INTRODUCTION
In a 2011 interview with George Lopez, Prince explained his feelings about cover songs: “I don’t mind fans singing the songs, my problem is when the industry covers the music. You see, covering the music means your version doesn’t exist anymore. There’s only one version of Law & Order, but there are several versions of ‘Kiss’ and ‘Purple Rain.’”
Put aside his poor choice of comparison—there are, at latest count, seven versions of Law & Order. Was he right about cover songs? Do covers somehow diminish the originals? Can you really have too many versions of “Purple Rain”?
This book is filled with examples of songwriters who thought exactly the opposite, from Mick Jagger dancing around the room when Devo played him their “Satisfaction” to the Beatles sending Joe Cocker a thank-you note for his take on “With a Little Help From My Friends.” Jagger and the Beatles knew that these covers didn’t diminish their legacy; they burnished it. Prince, of all people, should have known this, too—how many people would know his song “Nothing Compares 2 U” without Sinéad O’Connor’s massively popular cover (ever an enigma, Prince reportedly loved this cover—a fact hard to square with his 2011 complaints)?
A cover song doesn’t mean, as Prince put it, that the original artist’s “version doesn’t exist anymore.” Instead, a great cover adds to the song in a number of ways.
In some cases, a cover song can reveal new meaning in a songwriter’s lyrics. The Pet Shop Boys said their electronic cover of “Always on My Mind” made the country standard’s lyrics seem cynical and disturbing after the more traditional Elvis Presley and Willie Nelson versions. Presley himself took the sexual innuendo out of “Hound Dog,” while Patti Smith added sex and danger to Van Morrison’s bar-band staple “Gloria.”
Some cover songs explore cultural avenues that the original song only hinted at. Otis Redding’s “Respect” strictly addressed a relationship, but Aretha Franklin’s cover became a generational anthem. Jimi Hendrix transformed the Bob Dylan deep cut “All Along the Watchtower” into a storming anthem for soldiers in Vietnam. Johnny Cash remade Nine Inch Nails’ industrial-rock drug song “Hurt” into a song about old age and dying.
A well-done cover song can introduce a little-known song to a broader audience. “Unchained Melody” would have remained an obscure movie-soundtrack curio if the Righteous Brothers hadn’t belted it. The Fugees translated “Killing Me Softly” for a hip-hop generation that might have never heard of Roberta Flack. Adele took a recent Dylan song and made it a modern-day songbook standard (no artist has benefited more from cover songs than Dylan).
Though the cover song may seem like a niche category in today’s music industry, when most musicians either write their own material or have it written specifically for them by teams of professional songwriters, the vast majority of musical compositions ever performed were on some level covers, from orchestras playing Mozart and Beethoven to farmers singing to each other in the fields. In fact, the first song ever recorded was a cover.
In 1860, a French printer and bookseller named Édouard-Léon Scott de Martinville sang the traditional folk song “Au clair de la lune” into a new invention he called the phonautograph. The phonautograph could only record sound, though, not play it back (scientists finally figured out how to play Martinville’s primitive recording in 2008—it sounds like a warped transmission from another galaxy). The first recording someone could play back immediately came from Thomas Edison two decades later, and it was once again a cover song: “Mary Had a Little Lamb.”
Of course, no one would have called these cover songs back then. Actually, up until the midpoint of the twentieth century, the “cover song” as a concept did not really exist. Before then, consumers had no expectations that singers would record songs they had written themselves. Moreover, the audience for recorded music often did not care who sang their favorite songs.
With a few big-name exceptions, listeners in the 1930s and ’40s bought records by song title, not artist. They would go looking for a recording of “Some Enchanted Evening” and usually didn’t know or care who had sung it as long as it roughly sounded like the version on the radio. This is a huge mental change from today’s consumers. You don’t want a record of just anyone singing “Someone Like You”; you want to hear Adele. But before the dawn of rock and roll, the song was paramount, not the singer.
The phrase “cover song” came out of this era, just after World War II. The first mention of the phrase in the leading music-industry magazine Billboard comes in 1949. In a discussion of current country-music hits, Billboard writes, “The original disking of Why Don’t You Haul Off and Love Me?, cut for King by Wayne Raney, has hit 250,000, and versions are now available on all major labels.” They then continue on to another song: “Another King disk, Blues Stay ’Way From Me?, by the Delmore Brothers, is close to 125,000 in six weeks, and the other companies have just begun to cover the tune.”
What do they mean by “cover” here? It’s not really what we mean today. We think of musicians, not companies, covering songs. The key comes in the preceding sentence: “versions are now available on all major labels.” In the era when customers were more likely to request something they heard on the radio by song title rather than artist, labels would rush out sound-alike copies of popular hits. These labels tried to hoodwink a listener who heard a hit song on the radio into mistakenly buying a copycat version by their own artist. A “cover” back then was a trick, a con on the listener.
