The Last Waltz The Band

• 1Theme From The Last Waltz (With Orchestra)03:50
• 2Up On Cripple Creek05:28
• 3The Shape I'm in04:06
• 4It Makes No Difference06:52
• 5Who Do You Love05:01
• 6Life Is A Carnival04:22
• 7Such A Night04:46
• 8Down South In New Orleans03:11
• 9Mystery Train05:06
• 10Mannish Boy07:14
• 11Stagefright04:25
• 12Further On Up The Road05:44
• 13Ophelia03:50
• 14Helpless05:54
• 15Coyote05:47
• 16Dry Your Eyes04:06
• 17Tura Lura Lural04:14
• 18Caravan05:54
• 19The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down04:44
• 20Baby Let Me Follow You Down02:45
• 21I Don't Believe You03:36
• 22Forever Young05:51
• 23Baby Let Me Follow You Down (Reprise)03:03
• 24I Shall Be Released04:34
• 25The Well03:33
• 26Evangeline03:13
• 27Out Of The Blue03:22
• 28The Weight04:37
• 29The Last Waltz Refrain01:33
• 30Theme From The Last Waltz03:26
• Total Runtime02:14:07

Info for The Last Waltz

The remastered 30-song track listing from the 1978 triple-LP set, remixed by Robbie Robertson and remastered for stunning clarity! One of the most awe-inspiring concerts ever: Up on Cripple Creek; The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down; Mystery Train with Paul Butterfield; Such a Night with Dr. John; Mannish Boy with Muddy Waters, plus Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton, Neil Young, Joni Mitchell, Van Morrison rapturous to relive!

Almost two years ago, the Band called it quits. They also called in a cast of friends and movie director Martin Scorsese to film a farewell concert. On hand were Ronnie Hawkins, Neil Young, Joni Mitchell, Neil Diamond, Dr. John, Paul Butterfield, Muddy Waters, Eric Clapton, Bobby Charles, Van Morrison and Bob Dylan, among others. The Band went out the same way they had come in: with ambition and style. And now, anyone who missed the concert on Thanksgiving Day 1976 can not only see the movie but own the album, a deluxe, slipcased three-record affair.

The Band's best work promises to outlive its era. At the end of a decade that had seen rock explode into the rococo enthusiasms of psychedelia, the Band rehabilitated basics and championed values like economy, simplicity and conviction. Their second LP, The Band (1969), was the right record at the right time. Looking back to earlier forms of blues, soul and country, and forward to the polished intimacy of the singer/songwriters of the early Seventies, the album accomplished that rarest of feats for a piece of popular art: by conscientiously defining a moment in time, it enabled its audience to articulate a new range of feelings.

I can still remember a summer night in 1970, when the Band played outdoors before an enthusiastic crowd in Cambridge. Every person there seemed to know every song in the Band's book. It was the last time I felt a part of a tranquil community of rock listeners — a tranquility all the more remarkable in a concert held shortly after the invasion of Cambodia and the murders at Kent State.

But other aspects of the concert were troubling. For a group that ostensibly embodied the virtue of rough-hewn integrity, the Band displayed an awesome slickness that evening: even the raw edges seemed planned. These bar-band auteurs were only too ready to embalm their own best work beneath a veneer of professionalism, as if to exhibit it behind a glass case in some museum. Their Rock of Ages could sound pretty stolid.

In the Seventies, the Band added little to their 'classic' repertoire. Recording only fitfully, they released five studio LPs and one live set. They also undertook a highly publicized tour with Bob Dylan. Altogether, that doesn't add up to much in terms of quantity. In terms of quality, it's arguable that such American bands as Steely Dan and even Little Feat have done more work of substance in this decade. Rarely has a group gone so far with so little.

So why the legend? Partially, no doubt, because of the longstanding Dylan connection. And, of course, the Band did seize the moment, once.

In a sense, The Last Waltz is a somewhat self-serving elegy to that moment and its passing. As an album, it attempts to do for rock in the Sixties generally and the Band specifically what The Band did for the American ethos: to fix a place for the past by showing its importance to the present. Perhaps the Sixties are still too near, but the effects of The Last Waltz are not always gratifying. Like scrupulous caretakers making merry at a wake, the Band brings on the best of the survivors — an impressive cast of stars not unlike the Hollywood has-beens who often take cameo roles in airport disaster films.

There is little here that demands a second hearing. Most of it we have heard before, done better. On this score, some of the guests are at fault: Dr. John and Neil Diamond turn in mediocre performances, Muddy Waters sounds muddy and Eric Clapton stumbles through 'Further on Up the Road.' But the Band isn't entirely blameless. In their role as accompanists, they lumber through what should be limber, making heavy weather of Joni Mitchell's 'Coyote' and Van Morrison's 'Caravan.' They provide lumpy harmonies for Neil Young's 'Helpless.' Throughout, there is an earnest and turgid air about the proceedings — and that air, one fears, may just be the Band's special signature.

Still, several of the finest tracks belong to the Band. 'It Makes No Difference,' with a new horn arrangement by Howard Johnson, stands out among the ballads and is a distinct improvement over the rather passionless version on Northern Lights — Southern Cross. 'Ophelia,' as well as old chestnuts like 'Up on Cripple Creek,' exhibits an attractive authority. And Levon Helm and Paul Butterfield have fun with 'Mystery Train.'

