JESSI COLTER: The Biographical Essentials (PART ONE)

The woman who would become known to the world of pop, country, rock, and American roots music as "Jessi Colter" entered the world on May 25, 1947 (or 1943, according to sources we dismiss due to Jessi's seemingly eternal youth and sexiness) as Mirriam Johnson, the sixth child of seven children born to Helen Johnson of the Mesa, Arizona "neck of the world". Mama Helen (a formidable, hard-working woman of European ancestry) was not only a full-time homemaker for her delightful brood, but an ordained evangelical/Pentecostal minister and feisty preacher with her own church and congregation. Papa Johnson was a one-time racing-car builder, inventor, and entrepreneur who, with his lovely wife, owned copper and turquoise mines sequestered near a lodge-style family camp near the Gila River, deep in the Arizona desert. Remember these things as we outline our story of Jessi Colter's unique beginnings: faith; family; fast cars; and the kinds of wide-open, mystically lonesome Western desert spaces that can often be the domain of genuinely maverick American "outlaw" personalities.

That inimitable, pioneering Western lifestyle formed the foundation of a loving family guided by the strong hand of Mother Helen's unshakable faith. These were key factors in the development of Jessi Colter's character. Throughout her adult life, Jessi has been known as a woman of class, sass, grace, independence, and a sizzling sense of humor as wry and dry as the desert sands from which she seemingly sprung. She is a woman of the American "West" and, though fame has enabled her to travel the world and light-up everything from concert stadiums and record company offices to glitzy Nashville, New York, and LA soirees, her identity will always be authentically linked to the gorgeous-but-arid land of her birth, and to the faith that permeated her stark and very "deep in the West" Arizona upbringing. It has always amazed me that some folks think that the only people who dwell in "the country" are to be found in the South. Sorry, honey -- that is Establishment Nashville smoke & mirrors, along with a lot of other twisted territorial foolishness. Authentic rural music is defined by whatever off-the-beaten path, outside-the-big city, hardscrabble outskirt and otherwise backwater American region can be found. Nashville is about as "country" as Times Square. Yet it has been the mecca for giddy artists who craved acceptance and who were subsequently eaten-up and spit-out. This, good friends, is why the term "outlaw" was even applied to country & western music to begin-with. Listen and learn from the likes of Waylon Jennings and his posse. Even so, every outlaw worth his or her salt tends to take a circuitous route on the journey to "find themselves" and gorgeous Jessi Colter was no exception.

There can be little doubt that children in large families often find wonderfully strategic ways to make themselves heard and to demonstrate their usefulness. Kids are resilient in this regard and the creative child can employ particularly effective methods in order to secure the attention and love that all normal children need and desire. Little Mirriam Johnson proved herself quite useful indeed; Mama Helen's church congregation needed a piano player and, when Mirriam demonstrated a swift talent for tickling the ivories soon after lessons commenced at age seven, a prodigy was just around the proverbial corner. Within four years, the scene must have looked portentous, like something out of a rollicking (but evangelistic) rock & roll bio-flick: Helen preaching God's love and the holy words of Scripture to her tongue-speaking flock, churning them into a crescendo of hallelujahs and prophetic exaltation, while, at the nearby upright piano, 11 year-old Mirriam was just beginning to strike the first, authoritative notes of a Gospel nugget like His Eye is On the Sparrow. The kid could play, and, with the help of God and the spirit-filled orchestration of Mama Helen, that church swooned and swayed with the searing brand of intense "soul" that has been the bedrock and constant wellspring of some of the greatest American musical artists of our time. Mirriam Johnson had soul -- and she came by it the real way ... hard work, innate talent, and instilled inspiration. No one had to "attach it to her" years later in some industry boardroom at the Capitol Records Tower in Hollywood.

An eleven year-old girl striking the keys and filling a room, filling hearts with the wonderfully aching chords and melodies of soul-stunning Gospel music -- Gospel music up at the sharp end. That was only the beginning, folks, but what a beginning it was!

(STAY TUNED FOR PART TWO)

Before We Go Any Further: KEN MANSFIELD IS GETTIN' HIS DUE!

