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The Steve Miller albums you should definitely own

Steve Miller circa 1972
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Some people call him The Space Cowboy, some call him The Gangster Of Love. Others know Milwaukee-born Steve Miller’s commercial transition to superstardom thanks to his hit singles The Joker and Abracadabra, but there is more to this guitarist/singer/songwriter/bandleader than slick 70s/80s FM hits.

Miller’s background is unusual. His liberal parents were friends of Les Paul and Mary Ford, who gave six-year-old Steve guitar lessons. When the family moved to Dallas, T-Bone Walker was another house guest who taught Miller the blues. “He showed up in a pink Cadillac convertible with leopard-skin seats,” Miller remembers. “I took a look and thought: ‘When I grow up, that’s what I wanna do.’”

Aged 14 he was in Chicago with a high-school band backing Jimmy Reed, and later jamming with Paul Butterfield, Muddy Waters, Howlin’ Wolf and Buddy Guy. He studied literature at universities in the US and Copenhagen, then borrowed dad’s VW hippie wagon and drove to San Francisco in time to catch the Butterfield Blues Band and Jefferson Airplane at the Fillmore auditorium, and befriend Jimi Hendrix at the Monterey festival.

His views on the West Coast scene were harsh. “There were a lot of ‘folk musicians’ who’d seen A Hard Day’s Night and wanted to be pop stars, but they couldn’t earn twenty-five dollars in Texas. I’d already played two thousand gigs before I got to Frisco. I wasn’t impressed.”

After backing Chuck Berry at the Fillmore, the Steve Miller Band signed to Capitol and released a straight run of brilliant psychedelic blues albums with English producer Glyn Johns, culminating in the epic Recall The Beginning… A Journey From Eden.

Despite good album sales SMB received scant airtime until The Joker came along. Fame and fortune followed, and in recent years Miller has concentrated on old blues favourites. And he is ever recalcitrant.

After being inducted into the Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame in 2016, in an interview with Rolling Stone he said: “This whole industry fucking sucks and this little get-together you guys have here is like a private boys’ club and it’s a bunch of jackasses and jerks and fucking gangsters and crooks who’ve fucking stolen everything from a fucking artist.”

Yep, it’s Miller time.

Recall The Beginning… A Journey From Eden (Capitol, 1972) (opens in new tab)

Even in a golden year this is magnificent. The blasting horn intro on Welcome ushers in the doo-wop Enter Maurice, chased down by the groove soul of High On You Mama and the ambition of Somebody Somewhere Help Me.

But it’s Side Two’s four-song suite where this journey locates the cosmic motherlode. Love’s Riddle and Fandango emerge from relationship turbulence before Miller hits the stratosphere on Nothing Lasts and the title track, his greatest song on his greatest album. The album was completed on a total eclipse of the Moon. Far out.

Sailor (Capitol, 1968) (opens in new tab)

The Steve Miller Band’s second album features the classic line-up of Lonnie Turner (bass), Jim Peterman (keyboards), Tim Davis (drums) and Boz Scaggs, whose guitar and vocals thrash out Overdrive and Dime-A-Dance Romance

The sarcastic Living In The USA and slinky groupie ballad Quicksilver Girl, written about Julia Dreyer (the Girl With No Name on The Byrds’ Younger Than Yesterday) stand out, as does Johnny ‘Guitar’ Watson’s Gangster Of Love with its shuffled breakdown beats. Opener Song For Our Ancestors is topped and tailed by booming San Francisco Bay foghorns, and driving-rain effects resonated in the UK long before Pink Floyd (opens in new tab)’s Echoes trip.

Children Of The Future (Capitol, 1968) (opens in new tab)

Glyn Johns was hired as engineer, but after six weeks of “dicking around doing nothing” at Olympic Studios in London he persuaded Miller to give him control. 

The result was a spectacular Chicago-meets-Swinging London blues epic encapsulated by the The Beauty Of Time Is That It’s Snowing (Psychedelic B.B.), a crazy trip with street-chattering dolly birds, seagulls, glorious vocal harmonies and Mellotron. The zonked mood is hammered home by underground poster artist Victor Moscoso’s lysergic cover art completing the complete DayGlo experience.