The sixth side of The Last Waltz is devoted to a new studio work, Robbie Robertson's 'The Last Waltz Suite.' It opens with a fanfare for horns that belongs on the Johnny Carson Show and closes with an orchestrated instrumental that could pass for the 'Third Man Theme.' In between is a pastiche of echoed synthesizers and rural echoes. Emmylou Harris is enlisted for a taste of country, while the Staples add a dollop of soul. On 'Out of the Blue,' Robertson proves himself a wobbly singer, but the worst is yet to come: a remake of 'The Weight,' taken at a jaunty clip and drained of the brooding presence that possessed the original version. This time out, even an emblematic chorus by Mavis Staples doesn't really help.

Which leaves the performance of Bob Dylan, who, apart from the Band, is the one artist who dominates this record. Can there be any doubt that the Band's best playing has come behind Dylan? On the bootleg LP of Dylan's 1966 British tour, Robbie Robertson solos like a man pressed to his limits; there is nothing quite like it on any of the Band's albums. Perhaps Dylan's volubility cuts against the stylistic conventions the Band refined to the point of stodginess; perhaps Dylan is simply a galvanic artist. Whatever the reasons, Bob Dylan makes the Band come alive, if only because Dylan himself is so unpredictable (even in the mundane sense of changing chords impulsively, thus forcing his accompanists to save a song rather than merely play it).

On The Last Waltz, Dylan resurrects a couple of songs from the 1966 tour, 'Baby Let Me Follow You Down' and 'I Don't Believe You (She Acts like We Never Have Met).' Both are sung in the kind of talk-song the singer used on Hard Rain, and the Band's playing is full-blooded, eloquent and forceful. In its hoarse fierceness, 'I Don't Believe You' even evokes the spooky intensity of Dylan's voice in 1966. But the most surprising performance comes on 'Forever Young,' the flaky lyric first heard on Planet Waves. Wielding words like a careless man with a knife, Dylan infuses the song with an acid irrelevance, while Robertson responds in kind with two sputtering, choked solos. This version of 'Forever Young' could almost pass for an ironic commentary on the whole concert. It would not, however, end matters on a suitably edifying note. For that, we need Bob Dylan to close with 'I Shall Be Released,' on which Ronnie Wood and Ringo Starr join the Band and friends for a choral sing-along.

Of all the coffee-table albums to date, The Last Waltz is in many respects the most impressive. The production and pacing are crisp, the performances generally competent, if rarely much more. Yet, like Woodstock and The Concert for Bangla Desh, the Band's farewell seems destined merely to quench a momentary craving for nostalgia, only to be stuffed away on a shelf, unlistened to and forgotten. A classic recording of a classic pseudoevent, The Last Waltz poses as a document of rock history in the making. But no new standards are set, few old standards are met, and future challenges are never raised. What we have here is a glittering but empty rite of passage. (Jim Miller, Rolling Stone)

Robbie Robertson, guitar & vocals
Rick Danko, bass & vocals
Levon Helm, drums & vocals
Garth Hudson, keyboards
Richard Manuel, piano
Performer:
Bob Dylan
Dr. John
Emmylou Harris
Eric Clapton
Joni Mitchell
Muddy Waters
Neil Diamond
Neil Young
Paul Butterfield
Ringo Starr
Ron Wood
Ronnie Hawkins
The Staples
Van Morrison
Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Michael McClure

Producer by Robbie Robertson
Executive Producer: Jonathan Taplin
Recorded Live at the Winterland Arena, San Francisco, California, November 26, 1976.

Digitally remastered.

THE LAST WALTZ is the document of the Band's 1976 farewell performance, filmed as a documentary by Martin Scorsese, capturing the all-star concert for posterity. Sort of a rock version of "This Is Your Life," THE LAST WALTZ brought together performers from all phases of the group's career, giving them a chance to pay tribute and jam with the Band one last time. Many of the group's classics are reprised, but there are some notable standouts. Legendary Canadian rocker Ronnie Hawkins, who the Band backed in their early days as The Hawks, offers "Who Do You Love." After their tenure with Hawkins, the group went on to accompany Bob Dylan on some of his earliest electric sessions. Dylan returns the favor by performing a strong folk-blues medley beginning and ending with a fiery, rocking version of "Baby Let Me Follow You Down." Muddy Waters gives a lesson in the blues on "Mannish Boy," with the late great Paul Butterfield on harmonica. Eric Clapton offers his own polished version of the blues with a blistering "Further On Up The Road." Emmylou Harris, a highlight in any setting, duets on the gentle waltz "Evangeline." Dr. John's accurate and rousing "Such A Night" brings a bit of Mardi Gras to the proceedings. Joni Mitchell provides another pleasant change of pace, introducing her jazz-inflected sound with "Coyote," and joining in on soulful soaring harmonies with Neil Young on his classic "Helpless." Even Neil Diamond joins in on the fun, on a song he co-wrote with Robbie Robertson (who produced Diamond's BEAUTIFUL NOISE). Although not the last track on the disc, the Dylan-led all-star rendition of the Band/Dylan classic "I Shall Be Released" is the emotional climax of one of the most important performances in contemporary music.

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