Built around his first hit,
A Hundred Pounds of Clay ought to be a major part of the
Gene McDaniels album library. The fact that it isn't is a statement of its poorly focused nature, in terms of this artist, and the latter can be attributed to an error -- though an understandable one at the time -- in judgment.
McDaniels never liked the song, feeling it was too pop and mainstream, but it was his breakthrough, and a monster seller in the bargain, and producer
Snuff Garrett, quite reasonably, chose to push his artist further in that direction. Thus, instead of exploiting the soul side of his appeal, this album, released in the wake of that hit, was an attempt to present him as a pop artist. So here
McDaniels is, doing tame -- and, worse yet, unexciting -- renditions of "Till There Was You," "Portrait of My Love," "It's All in the Game," and "Cry" (yes, the old
Johnnie Ray hit). His voice still has a basic appeal that‘s impossible to ignore anywhere here, especially when he wraps it around a phrase with a lot of feeling and reaches to either the lower or upper part of his register, even if it's being wasted on some of this repertoire -- and the dullish tempos and
Garrett's production excesses bury some of that allure for the casual listener. Of course, at the time all parties involved were only interested in selling records and not worrying about the artistic validity of
McDaniels' releases, or how these would be judged 50 years (or even 50 weeks) later; all of these decisions were being made on the fly, and they just happened to be the wrong ones in terms of making great music. Only on the title song, the jaunty hook-laden "Send for Me," and the bluesy, moody closer, "Make Me a Present of You," does the listener get a real taste of
McDaniels' ability. If one doesn't mind the detour out of soul and into mainstream pop, this is an OK record -- it just follows the road map established by "A Hundred Pounds of Clay" in the wrong direction.