To stick with the Billboard example, within months of Raney releasing his wonderfully titled 1949 hit “Why Don’t You Haul Off and Love Me?,” his label’s competitors had their own artists record similar versions. They rushed these “covers” onto shelves, and stores would sell whichever version they had in stock. Some big hits could earn the backhanded compliment of up to a dozen copycat covers hitting the market within weeks. The five-and-dime store chain Woolworth’s even had its own record label churning out copycat covers to sell cheaply in its stores. A cover song only existed to ride the coattails of someone else’s hit.
There are several theories behind why these copycat songs became known in the industry as “covers.” Some sources say the word comes from a label “covering its bets” by releasing its own recording of a popular song. Others claim labels aimed to have their record literally “cover up” another version of the same song on a store’s shelves. The third theory holds that when a label exec asked an artists and repertoire (A&R) man if his label had any recordings of a popular song to release, the A&R man would respond, “We’ve got it covered!”
Whatever the reason for the word entering music-biz jargon, a “cover” then was not what we now think of it as. The goal was not to raise the profile of the original song, but to bury it. Prince’s critique would hold more merit had he made it in 1949. Cover songs were copycat recordings done quickly. Creativity was not the goal, just profit. “American Pie” songwriter Don McLean, whose song “Empty Chairs” later inspired the oft-covered “Killing Me Softly,” complained on his website in 2004:
The word “cover” is now used by music writers and music fans incorrectly. They use it to describe any attempt by an artist to perform old songs or previously recorded material. The use of this term gives them a bit of authority since it makes them sound like they are in the music business. They are in fact ignorant of what a cover version of a song really is.
Back in the days of black radio stations and white radio stations (i.e., segregation), if a black act had a hot record, the white kids would find out and want to hear it on “their” radio station. This would prompt the record company to bring a white act into the recording studio and cut an exact, but white, version of the song to give to the white radio stations to play and thus keep the black act where it belonged: on black radio. A “cover” version of a song is a racist tool. It is NOT a term intended to be used to describe a valid interpretation of an old song. . . .
Madonna did not “cover” American Pie; she just sang an old song and made an old songwriter mighty happy.
McLean’s critique underscores another issue surrounding these early cover songs: racism. When the industry trend of cover songs emerged in the 1940s, any record by a black artist was confined to Billboard’s “Race Records” chart. Enterprising label executives would scan this chart for hits and then rerecord them with their white artists for the other, white charts. (This could go the other way, too: “Why Don’t You Haul Off and Love Me?” by Raney, who was white, was promptly covered by Bull Moose Jackson for the “race” market.)
McLean is not wrong about the music history, but his definition of cover songs is out of date. Language changes, and the term “cover” has as well. As we mean it today, Madonna did cover “American Pie.” None of the covers we explore in this book fit the Don McLean description—because, for the most part, those early copycat-covers he was discussing offered nothing creatively. The cover song only came into its own as a valid artistic expression with the dawn of rock and roll.
As the 1950s moved forward, the trend of the copycat-cover subsided. Performers became as important as the song they were performing. It’s hard to pinpoint any single cause of such a broad shift in people’s thinking, but the advent of television and its accompanying music-performance shows likely played a role. You knew if you bought “Hound Dog” after seeing it performed on TV that the label had better read “Elvis Presley.” This was not entirely unprecedented; in the 1940s, so-called “bobby-soxers” (the precursors to teenyboppers) swooned for Frank Sinatra and wouldn’t have accepted some sound-alike. This expectation became the norm rather than the exception. Consumers cared more about the performer than just the performance.
The cover song as we know it today evolved out of this cultural shift. This was the moment when the cover song as a unique creative expression was born. From this point forward, a musician had to bring something new to the table if he or she wanted to sing a song someone else had already recorded. The art of interpretation became worth celebrating. A cover was no longer ripping someone off but was rather an artist taking a song someone else performed and making it his or her own.
Unfortunately, listeners didn’t always see it that way. As the 1960s moved toward the ’70s, the “cover” once again found itself a dirty word, but for a different reason. After the Beatles and Dylan, a premium was placed on an artist writing his or her own songs. Singing someone else’s songs was often seen as creative bankruptcy, particularly for pop or rock musicians. To this day, you occasionally hear a pop star criticized with “Well, I heard he/she doesn’t even write their own songs!”—as if there is no art to interpreting a song someone else wrote (any number of great jazz singers would beg to differ).
When musicians did release a cover in the latter half of the twentieth century, they would often pick a deliberately obscure song so people did not know it wasn’t an original—the exact reverse of the term’s origins of covering only hits. For example, Joan Jett did not exactly advertise that her huge hit “I Love Rock and Roll” was a nearly identical cover of a song by the short-lived British trio the Arrows. Even “Hallelujah,” today covered to the point of cliché after Jeff Buckley’s revelatory rendition, was originally a track from an obscure Leonard Cohen album that his label hadn’t even bothered to release in the United States. Unless you were friends with a record-store clerk, how would you ever know that an obscure folk songwriter named Jake Holmes released “Dazed and Confused” two years before Led Zeppelin did?
