday’s Children “You’ll Never Be My Girl” incorporates liberal blasts of Farfisa keyboard to give the tune that classic mid60s feel. The tune’s also got an all over the place guitar solo from Wayne. The whammy bar heavy solo that Wayne opens “When You Find Out” is one of my favorites on the disc and starts a run of three of the most memorable tunes on the disc. They run the gamut of this danceable rocker, into the angry sounding shout along “I Don’t Wanna Be Left Behind,” into the low toned somber sounding Beatles cover “Don’t Bother Me.”

The disc takes things into the home stretch with bass heavy garage rockin’ “I’m Gone,” Martorano accentuates the song’s title with a loud high pitched wail every time it comes around. They close the disc with a couple of lesser-known rough and heavy cover tunes, or garage land obscurities, as Captain PJ likes to call them. “You Won’t Find Me” is one of the rawest tunes on the disc as Wayne’s guitar clangs up a storm to open it. The finale, “Theme from Exodus” brings the disc in for a smooth landing with its soothing trance like surf. It’s the perfect contrasting way to end a surprisingly energetic album. It’s not just the energy of this that surprises me, it’s the tightness, the diversity, and the overall good feeling that the disc brings. 

 

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It's About...Time
Tracks:

  1. Why Don't You Love Me
  2. Gun Shop
  3. I Think I Know
  4. Strait Shooter
  5. Hangman
  6. Louse House
  7. Future
  8. Got A Feelin'
  9. Chunk of Steel
  10. Big Fat Sow
  11. Ride the Red Dragon
  12. Goin' Away Baby

The Boston Phoenix:
The Time Beings, an overdue debut

Some albums call for thousands of words investigating the meaning of every lyric. Others demand you shut up, grab a beer, and go mental. It’s About…Time , The Time Beings se released debut CD, falls in the latter group. Released almost two decades after the group's formation, the disc is just what you'd expect from a band who wouldn't be embarrassed to admit Keith Richards is their spiritual stepfather.

It's About...Time opens with 'Why Don't You Love Me', a straight-ahead rocker with a singalong chorus that ends up subliminally entrenched in your mind. This "beer fueled rave up" is heavy on guitars and short on philosophy, unless you're convinced that the world's wronged you and revenge is your goal. When Jay Martorano, whose vocals have the same attitude as John Felice's, screams, "I can't take it, I can't take it anymore," on "Gun Shop,' he's singing a song millions of workers on the brink of going postal can relate to. "Got out of bed, it was 6 a.m./jumped in my car back' to work again ... Got into work and I'm punching in a clock/Got to be here but I'd much rather rock."

That's been the law of the land for guitarist Preston Wayne, a member of the final line-up of the legendary '70s Boston garage band DMZ. When that group imploded, Wayne and guitarist J.J. Rassler formed the Odds, with whom he spent much of the '80s before hooking up with the Time Beings, a band who shamelessly recall rock and roll's great moments - and, being from Massachusetts, the Bay State's great club-rock acts. There are touches of the Nervous Eaters on ‘I Think I Know’ and ‘Golden Earrings’ ‘Chunk of Steel,’ and Real Kids-like moments throughout the disc. Like the Flamin' Groovies (who’ve spent a career answering charges of being too retro by responding, 'Nothing can top the Beatles, Stones, and Byrds, so why try?'), the Time Beings are defensive of their rock-and-roll roots. And they should be.

Their take on the Mamas and the Papas' ‘Straight Shooter’ sounds the way the original would have if it had been recorded in Swingin’ London as opposed to sun-drenched California. ‘Got a Feelin’, a second Mamas and Papas tune (some sort of record), features waves-on-the-beach falsetto backing vocals and beautiful dueling guitars. When Wayne and felow guitarist Dave Roemer bond together in a chorus of bliss, they remind us that rock and roll may be an individual's ultimate outlet, but its most elated moments are those shared with others

The instrumental ‘Hangman’ borrows heavily from the Tornadoes and the Ventures, with a fuzz-guitar sound resembling early-'80s London garage-rockers the Milkshakes or the Prisoners. Surprisingly, It’s About ... Time lags during the MC5's ‘Future’, a selection on which you'd expect a guitar-heavy band like these guys to reach their peak. Instead, they trade their normally frantic playing for bow-taking showmanship.

Neither the MC5 nor the Time Beings were intended for jazz fusion, so it's self-penned blitzkrieg numbers like ‘Louse House’, driven by drummer Jim 'Buck' Burbury, that raise the tension level. "The time is right, the time is now, there ain't a lot of time to waste anyhow," they declare on ‘Big Foot Sow’. The fashion police may walk on by, but the Time Beings assure you the party will continue. 'Sometimes I wonder what it's all about, but who really cares, let's scream and shout."

For the Time Beings, it's all about playing and paying tribute to those whose music made life worth living. Like the greatest groups, they remind you why you fell in love with rock and roll in the first place, complete with all of its exhilaration, wildness, individuality, and attitude. So grab a beer, push away the chairs, and go wild. It's about time.

- Brian Goslow


Worcester Telegram & Gazette

OK, so The Ramones decided to call it quits. Fear not intrepid punks, Worcester's The Time Beings is supplying what you need - rough and tumble primal rock 'n roll - on the band's debut CD.

The project is aptly called "It's About ... Time," and marks the quartet's first full-length recording in a career that stretches back to the late '70s.

"It's About ... Time" is one of three discs featuring local bands that celebrate rock's black-leather-jacket contingent. Rick Blaze and The Ballbusters just put out a self-titled and self-produced disc, and a French-made tribute to Iggy Pop called "I Wanna Be a Stooges"' features such hometown heroes as the Surreal McCoys, Ladd Foundation and Blind Pineapple Phillips.

These days, The Time Beings are bass player Jay Martorano, guitarists Preston Wayne and Dave Roemer, and drummer Jim "Buck" Burbury. The disc includes some of the band's older material, such as "Why Don't You Love Me," and even features some surprising covers. There are not one, but two, tunes here originally done by The Mamas and The Papas: "Straight Shooter" and "Got a Feelin'. " In the hands of The Time Beings, the rich vocal harmonies are replaced by speed-demon guitar duels.

Among the band's originals, the edgy "Gun Shop," and the instrumental "Hangman" rise to the top. Overall, the 12-song disc (which includes an unlisted "hidden" song) is solid from start to fmsh. The singing and playing bear more grit than any younger punk outfit could muster, proving there is an art to playing rough.

-Scott McLennan

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