The Jessi Colter biography that I am crafting is going to be the sort of bio that she herself would hopefully deem worthy. There are so many awful and ill-researched, cobbled-together treatments of her life and career out there (Wikipedia's being the worst) that the time has come for a more extensive and accurate account. In any event, my stab at it will be far better than it would be if there were still three dozen record-company potentates hovering around her. Imagine the days when swarthy, cigarette-puffing, executive industry trolls were gathered in a dreary conference room, trying to figure-out Jessi's music:

"Is she pop? Is she country? She sure looks good. How should we market her?"

At least they knew she was good enough to make them buckets of money. That being said, I am convinced to this day that Capitol did not have a clue in terms of properly marketing the amazing Jessi for the longterm, and they made a lot of mistakes, but we'll explore that issue later, and in considerable detail.

You all may wish to hear that Waylon was the stalwart and "dedicated producer" from the proverbial get-go when Jessi hit it very, very, very big in 1975, but that may be just a little bit inaccurate. Waylon was a fabulous artist of (ahem!) some ambition and verve, on his own, but there are indications that he was not necessarily as overjoyed as one might think when wifey's songs exhibited a potential chance to upstage him. After all, "Jessi" had been a faithful wife, companion, and struggling artist for years. Artists, by nature, can often be competitive. It should not surprise us that Jessi's capacity to gain fame, hit songs, and albums of her own presented Waylon with a challenging new dynamic; it would be an interesting mountain-to-climb for any couple.

The scenario was not one of unabashed jealousy, in any event. There were "issues", indeed, but at the end of the day, Waylon wanted Jessi to fly, and Jessi lived her life to make sure that Waylon "flew". Suffice it to say that, when Waylon heard four of Jessi's original songs all gussied-up for the Capitol bosses, he knew his gal was going to be a star and had to take a big gulp for various and understandable reasons.

Amid all of this, Ken Mansfield was the one who secured those four initial demos for his Hometown unit, and he worked the boards and ruled the studio roost. Namely, he produced.

Ken is as much a gift to humanity these days, in terms of spiritual strength and direction, as he was to making a classic Jessi Colter album (or three) back in the mid-1970s -- albums that would survive the test of time. Ken Mansfield remains a legend, in our purview ... and we will be exploring all of the reasons WHY.

For purposes of temporary summation, however, Ken was (and remains) a charming and gifted man who managed the Beatles and possessed a talent for making "surrounding talent" erupt. Ken had Nashville by the cojones in the mid 1970s, and one of his greatest achievements was producing Jessi, and her 1975 I'm Jessi Colter album, which probably no one expected to do anywhere near as well as it did, but which ended-up spending about a year on charts around the world, and made even sardonic Waylon sit up and take notes. How could that album have been so good? Moreover, how could the 1976 follow-up (Jessi) have been even better?

There are many questions that Ken may answer, and we might get to that point, hopefully, but for the time being we honor Ken, his brilliance, and the superb, well-written books he has written about his incomparable journey thus far. Trust me: many stars "of yore" want to spill their memories and do have not a clue when it comes to delineating their life histories within the context of their own brains. Ken, however, is a strikingly talented writer and his books stand out as exquisite documents. He is currently a beloved and successful pastor (and we love our pastors) but he has tantalizing insights regarding some of the most crucial aspects of Jessi's career history, more than anyone now living, I think, and we revere him de facto for his excellence. Believe me -- every song he produced for Jessi will be parsed and analyzed on this blog.

Buy Ken's books here and here and here ...

If it sounds like I may indeed be angling for a Jessi-specific interview with Ken, I am. His history with Colter will hopefully be lavished upon readers as if delivered via flying red carpet, but the crucial thing is that observers understand that all three of Ken's books are better than they perhaps deserve to be; I cannot overemphasize the fact that Mr. Mansfiled is a compelling writer. The superior quality of his accounts should not surprise us, given that Ken is a man who has always apparently made it a point to work with the best.

