I have never been so mystified by an Amazon review as I am by the guy who calls this magnificent album `a turkey`. One or two of the original Little Feat`s later offerings may show a slight falling off, but Sailin` Shoes is a masterpiece - as, to my mind, are their eponymous debut and their 4th album, Feats Don`t Fail Me Now, classics both.
This loosely sumptuous collection of varied, often surprisingly thoughtful, even melancholic, songs is up there with such jewels of the genre as `The Band`, Free`s first two LPs, and the Stones` Sticky Fingers. In different ways, they have a lot in common with all three of those bands. The late, truly great Lowell George had a slightly Jaggerish voice, if more authentically soulful-bluesy, they echoed Free`s spareness and awareness of dynamics, and like The Band they wrote terrific songs with idiosyncratic lyrics.
And they could all play their socks off.
The Feat can be sleazy, sexy, soulful, bluesy, insinuating, funky as hell, exciting as anything, mad as a bag of snakes, surprising - but rarely predictable, bland, or less than an adornment to any record collection.
I wept sad, angry tears when the unique Lowell G died in `79. I loved the man. Far too young...
Their fans included Dylan, The Stones, Bonnie Raitt, Jackson Browne, Page, Plant - and me. Lowell, often with other Feat members, played backup for just about everybody - except me.
They were a magisterially fine band and this is Little Feat at their all too brief peak. Perhaps their one perfect album.
Turkey, my arse.