Original released on LP RCA Victor LSP 4717
(US, 10/7/1972)
Emboldened
by a huge hit and hanging with Lennon and Ringo, Harry Nilsson was ready to let
it all go when it came time to record a follow-up to "Nilsson Schmilsson". The
very title of "Son of Schmilsson" implies that it's a de facto sequel to its
smash predecessor but, as always with Nilsson, don't take everything at face
value. Yes, he's back with producer Richard Perry and he's working from the
same gleefully melodic, polished pop/rock territory as before, but this is an
incredibly schizoid record, an album by an enormously gifted musician deciding
that, since he's already going unhinged, he might as well indulge himself while
he's at it. And, wow, are the results ever worth it. Opening with a song to a
groupie - he sang his balls off, baby, he nearly broke the microphone - and
ending with an ode to "The Most Beautiful World in the World", this
record careens all over the place, bouncing from one idea to another,
punctuated with B-horror movie sound effects, bizarre humor, profanity, and
belches. There are song parodies, seemingly straight piano ballads, vulgar hard
rock, lovely love songs, and a cheerful singalong with retirees at an old folks
home who all proclaim, "I'd rather be dead than wet my bed". The
sheer perversity of it all would be fascinating, yet if that's all it had to
offer, it'd merely be a curiosity, the way his post-Pussy Cats records are.
Instead, this is all married to a fantastic set of songs that illustrate what a
skilled, versatile songsmith Nilsson was. No, it may not be the easiest album
to warm to - and it's just about the weirdest record to reach number 12 and go
gold - but if you appreciate Nilsson's musicality and weirdo humor, he never
got any better (in All Music)



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