
Originally Written by
freddyinptown
Fathers have a way of talking about sons. You rarely hear of one turning out better than another. Then pride slipcues the damning details...
1) Prelude Records WAS New York. Brilliant, obnoxious, worldly beyond years, this child excited and worried the most, and would have conquered the world if only he had "Beat the Street."
2) SALSOUL was Saturday's child, certainly Saturday night's, who worked hard for a living and won the world with talent and grace.
3) And, finally, there is the little boy who cannot keep out of his mother's hats and pumps, West End records. My dearest -- and I know I'm not supposed to say -- that will always be my boy, the last-born waif with the most love to give. He's handsome little devil whose looks and wisdom will age well. His gifts have yet to be fully known: "ahead of his time" is the best anyone can seem to say right now. His sins, unlike Prelude's, will be few and quickly forgotten. He will heard, like the prophets, and followed without fail to every dance floor. He will lead men, and how. His son, who died and sits at his side, is Larry Levan. WEST END RECORDS is GOD.
4) Not my chilluns, but....
SAM was the good little boy down street, WEST END's best friend. Came from good folks and charted his own course. Some of his great deeds are scarcely known (Arthur Prysock, "When Love Is New," '77, K.I.D. (Lp), '81, "Begging For More," Monica Neal, '82), while others earned due praise (and big-label marketing, in the case of Gary's Gang). Sam's own kid, Nervous Records, was a chip off the old block, doing right by House music in the 90's in exactly the same way.
EMERGENCY was the thug who beat up my kids. That Shannon record, which outsold almost anything and outcharted everything from the bigger labels' heyday, was the death knell for the niche market artistry they represented. Two great Kano hits don't merit his parole from Death Row.
VANGUARD was a tramp who took off off her folky love beads for one night at the disco. The results were amusing at first (the first Poussez album, and the Frisky record) but generally tacky.
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