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Hot Tuna: Steady As She Goes

Hot Tuna
Steady As She Goes
(Red House)
[Rating: 3 stars]

Strange, the twists and turns that rock legacies take.

Jefferson Airplane, who had the most varied and creative original songs of any of the San Francisco hippie bands, as well as an awe-inspiring arsenal of vocal and instrumental talent, is viewed today as something of a dated guilty pleasure. That probably has a lot to do with the bandโ€™s slow, painful transformation into Starship, purveyors of 1980s Top 40 schlock like โ€œWe Built This City,โ€ but also that โ€“ as history has defined rock โ€“ the powerful clarity of Marty Balinโ€™s and Grace Slickโ€™s vocals seem less โ€œauthenticโ€ than the gravely, grittier kinds of voices that have endured.

On the other hand, Hot Tuna โ€“ a narrowly focused (on blues and folk) side project of (primarily) Airplane guitarist Jorma Kaukonen and bassist Jack Casady โ€“ has achieved something like โ€œelder statesmanโ€ status for its acoustic and electric roots music. Fans view the two as principled and accomplished players, loyal to tradition and a model for future jam bands and Americana explorers, like San Francisco brethren the Grateful Dead. This despite the fact โ€“ or maybe because of it โ€“ that Kaukonenโ€™s monochromatically conversational voice often shows strains and struggles to convey emotion.

Steady As She Goes is Hot Tunaโ€™s first studio album in over 20 years, and it comes after Kaukonen has established himself as one of Americaโ€™s foremost guitar instructors โ€“ his Fur Peace Ranch Guitar Camp near Athens, Ohio, has an international following. This finds the duo, joined by mandolin player Barry and drummer Skoota Warner, reaching for an Americana comeback a la Levon Helm. The album was recorded at Helmsโ€™ Woodstock studio, with Larry Campbell producing (as he did on Kaukonenโ€™s last solo album, River of Time, as well as on Helmโ€™s comeback albums) and lending a hand on all sorts of instruments. The album has an overall electric orientation, although a polite one, with a couple predominately acoustic tunes.

What Hot Tuna has always done best โ€“ recasting traditional music through the lessons-learned wisdom of post-psychedelic-rock stars, in the process giving them life for a new generation โ€“ it continues to do very well here. There is impressively satisfying playing, like on Reverend Gary Davisโ€™ โ€œChildren of Zionโ€ and โ€œMama Let Me Lay It On You.โ€ The album opens with mid-tempo rocker, โ€œAngel of Darkness,โ€ written by Kaukonen and Campbell,โ€ that struggles to shift into overdrive, sounding a little staid until Teresa Williamsโ€™ harmony singing and Kaukonenโ€™s piercing guitar give it a little forcefulness. And on โ€œA Little Faster,โ€ it seems clear Hot Tuna is trying to channel some of the early Jefferson Airplaneโ€™s (โ€œItโ€™s No Secretโ€) drive. A solid song, but it misses a certain oomph.

Kaukonen has also developed a taste for bittersweet folk-pop ballads, for better and worse. โ€œThings That Might Have Been,โ€ a reminiscence of him and his brother, has a appealing melody but also some clichรฉd lyrics (โ€œIn the garden of life/Nothing blooms on its ownโ€). โ€œSecond Chances,โ€ similar in tone, has really lovely acoustic and electric work.

Overall, Hot Tunaโ€™s music on this album is affirming of its better qualities, but doesnโ€™t break new ground. Is it too late for a full-fledged (or as close to it as possible) Airplane reunion? Thereโ€™s a band that needs to reclaim its legacy while it still can.