Brave New World (Capitol, 1969) (opens in new tab)

Out go Scaggs and Peterman, enter polymath jazzer Ben Sidran, co-writer of the elegant blues Space Cowboy that lifts the riff from Lady Madonna to underpin a typically sardonic lyric.

Mainlining his Anglophile leaning Miller inspired pianist Nicky Hopkins to provide his best playing this side of the Stones’ Sway on the crescendo build up of Kow Kow, while Paul McCartney (credited as Paul Ramon) plays bass and drums and adds his best Little Richard (opens in new tab) rasp to My Dark Hour. Macca had just had an almighty fall-out with John Lennon (opens in new tab) during the sessions for Oh! Darling and vented his frustration here, much to Miller’s delight.

Number 5 (Capitol, 1970) (opens in new tab)

Miller’s country album relocated him to Barefoot Jerry’s Cinderella Sound in Nashville with locals Wayne Moss, Charlie McCoy, Buddy Spicher and Bobby Thompson. From this safe haven Miller delivered his most political messages via Industrial Military Complex Hex, Jackson-Kent Blues and Never Kill Another Man, written in the aftermath of the USA’s invasion of Cambodia. They rival MC5 (opens in new tab) for righteous anger.

His big kiss-off to the hippie era coincided with closure on the original SMB sound, although he dusts off old Scaggs collaboration Going To Mexico, arguably his toughest blues.

Fly Like An Eagle (Capitol, 1976) (opens in new tab)

In which Miller becomes an arena-filling space-rock guitar god on the Native American title track, the Dallas outlaw ditty Take The Money And Run and deliberate crowd pleaser Rock’n Me, designed around Free (opens in new tab)’s All Right Now and premiered for a British audience when the Steve Miller band supported Pink Floyd at Knebworth in July ’75.

Operating as a trio, SMB entered the phase where newfound fame caused old fans to believe Miller sold out, and anti-FM types to disparage him utterly. Haters gonna hate, but Miller took platinum sales to the bank. Joe Satriani (opens in new tab) loves this album. He’s right to do so.

The Joker (Capitol, 1973) (opens in new tab)

Psych-blues may be long since gone, but good-time whimsy prevails on the ear-worm title track (which didn’t chart in the UK on its ’73 release, but reached No.1 in 1990 on the back of a Levi’s 501 ad), although Miller retained credibility with an acoustic live take on Robert Johnson (opens in new tab)’s perennial blues classic Come On In My Kitchen, and Evil, captured in Philadelphia and Boston.

This album is probably where you hear Miller deciding that if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em as he pursues the big bucks and succeeds. Maybe he would never be as vital as he had been before, but he was calling the shots at Capitol Records – who doubled his royalty.

Living In The 20th Century (Capitol, 1986) (opens in new tab)

Having paid his dues, Miller returned some to Jimmy Reed on this underrated album, notably covering Ain’t That Lovin’ You Baby, and delivering his strongest original in ages in the shape of I Want To Make The World Turn Around. Hardly revolutionary, this was prime Miller-lite but eminently quaffable.

Better still, the old gang were back in town, with bass player Gerald Johnson and drummer Gary Mallaber keeping the guitar man on his toes. Other top sidemen are saxophonist Kenny G, Norton Buffalo on harmonica and Les Dudek, whose Dobro playing keeps the lazy Behind The Barn choogling along.

Bingo! (Roadrunner/Loud And Proud, 2010) (opens in new tab)

Seventeen years after the Wide River album, Miller returned for a pure blues set, covering heroes Chester Burnett, BB King (opens in new tab), Otis Rush and New Orleans man Jessie Hill. Coincidentally, the producer is Andy Johns, Glyn’s younger brother.

A modern influence comes from vocalist Sonny Charles, guitarist Jimmy Vaughan and Joe Satriani, former Santana (opens in new tab) percussionists Michael Carabello and Adrian Areas provide the Latin feel, and Miller’s long-time harmonica player Norton Buffalo is the most featured soloist. While Miller didn’t write anything here, the results are better than expected since his own singing is still mellow and spacey.

Max Bell worked for the NME during the golden 70s era before running up and down London’s Fleet Street for The Times and all the other hot-metal dailies. A long stint at the Standard and mags like The Face and GQ kept him honest. Later, Record Collector and Classic Rock called.