Today, the Internet has erased the stigma. Cover songs have come out of the shadows. No one could get away with releasing a cover song without their fans finding out—any song’s origins are only a Google search away.
So artists took back control of the cover. As avenues to release music have proliferated, artists have found freedom in being able to perform the songs they loved with lower stakes. Artists can still release covers on albums or singles just as they could in the 1960s, but now they can also post them on YouTube or Soundcloud, record them for a radio session, play them live and see fan-filmed videos soar through music blogs. In 2015, Rolling Stone magazine wrote over three hundred stories about new cover songs—that’s almost one a day, just from A-list artists alone.
With this newfound freedom, musicians could easily turn fans on to their influences or surprise them by radically altering a song no one would expect them to like. This finally erased the cover song’s stigma and led to its recent resurgence. To take just one example among many, in 2016 the indie-rock community released Day of the Dead, a tribute album to the Grateful Dead. This was not the first Dead tribute by any means, but tributes from decades past mainly contained contributions by the Dead’s 1970s peers. Day of the Dead, though, included only the coolest of the cool bands, and not just a handful; this was a fifty-nine-track behemoth that included Wilco, the National, and the Flaming Lips. Seemingly every “hip” alternative musician of the past twenty years was lining up to cover that eternally unhip phenomenon: a jam band. Cover songs are cool again.
No site has tracked this trend more closely than the cover-songs blog Cover Me. But then again, I’m biased: it’s my site. For ten years, my team and I have written news stories and features about cover songs new and old, big artists covering classic hits and under-the-radar artists digging up obscure gems. Ten years ago, it was a challenge to find something new to post every day. Now we can only post a small fraction of the stuff people send us.
The blog began in 2007, but its origins go back a year earlier, to July 2006. At the time, Bob Dylan hosted a syndicated radio show called Theme Time Radio Hour. He would play songs he loved on a particular theme—songs about the weather one week, songs about New York City the next. The tenth episode tackled summer songs, from Sly & the Family Stone’s “Hot Fun in the Summertime” to Eddie Cochran’s “Summertime Blues,” which was later covered by the Who (we’ll get there).
He began the show with one song more famous than even these: George Gershwin’s standard “Summertime.” This was one of those songs in the 1930s that saw hundreds of versions released in quick succession, most sounding roughly the same. And even since then, covers of it tend to follow a formula: languid and slow-moving, a hot summer day sitting in a porch’s shade. Some are beautiful, no doubt, but to my ears they all sounded somber and subdued, in contrast to lyrics about fish jumpin’ and wings spreadin’.
On Theme Time Radio Hour, Dylan played a different sort of “Summertime.” “Time to open up the fire hydrants and have a party in the streets,” he said by way of introduction, “’cause it’s summertime.” And “party in the streets” was right! After Dylan’s intro, soul singer Billy Stewart leapt in with a rolled-r vocal blast. Drums crashed in behind him, followed by blaring horns. He starts shouting “huh!” and “yeah!” The tempo was about three times faster than any torch-song version I’d heard before, and it seemed like blasphemy. This was not how “Summertime” was supposed to sound.
Billy Stewart’s “Summertime” opened my eyes to the expansive possibilities of cover songs. It took a song I thought I hadn’t even liked that much (too slow, too maudlin) in an entirely irreverent, up-tempo direction. It brought new meaning to the lyrics, sounding more like what summertime actually is: fun.
A college radio show started from there, and a year later came the Cover Me blog. Ever since then, readers have periodically suggested I write a book about cover songs. To which I invariably responded, “Dumb idea. That’s like saying ‘I’m going to write a book about original songs.’” (I phrased it more politely, I hope.) “Cover songs” is too broad a category. There are covers in all genres and all styles, covers that build on the originals and covers that bring nothing to the table, covers that soar and covers that flop. There’s no unifying theory of cover songs to fit tidily between two book covers; it’s too big and messy and wonderful a tent for that.
That explains the book you now hold in your hands. It’s not a book “about cover songs.” It’s a book about nineteen specific cover songs. But through these nineteen, a cover-songs story emerges. It involves artistic triumphs and music-industry shenanigans. It touches on trends in record-making, music videos, and the Internet’s impact on music (did you know the first viral song was a cover?). There are beautiful moments of unlikely artists coming together and some uglier instances of exploitation and racism. Every major change in the music industry since the advent of rock and roll finds some expression in the world of cover songs.
So no, someone covering “Purple Rain” doesn’t mean Prince’s version doesn’t exist anymore. A great cover only makes a song stronger. It can make you think about a lyric in a way you never had before, or make you remember a favorite song from years ago. It can bring a great song to a wider audience, or bring a forgotten song to a younger audience. Here are nineteen such examples of covers that did all that and more.