We shall delve further into the unique contribution of Ken Mansfield regarding Jessi Colter's musical legacy, and he has indeed documented some very intriguing things -- including what Waylon did and did not want for his wife's career trajectory, at least at the outset. Stay tuned, good friends, and once again: buy Ken's outstanding trilogy of books by clicking on the links above. You will be astonished by the scope of this man's incredible journey as a professional and as an individual seeking answers on the vast horizon of life.

JESSI COLTER BIO (UNAUTHORIZED, UNOFFICIAL & THE BEST ONE YOU'LL READ TIL SHE WRITES ONE HERSELF)

Jessi Colter.

Depending upon the year in which you were born, what type of music you like (or the type of music your parents like/liked ... God Rest Their Souls, if they are in the "liked" category), or your basic knowledge of the history of various late 20th-century "alternative pop" musical movements, the name of Jessi Colter might be familiar to you. If it is not, it ought to be, and that is just one of the purposes of this forthcoming biography.

Jessi Colter was a truly major American recording artist for perhaps a six year span, at best, beginning in 1975. She attained a brief but unquestionable "superstar" status that is both enigmatic and tantalizing specifically because of an almost detectable decision, on her part, to walk away from a glaring limelight that she did not enjoy, a stardom she did not desire, and an industry that -- amost appallingly -- did not fight to understand and nurture her exceptional artistry ... even as she was making millions of dollars for that industry.

In her 45-year career thus far, Jessi Colter has released only nine solo studio albums*. Never the less and quite significantly, four or maybe five of those nine albums can be legitimately described as "classic" American recordings of superior caliber (I'm Jessi Colter, Jessi, Mirriam, Out of the Ashes, and a bit less likely ... Diamond in the Rough). Time-capsule worthy material. Most artists are lucky if they can produce just one 4-to-5-star original effort! Jessi, as mentioned, has at least four or five in the bag -- six, when you count the "Outlaws" album", and she isn't finished by any means. Keep in mind that her 2006 release 'Out of the Ashes' generated critical raves to rival the best of her 70's heyday.

Jessi Colter was indeed a crucial presence on that collaborative album that made undeniable history as a landmark boot-squashing statement of artistic independence. On the Wanted: The Outlaws album, Jessi Colter helped her fellow mavericks explode and then redefine the parameters of a claustrophobic, insular, often hypocritical musical genre ... a genre that claimed to include all of the wide-open, far-flung musical "contributions" of the American continent, but which was ironically tied, bound, and gagged to one city and to its interests: Nashville. As both a groundbreaking "crossover" and "outlaw" artist, Jessi Colter paved a big way for artists creating "sounds" outside the status quo, and American country music has since flourished when it has ventured into this territory (while remaining original). Colter paved the way for a veritable red-carpet of successful artists, precisely because Jessi Colter was so big doing the thing she was doing. There is documentation behind this, as if it were not evident enough to the Good Soul that looks back and wonders what made those great days of American Music actually tick.

Jessi Colter helped change the face of a genre, for the better. And her music remains true -- resurgent, revitalized, beguilingly ahead-of-its-time, perhaps more relevant than ever. Moreover, she is still creating, supposedly.

Jessi Colter is, of course, today best-known as the faithful wife and singing sidekick of uber-character/troubador Waylon Jennings. Though this is indeed an accurate appraisal of her career "status", it is also very much incomplete in terms of portraiture. Jessi Colter was, in fact, the bigger seller, more prolific songwriter, and brighter national/international "star" than her towering husband for a little while.

The great thing about Jessi Colter's career was that she burst bright and brilliantly, sometimes almost in spite of her glorious husband's "issues" and then she retreated from the very industry that sought to pigeon-hole them both ... in order to dedicate herself to her beloved husband (and, indeed, to the elaborate solving of his issues). But there is much more to be told than that.

We are indeed about to tell the Jessi Colter Story. Stay tuned.

*Jessi's 1990s kids' album will be discussed separately

Lame Liner-Notes Notwithstanding, 3-Album Jessi Colter Release is a MUST-HAVE!

