The War is over.
The Good War.
The Korean War.
That’s enough for any generation to cope with.
Time to settle down.
Go to College or back to the job that’s been waiting for you.
Have a bunch of kids.
Paint the fence.
Mow the lawn.
Wash and polish the car.
Breathe easy and when the dreams come open the window and stare at the Moon.
It’s good to be alive when so many lie dead in foreign ground.
What more could you want?
Well it seems Junior wants something more.
Now, he can’t really put a name to it.
Except it ain’t hearing stories about how grateful he should be.
Grateful he doesn’t have to fight in a war.
Grateful he lives in a land of the free.
Grateful for these fine, fine, times.
He wants a new story to tell.
He doesn’t want, won’t have, can’t have, the story that’s planned out for him.
The one he’s supposed to be so grateful for.
The one where he gets born. Learns to dance (properly).
Strives to be a success. Bows his head to get blessed.
Makes his Mother and Father proud.
Keeps his head down and his nose clean.
Gets a good girl and a good job.
No. No. No. No!
He wants a story. A technicolor story, where he’s at the centre.
He wants Excitement.
He wants Danger.
One day he switches on the radio and Boom!
This is it!
Whether you call it Rock ‘n’ Roll or Rhythm & Blues …
THIS IS IT!
The world will never be the same again.
Elvis. Chuck Berry. Jerry Lee Lewis. Little Richard.
Your head’s just about ready to explode.
You stand out in the yard under the moon.
Under the Moon.
And you shout as loud as you can.
And you dance. You dance. You dance.
You Twist and Shout.
Twist and Shout!
Well, shake it up, baby, now (Shake it up, baby)
Twist and shout (Twist and shout)
C’mon C’mon, C’mon, C’mon, baby, now (Come on baby)
Come on and work it on out (Work it on out)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Well, like The Brothers Isley say – Work it on out! Work it on out!
Now, if that don’t get you going I’m gonna have to send out an SOS for a defibrillator to get your heart started again!
The song was written by Bert Berns and Phil Medley and was originally recorded in early 1961 by The Top Notes for Atlantic Records.
Production was by the 21 year old Phil Spector.
And, he made a right royal mess of it!
So much so that Bert Berns, a very savvy dude indeed, was near apoplectic when he heard what Spector had done to his song; which he knew was a sure fire hit.
With the bit between his teeth Bert got the Isley Brothers into the studio in 1962 and crafted a classic record that has Gospel fervour, Rhythm and Blues drive and Rock ‘n’ Roll shazam.
That’s how you do it Phil!
Of course, Bert brilliant songwriter, arranger and producer that he was, didn’t do this all by himslelf.
First he needed singers with explosive energy who could take his song and wring every last drop of excitement from it.
Singers who could put on a dramatic performance which would demand that the listener put the needle back on the groove the instant it faded out.
Enter Ronald, O’Kelly and Rudolph Isley who were originally from Cincinnati.
With voices blending Gospel, R&B and Doo-Wop and a dynamite stage act The Isleys were bound to attract the attention of someone like Bert Berns who wrote songs crying out for impassioned vocals (think ‘Piece of My Heart’, ‘Cry to Me’ and ‘Under the Boardwalk).
The Isleys already had a million selling single to their name with their own cataclysmic, ‘Shout’ which had set Richter Scale dials aquiver all all over the record buying world.
To set the Earth shaking with Twist and Shout Bert called up King Curtis on Sax, Cornell Dupree and Eric Gale on Guitar, Chuck Rainey on Bass, Gary Chester on Drums and Paul Griffin on Piano.
Those guys knew what they were doing!
The public loved, ‘Twist and Shout’ and it became a substantial hit on both the R&B and Pop Charts.
The Isleys would go on to have a storied career featuring strings of hits and superb albums for the next four decades.
And, Bert, before his untimely death at the age of 38 in 1967, would prove himself one of the very greatest songwriter/producers of the 1960s.
The Jukebox will have much more to say about The Isleys and Bert Berns later!
Across the wide Atlantic Ocean in Liverpool a bunch of leery, leather clad Rock ‘n’ Rollers with ambition and swagger listened to ‘Twist and Shout’ and thought – we could really tear up the place if we can get this one right.
So it was for The Beatles.
‘Twist and Shout’ became a fixture of their live show and walls, drenched in sweat, in Liverpool and Hamburg shook as John, Paul, George and Ringo proved what a fantastic Rock ‘n’ Roll Band they were.
But, driving themselves and a complicit crowd into a Dionysian frenzy at a concert is one thing.
To reproduce that order of feeling in a recording studio is quite another.
Cut to the 11th of February 1963, one of the most significant dates in the history of popular music, popular culture and indeed history.
For that was the date The Beatles recorded their debut LP, ‘Please, Please Me’.
In one day – One Day! Over some 13 hours they recorded 10 songs and launched a career the reverberations of which are still shaking the world to this day.
Twist and Shout was the very last song they cut on that historic Abbey Road session.
And, they knew that.
John’s voice was almost shot and Paul, George and Ringo – despite the rivers of adrenaline that must have coursed through their veins that day – must also have been close to exhaustion.
In such circumstances there is only one thing to do.
Attack! Attack! Attack!
And, that, gloriously is what they did.
Every last ounce of energy went into this performance which still stands as a Rock ‘n’ Roll moment to match anything laid down by their legendary predecessors and inspirations – Elvis, Chuck Berry, Little Richard.
All those thousands of hours of performing in dingy dives were pressed into the service of making ‘Twist and Shout’ a record which came at you with the force of a tidal wave.
John Lennon’s vocal has a crazed commitment that is shocking in its elemental power and his fellow Beatles match him every step of the way.
Every step of the way.
As they packed away their instruments they must have looked around and thought – is this all true?
Did we really do that?
Where are we going now?
I like to think John, voice ravaged, turned to his friends and said:
“Well, well, where are we going now fellas?’
And Paul, George and Ringo would have replied:
‘To the top, Johnny to the very toppermost of the poppermost!’
And, I think we can all agree that’s exactly where they went and that they took us all along for the ride.