The day Steve Miller rhymed
“abracadabra” with “reach out and grab ya”
At NASA Steve Miller was called the Space Cowboy – the
nemesis of the warlike Martian High Council; quick on the draw with an experimental
ray gun; an expert wrangler of satellites, using the Apollo rocket’s robotic
lasso.
Back on planet earth, in shadowy underworld circles, he was known
as the Gangster of Love - a throwback to the romance prohibition era of the
1950s and early 1960s, when he earned a living running boxes of contraband Valentines
Day cards between New York and Atlantic City for the Clintoni Family.
Some people called him Maurice - a name traditionally given
to an elite of cabal of men and women who speak of the pompitous of love. In
1987 I was taken by my grandfather to The Royal Society, where Miller lectured
on this subject for six hours without pausing for a break. He concluded his
speech with a demonstration of how small objects can be made to levitate in a
tank of the densely gaseous compound Sulphur Hexafluoride. I forget his point,
but remember that it was eloquently made.
Despite his many accomplishments, Miller, ever the renaissance
man, yearned to create something less abstract and far grander in scale. He
laid out his ambitions in 1977, in an interview with the music journalist Charles
Shaar Murray:
“I want to write a song capable of inspiring awe, something comparable
in scale and grandeur to the pyramids of
Egypt or Stonehenge. I want people to say: ‘Wow! How the hell did he make that?’”
In 1981, Miller’s plans were to come to fruition in a song called
Abracadabra. The chorus incorporated
one of the most ambitious rhymes ever conceived, offsetting the five-syllable title
against the five word sentence “reach out and grab ya.”
Miller would have been only too aware of the dangers of
creating such a behemoth. It was well known that a song’s instability increases
exponentially with the complexity of its rhyming structure. As the connections between
the lines of verse become more laboured, the stresses exerted on the
composition as a whole leave it in danger of collapse.
Many of the more literary-minded rock and pop groups of the 1960s
had attempted rhymes of three or four syllables,
often with disastrous consequences as their lyrics caved-in under the weight of
their own contrivance. Accidents of this
type were so common in San Francisco that the city employed a specialist unit
to rescue bands who had foolishly attempted to rhyme ‘Grand Canyon’ with ‘D’artagnan’
and had subsequently become buried in the rubble of their own psychedelic
whimsy.
Producer Gary Mallaber was among the first to be informed of
Miller’s audacious plans for a five syllable rhyme:
“Steve handed me a set of lyrics for a new song he had written
called Abracadabra. So I sit down and
I read the first verse: ‘I heat up, I
can’t cool down...’ Okay looking good so far. Then I get to the chorus and I’m like ‘Woah! Hold on! A five-on-five rhyme!
This is crazy! It can’t be done!”
Undeterred, Miller engaged the services of the architect, Maxwell
Herne. Previously he had worked on a building in downtown Toronto called ‘The Waffle
Stack.’
“During the construction of the Waffle Stack everybody said that
the building was going to fall over, but it didn’t. I knew there and then that
he was the man for the job,” recalls Miller.
Herne immediately spotted problems with the original design
for Abracadabra.
“The challenge was to rhyme a five-syllable word against a sentence
of five individual syllables. The problem is that ‘abracadabra’ rolls off
tongue faster than ‘reach out and grab ya.’ It takes less time to say, so immediately
you have a structural imbalance that’s probably going to wipe out you, your
entire band and the first three rows of the audience if you play it.”
Herne’s elegant solution was to preface “Abracadabra” with “Abra,
Abra.”
“The idea was to create a kind of brace that would bear the
weight of the counter-sentence,” he reminisced, 17 years later, at a gala
dinner held in his honour.
To support the massive forces that were to be exerted on the
chorus, Miller, Mallaber and Herne designed a 60 foot tall, asymmetrically-buttressed
archway. Because of its size, the group would have no choice other than to
perform the song directly underneath it, knowing that there would be little hope for their survival if it collapsed.
When it came to sourcing appropriate materials for the
archway the trio shunned the usual aluminium and lightweight plastics that were
commonly used as in pop songs of this era.
“We needed a material that was strong, yet light...” says
Mallaber.
“...The Proto Metal and Prog Rock bands of the time were
using exotic elements forged in the hearts of stars but these turned out to be
too heavy. In the end we went a different way. Working in conjunction with
scientists at MIT we developed a new alloy called Mitlerium that fulfilled our
requirements.”
With the archway completed the band prepared to test the
song:
“The day we played Abracadabra
for the first time was insane...”
recalls Miller.
“...As a precaution the area around Capitol studios in Hollywood
was evacuated. There were three ambulances, a fire engine and a military
gunship, all on standby in case anything went wrong. Everybody on the sound stage
kept nervously glancing up at the archway. We expected it to collapse at any
moment.”
Maxwell Herne watched the performance from the sidelines:
“I was amazed at how well the structure held. I had a panel
of instruments in front of me measuring the stress levels. In the end it didn’t
so much as creak.”
“Years later I was discussing
Abracadabra with an exec for Warner Records...”
says Gary Mallaber.
“...He said that there was something magical about the way the song held together. Let me tell you there was nothing magic about it. It was all down
to a solid grasp of architectural engineering and the behaviour of metallic
lattices when subjected to controlled structural loads. Most modern bands aren’t
prepared to learn these basic skill-sets any more and I think contemporary pop music
has suffered as a result.”
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