I received the much-anticipated, remastered, reissued 3-album Jessi Colter set from Amazon a few days ago and can report that the project is absolutely gorgeous from start to finish ... with one horrific exception. More about that in a minute. As indicated in prior entries, there has been a relative flurry of Jessi Colter classic 1970s album reissues on CD, beginning with the two-fer by Raven Records (I'm Jessi Colter + Diamond in the Rough + 3 tunes from That's the Way a Cowboy Rocks and Rolls) and now by BGO Reissues (I'm Jessi Colter + Jessi + Diamond in the Rough). The former set, which offered 23 songs and the entirety of Jessi's uber-classic Capitol debut disc, is the less attractive of the two offerings, all things being considered. The latter is superior because it is includes Jessi's first three superb Capitol albums in toto (on two compact discs), in chronological order, more lavishly packaged than the Raven product, and notably "remastered from the original tapes"; the Raven product's packaging does not make this claim).

More than anything else, the BGO product gives us the crucial sequence of Jessi Colter songs exactly as they were released to her fans from Spring 1975 to July 1976, with pristine, digitally remastered audio quality, lots of sexy Jessi-photos and a nice slip-case. The photos are all derived from the three original album covers and sleeves, each obviously rendered in their stand-alone photographic glory, i.e. you get the clean photos of Jessi without the album credits superimposed. The cover (seen above) features Jessi famously attaching bling from the back cover-shot of I'm Jessi Colter. The insert-booklet features shots from both the I'm Jessi Colter album front-cover and the Jessi album sleeve -- the gorgeous sepia head-shot of smiling Jessi-in-profile and the Jim Moffit "parchment" artwork listing all of the songs from Jessi and each song's musical motif ('Without You' = Trouble, 'Hand That Rocks the Cradle' = Maturity, etc.). The jewel case's tray-card preserves the wonderful Jim Moffitt painting of Jessi in-the-woodlands that graced the back cover of Jessi, only without the album credits in the mix. I always loved that painting and thought it captured the almost mystical ambiance of an album I still consider to be Jessi's artistic masterpiece (though just by-a-hair ... after Out of the Ashes and Mirriam).

The liner notes provided with the BGO collection are, unfortunately, an abomination. For a three-album reissue of this significance, the folks at BGO might have paid their staff writer to do a little more than pull inaccurate information from the web in such a clearly disinterested, disoriented manner. The guy possibly didn't give much of a rip, stating a few dry statistical facts about Jessi's career and then meandering down every possible tangent by following Wiki-links about other artists. For example, in "writing" about Jessi's early days as a songwriter alongside Duane Eddy, our intrepid investigator notes that Dottie West recorded one of Jessi's songs in 1965. He then apparently googled Dottie West and started giving us a completely unnecessary run-down of Dottie's recording career. Huh? This sort of extended "walkabout" occurs with almost every mentionable individual connected with Jessi's records (session players, producers, coffee-brewers, you get the picture). Jessi's actual music and style are never really discussed. This was not the case with the Raven reissue's liner-notes, where the writer obviously took time to analyze Colter's music, influences, and impact before rendering insightful commentary.

Research, people. It's called research! One of the things that has always annoyed me is the underestimation of the great Jessi Colter, and the BGO package's lousy liner-notes only magnified that irritation, but the musical legacy preserved is beyond reproach, and that is what matters most. Moreover, I will be correcting any "underestimation issues" with my upcoming Jessi-bio, which I swear is indeed upcoming. I simply need to organize it and find a window of time in which to lay it out here on the blog. My bio of Jessi and analysis of her music is based upon extensive research and citation of legitimate sources ... not sloppy Wikipedia hen-scratch.

Buy the BGO three-fer collection here, at Amazon, or at your preferred online retailer. Who knows how many they will print? To have these immaculate Jessi Colter classics in such polished-up, contemporary media format is a Godsend, folks. And please wait patiently for the Jessi-bio. I promise that it will be fascinating, and that it will shine a powerful light upon this iconic outlaw-lady's important (and too often overlooked) contribution to original American roots music. Cheers for now, y'all.