Scott 3 [IMPORT] [ORIGINAL RECORDING REMASTERED]

Scott Walker

Product Details

• Audio CD (December 5, 2005)
• Original Release Date: 1969
• Number of Discs: 1
• Format: Import, Original recording remastered
• Label: Mercury
• ASIN: B000025M5J
• Also Available in: Audio CD  |  Vinyl  |  MP3 Download
• Average Customer Review: 5.0 out of 5 stars See all reviews (11 customer reviews)
• Amazon.com Sales Rank: #16,904 in Music (See Bestsellers in Music)

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Product Description
24 bit digitally remastered edition with restored original sleeve. 2000. Fontana. Standard jewel case.

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21 of 21 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars Love It Or Loathe It, A Sound Like No Other, September 4, 2002

By	Thomas Horan (Chapel Hill, NC) - See all my reviews (REAL NAME)

Scott Walker has one of the most compelling, unforgettable baritone voices in popular music. Marc Almond put it best when he said that Scott could sing three blind mice and make it seem like the only song in the world and, as David J added, it would also seem like the saddest song in the world. Though it's one of my personal favorites, the lush orchestral music on this album will not appeal to everyone. It's a style largely derived from cabaret performers like Tom Jones and Engelbert Humperdinck and the production mimics Phil Spector's classic "wall of sound" minus the horns and background singers. That said, the lyrics tell the strangely fascinating stories of vagrants, transsexuals, mercenaries and other marginalized figures. In recent years, Scott's words and music have become far more abstract. But here his narratives, with a few exceptions, make the Velvet Underground seem tame.

11 of 11 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars The "bottomless baritone", April 30, 2005

By	J. N. Marks (Near. . . Manicougan) - See all my reviews (REAL NAME)

I don't think mainstream post-1950's pop music has found a better crooner than Scott Walker. His voice seems to be capable of moving high and hanging low and losing neither its resonance nor its pathos. This is in evidence on this album in particular. I am not sure this material could have been covered effectively by anyone other than this oddly melodramatic voice that takes itself so seriously yet comes across with few (if any) pretensions. Is that even possible, really? The large orchestral arrangements coupled with the social commentaries seem perfectly executed and never drip with the irrelevance so much mainstream over-the-top pop seems afflicted with lately. This album is a highly serious affair and what is so wonderful is there is nothing tongue-in-cheek about it. Walker appears to care deeply about what he is saying and you feel as you listen (I did at least) that this music matters. Can't music be important and not simply because it is entertaining?

If you enjoy Tony Bennett and Frank Sinatra and Leonard Cohen and Judy Collins, this may just be the perfect synthesis for you. Walker's voice can run the gamut from rock to pop to folk to easy listening but he's never trapped in any one genre and neither, for that matter, are his songs.

Five stars. Pop music does not get any better than this.

8 of 9 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars No Afterthoughts, July 14, 2004

By	Joshua Shen (Alhambra, CA United States) - See all my reviews

There are afterthoughts in our life, nostalgic ruminations that keep us suspended in precious times. These moments never really existed in reality, yet our senses recall them vividly because they're the imagery of holiday specials, of merry cheers and happy hopes. Yet, although the sounds are achingly lovely, the juxtoposition with Walker's lyrics on the downcast, downtrodden, the vice and vain creates a sophisticated (if too ironic) layer of complexity.

The opening track 'It's Raining Today' speaks volumes about the feeling of afterthoughts, painting a delicate portrait to a trite theme. The closing chorus in 'Copenhagen' is simply the most luscious example of melancholy ever recorded.