There is no rock star greater than
Mick Jagger. There are plenty other as great, but nobody eclipses
Mick in terms of art and influence, as he virtually created the modern-day rock & roll rebel. Given that, why is it that almost nobody takes his solo recordings seriously? Even his longtime partner
Keith Richards is quoted on record calling
Jagger's 2001 album
Goddess in the Doorway "Dogsh*t in the doorway," a tacit signal that all the dismissive reviews of
Jagger's solo stuff were not only justified, but appropriate -- a judgment that may be a bit extreme, but in a way it's understandable, because
Jagger's solo recordings showcased his least lovable aspects, particularly his relentless social climbing and obsession with style. In
the Rolling Stones, this trend-chasing clashed with
Richards' stubborn traditionalism, a creative tension that often resulted in tremendous music, but on his own
Jagger was able to indulge his taste for fleeting fashion, which gave his solo albums a brittle, dated sound that also accentuated his cold, mercenary edge, which, in turn, made them feel a bit desperate.
The Very Best of Mick Jagger, the first-ever compilation of his solo career, doesn't erase that impression, but it does illustrate some merit in it. By not relying strictly on hit singles and mixing in solo cuts from the '70s, when
Jagger had yet to start his solo career in earnest, this 17-track set paints a better picture of what
Jagger was attempting to achieve outside
the Stones, capturing a rocker desperate to leave his status as the leader of the greatest rock & roll band ever far behind. Only "Memo from Turner," his contribution to the 1970 film Performance, truly treads close to
the Stones, a cover of
Sonny Boy Williamson's "Checkin' Up on My Baby," an unreleased track from his 1993 session with the L.A. blues band
the Red Devils, coming in a close second.
Jagger's solo career was all about running away from
the Stones, but it's nice to have that reminder of his strengths here, since so much of his solo career is so carefully competent, playing to the sounds of the time, whether it's the stiff
Nile Rodgers dance-rock of "Just Another Night," the tasteful classicism of the
Rick Rubin-produced
Wandering Spirit, or the featureless studio sheen of
Goddess in the Doorway. More than anything, it's the productions that hurt the
Jagger solo albums, as they lack the heart and muscle of
the Stones, substituting it for careful craft. At least that sense of craft could still be heard in many of the songs, and many of the best are here, including his first solo hits "Lucky in Love" and "Just Another Night," but also latter-day songs like the lively "Put Me the Trash" and the terrific country tune "Evening Gown." These are solid songs; they're only weighed down by the professional polish, so determined to fit into the mainstream that it winds up being too bland. And that's why all the odd detours that are sprinkled through the album stand out so much: not just "Memo from Turner" and "Checkin' Up on My Baby," but his duet with
Peter Tosh on "(You Got to Walk And) Don't Look Back," his goofy duet with
David Bowie on "Dancing in the Street," and especially, the
John Lennon-produced disco of "Too Many Cooks (Spoil the Soup)," heavily bootlegged but unreleased until now and easily the highlight of this collection. These are times where the music is alive and unpredictable, a perfect contrast to
Mick's meticulousness -- which, of course, means they feel like
the Stones, which is why
Jagger never followed their path on his actual solo albums. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine