Ike Turner was a young man in a hurry. In March 1951, the 19-year-old blues guitarist, pianist and band leader was on his way with his band to the studio recently opened by Sam Phillips in Memphis, where they cut a driving, forceful tune called Rocket 88.
Years later, musicologists would call this two minutes and 47 seconds of jumping R&B the world’s first rock ’n’ roll record. Phillips agreed.
“You’re damn right it was the first rock ’n’ roll record, but don’t ask me what was going on there even though I created the damn thing. It was just a magic elixir that worked.
“But I had to tell Ike Turner: ‘As great as you are on piano, you can’t sing. I had to say: ‘Do you have anybody before we close this session who can sing?’ He said: ‘Jackie Brenston’. Jackie sang and that’s how Rocket 88 came about.”
The record went on to tear apart the R&B charts without troubling the pop charts, for this was true underground music in an era when such raw, black music was rarely heard in a popular music scene dominated by such wholesome stars as Doris Day, Frankie Laine and Guy Mitchell.
Phillips’s parents were tenant farmers near Florence, Alabama. Phillips, born in January 1923, was the youngest of eight.
“I grew up around the blues of the mid-South and always felt that the people who played this music had not been given the opportunity to reach an audience,” he told researcher Martin Hawkins in 1984.
By 1945 he had landed a job at radio station WREC in Memphis. By luck or by chance the right man had come to the right city at exactly the right time. The music, its quality and quantity, made Phillips think.
“I may not know much, but I do know sound,” he said. “And here I am thinking about opening a recording studio for one reason – to record black music.”
He signed a lease on a studio and opened for business in January 1950.
The music he recorded at the Memphis Recording Service (motto: “We record anything, anywhere, any time”) behind the unassuming shop front at 706 Union Avenue was as meticulously recorded as the care Phillips gave to his appearance. And there, on his doorstep, was the talent he needed to record, including Riley Ben King, who adopted the stage name BB King, and piano player Roscoe Gordon. And then there was a giant of a man – Howlin’ Wolf.
Phillips realised that rather than supply other labels with his material, he could start his own, which in 1952 he promptly did. He called it Sun – its bright yellow label where the word “Sun” is set over sun rays and above a crowing rooster was to become one of the most enduring images in the history of rock.
Less enduring was the first release. Sun 174 (why Phillips started the label at this number, no one knows) was a blues by harmonica player Walter Horton and jugband performer Jack Kelly. Still, after that false start there came a flood of high-quality releases by such artists as radio DJ Rufus Thomas, Willie Nix, “the Memphis Blues Boy”, and one-man band Dr Ross “The Harmonica Boss”. Perhaps his strangest signing, but one of his most significant, was a group of black convicts from the Tennessee State Penitentiary who called themselves the Prisonaires. Their Just Walkin’ in the Rain was a number that Johnny Ray would take to the top of the pop charts.
Unlike other producers and record companies, Phillips also kept all of his tapes. Every cough, bum note and failed take was carefully stored. The greater part of the blues that Phillips recorded lay undiscovered in the archives. For every blues release that made it, there were perhaps 10 or more that didn’t. Only now, with box sets, are we realising the scope and scale of Phillips’s recordings.
As the 1950s went on, Phillips’s love for the blues remained, but he’d discovered country music and it started to play a larger part in his repertoire. He was also dogged by the feeling that if he found a white boy who could sing the blues, he could crack the pop market.
And it so happened that a young white truck driver called Elvis Presley stopped by the studio to cut a disc for his mother. He was invited back and, after several false starts that saw him trying to emulate crooner Dean Martin, he began fooling around with an old blues number by Arthur “Big Boy” Crudup called That’s All Right, Mama. Sam had found his man.
The Sun Blues Box, a 10-CD set covering Phillips’s blues recordings, will be released by Bear Family records this month. – The Independent