



I haven't got the big crossover album, Love It To Death so it's straight on to the first big seller, Killer (1971). Killer starts with the superb blues-riffing 'Under My Wheels' and it's clear that this is the Alice Cooper that we're all familiar with. In some ways Love It To Death and Killer show just how much influence a producer has over a band's future. Bob Ezrin stripped out all of the psychedelia and all of the floweriness that had been such a fundamental part of the first two albums and left only the straight down the line rock and roll. I guess it meant sacrificing an interesting side of the band but it certainly meant that they were able to create a specific and identifiable sound. All of the songs on Killer are really solid, a few fantastic - 'Halo of Flies', 'You Drive Me Nervous', 'Dead Babies' and the title track are all brilliant bits of shock-rock, which although musically sound rather quaint now, still work as grand bits of blues based hard rock. Even better is 1973's Billion Dollar Babies (we've had to skip over School's Out, I haven't got it). Billion Dollar Babies is a quintessential early 70's rock album. It may not sound particularly hard now, but it is vicious, mean-spirited and wiry, and it's really quite brilliant. There are some big hits here ('Elected', 'Hello Hooray', 'No More Mr Nice Guy') but it's more than the sum of its parts. The guitar solo on the title track is a brilliant example of strung-out rock excess and Vincent himself is in incendiary form. Realistically this was the tipping point after which the band went from interesting and genuinely great shock-rock act to silly cabaret pop-rock, but as a last truly great rock album from the band it's worth its weight in gold.
Five days off now, so back on Thursday for the five hour box-set, The Life and Crimes of Alice Cooper, which is a curate's egg to say the least...
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