BLIND DOG AT ST. DUNSTANS

I've got a soft spot for BETTER BY FAR (1977) and I feel that BLIND DOG (1976) is on almost the same level, but not quite.

Most of BLIND DOG is "Caravan Lite". Jolly pop songs like "Here Am I", "A Very Smelly, Grubby Little Oik" and "Jack and Jill" are very, very similar to the material that would emerge on BETTER BY FAR a year later, but BETTER BY FAR sounds glossier, courtesy of producer Tony Visconti. BETTER BY FAR also benefits from one of the most beautiful Caravan instrumentals ever ("The Last Unicorn") and one of their most haunting ballads ("Nightmare"). There is nothing as amazing as these tracks on BLIND DOG, although the (nearly) nine minute "All the Way" is the sort of torchsong only Pye Hastings can write: not too dissimilar from "The Show of Our Lives" (on CUNNING STUNTS), and one helluva album closer!

Sure, BLIND DOG has its moments: there's some exciting soloing on guitar (Pye Hastings and Geoffrey Richardson), viola (Richardson again), ultra-fat sounding bass (Mike Wedgwood), keyboards (Jan Schelhaas) and various wind instruments (mainly played by the inimitable Jimmy Hastings), but all the solos are kept within bounds. Mike Wedgwood's vocal on "Chiefs and Indians" is a delight. Everyone who's even remotely interested in Caravan's history should get a copy of this album, but I can't help thinking that, after the first four tracks or so, most of the remainder (i.e. "Come on Back", "Oik (Reprise)", "Jack and Jill" and "Can You Hear Me?") sounds like filler.

As previous reviewers have pointed out, St. Dunstan is associated with the blind. The full meaning of "BLIND DOG AT ST DUNSTANS" is explained in the wikipedia entry devoted to the album. It's a fascinating story (involving Noel Coward and a pair of dogs) which I never knew until today, so take a look when you can!

And so on to the album cover. St Dunstan was archbishop of Canterbury, and an entire neighbourhood (just west of the city centre) was named after him. On the front cover you see the most exciting part of this neighbourhood (called St Dunstan's, of course), with Canterbury's West Gate at the top. Apparently, this gate is the oldest surviving city gate in England, and it is well-known for the fact that double-decker buses only just manage to squeeze through.

I don't know what the street here depicted looks like these days, but when I was a student at Kent University (1983-84), most of the shops in the picture were still there, including that pub with the curving roof on the left. (Needless to say the names of shops and pubs are full of dog-related puns, e.g. "Barkley's Bank" for "Barclay's Bank".) I found it delightful to walk or ride through an actual album cover! (And doesn't the cover suggest Caravan were the most "Canterbury" of all Canterbury bands?) Unfortunately there were no other traces left of the entire "scene". The local record shops didn't even stock Canterbury albums anymore. Sic transit gloria mundi...