Aja
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Aja
Don Breithaupt
2011
Continuum International Publishing Group
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2007 by Don Breithaupt
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Breithaupt, Don.
Aja / Don Breithaupt.
p. cm. -- (33 1/3)
Includes bibliographical references (p.).
eISBN-13: 978-1-4411-8132-9
1. Steely Dan (Musical group) Aja. I. Title. II. Series.
ML421.S76B74 2007
782.421660922--dc22
2007010815
Printed and bound in the United States of America
Acknowledgments
First and foremost, my heartfelt thanks to Donald Fagen for agreeing to be interviewed for this book. He sat down with me at his Manhattan office last June, fielded a stack of nuts-and-bolts questions about the making of a thirty-year-old record, and was funny and forthcoming throughout (I think I got off to a good start by promising not to pose any hard-hitting, daily newspaper-style questions like Which comes first, words or music?).
Additional thanks to: Brian Tomasini at Irving Azoffs office, who arranged the interview; Steve Khan, Lee Ritenour and Chuck Findley, who shed additional light on the Aja sessions and the composers methods; Marc Jordan, who provided details of Fagen, Katz and Nicholss participation in his debut album; series editor David Barker, who gave me invaluable direction from the beginning; Jay Graydon, who supplied a raft of material about the final Peg guitar session; former Metal Leg editor and current Dan attach Pete Fogel, who has done me more than a few favors over the years; and Steve Armour, whose friendship and insight are unwavering.
Finally, thanks as always to my long-suffering wife, Rikki (yes, Rikki), who, through no fault of her own, has the complete works of Steely Dan permanently lodged in her head.
Preface
The challenge was: dont gush. Its your favorite album. Youre going to write it a love letter and make a fool of yourself.
I had already called Aja the best record in the solar system in print (in Night Moves: Pop Music in the Late 70s), so maybe, I told myself, the hyperbole was out of my system. Right. The hard part, as it turns out, wasnt squelching my enthusiasm: the hard part was properly explaining it. Its a well-worn adage that the easiest assignment in the world is reviewing something you cant standRod Stewart continues to have about him the air of squandered potential...and Ive found that writing about something halfway likable is usually a snap tooMaroon serves notice that Barenaked Ladies are tired of being your Yoko Ono and would like to be your John Lennon...but trying to explain why a particular recording implants itself in your DNA on first listening, well, thats tough. It feeds into other classic stumpers like: at what point does craft become art? And: does street-level popularity preclude artistic immortality? And (most importantly): who cares what I think?
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