As
the United States Of America were to celebrate their Independance Day a year ago,
American dream was going to a dramatic end for one of its children, beaten by
the sickness in some California Hospital. A singer and also A producer whose
style had sometimes been approached without finding its equivalent (cf.
Johnny Bristol and, more recently, Cunnie Williams). A character whose
glamourous side would reach its peak during the disco era. But if Barry White
reached the status that was his, building his reputation from a repertoire that
would always have something to do with that thing called love, it ended up being
a sort of antidote to protect him from going back to gangsterism where he'd been
at his early years…
1994. My first ever conversation
with the one that many people used to call Big Bazza in UK. Nearly ten years on
and I remember this as if it was yesterday. That was by the end of a pouring
autumn afternoon like so many around at this period of the year, while on my way
to some luxuous suite at some hotel around the Champs-Elysees. Temptation to
meet this sacred monster of soul was far stronger than the current problems I was
facing with the head of the mag I'm writing for at the time (the defunct Black
News) for which I was supposed to deliver the fruit of this chat, that would end up
being published many years after as a part of a special Disco Issue for French
mag, Coda. I remember my excitation getting bigger while on my way to the
place where I was awaited by Mr White, having on mind all these standards I came
to discover while being a teenager… Should he be on his own ("My First, My Last,
My Everything", "Your Sweetness", Never Never Gonna Give You Up", "Let The Music
Play"…) or producing Love Unlimited Orchestra. Then, all of a sudden, the
door leading to the appartment where he's got his local HQ opens on him, facing
me the way I've imagined, dressed in a silky black costume. His U-Nique baritone
voice getting another dimension on the weakly lighted room where we was having
our conversation.



Born in Galveston, Texas in 1944 before
migrating to California, Barry White has fairly known those
interrogations that (still) surround most of the Afro-American people as time
comes to make a choice for living and preferably as decent as possible. This said,
reality is not necessarily what we would think of when having a black skin in
the South… There, the opportunities are far more limited, leaving you choosing
between sports (basket or superbawl), muzak or, to a lesser extend, army, when
not gangsterism… Barry could have been one of those baaaad boys, eventually
spending a few days in jail, but music would save him from this while being taught how to
sing and play piano, before making his classes as a member of a college band
called the Upfronts. He then would start his official career as an
arranger for Bob & Earl, prior to meet Gene Page who himself had
arranged the classic "Harlem Shuffle" for the aforementioned pair. He then
became A&R director for Bronco Records by the mid-sixties where he produced
Viola Vills and Felice Taylor before giving birth to the famous
Love Unlimited Orchestra band. I've started doing albums in 1972 (with
the latest). Then the year after, as a solo artist signed on 20th
Century Records, being litteraly obsessed by everything regarding the women
and all those themas related to the question of love. Because, it's the thing
that conditions our existence as human beings. A lot of us would like to do
as if love didn't exist, forgetting that it is the basement of every
civilization…
As a matter of fact a Barry White
production was instantly recognizable amongst thousand of others, being one of
the very first to point out the necessity of having an own sound (if not a
formula), soon followed by a bunch of people including Earth, Wind & Fire's
producer Maurice White (no family relations), Chic, Jam & Lewis
and the likes, not to mention Masters At Work nowadays… Coz' not
having that personal touch doesn't allow you to be recognized, being for much on
all these soundalike stuff today. Many are those who've scored hits so far, but
they may have got only one or two and no more. And most of the time, they were
lucky enough, as they didn't have any personal formula. When asked what is
the most important between music and lyrics, our man's answer is as direct as
the previous ones… No doubt, music coz' it's what comes first. You may have
an instrumental hit, I doubt you would do it as easily with lyrics only ! I may
go back any time to my repertoire, select any song and rearrange it. Some people
come to me in order to ask me the authorization to use or sample some of my
songs. No prob. I would cut them the way it has to be before giving them for
use. I'm living a constant relation with my music.
When asked about his heroes, he would have
said that he didn't have any in the music field. I've never searched to be
like anyone and I have always known that I would have some time to become who I
am… A legend, a heroe… an icon. Let the music play !
Barry, you was a friend of mine, MFSB