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A while back I
got my hands on four reissues of old records by the Band, who rule, and
they all had bonus tracks, which I can generally take or leave, except that
one of them had a cover of a Chuck Berry song that I probably
should know but didn't. The song was called “Going Back to Memphis.”
It whips the camel’s ass with a belt. The Band pay reverent but loose-fingered
tribute to it by letting it breathe, opening up its sixteen-bar breaks a
little by doubling them, drawing the guitar solo out long enough to accommodate
three different musicians’ pursuits of the song’s very specific,
remarkable mood. The song is about leaving one place and going somewhere
else.
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