Joe Cocker: Mad Dog with Soul

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I didn't know much about Joe Cocker and wouldn't be somebody who qualifies as his big fan. But I definitely knew who it is. Scrawling through Netflix searching for a good documentary to watch. When getting to this one I thought that this is one person who I don't know much about but would really like to learn more. The documentary was very good for this purpose. It broke down his career to the big beginning, the downfall due to drugs and alcohol and the great comeback. We see his fellow musicians, managers and family members tell about what kind of a person he was and how they remember him. A great part though was also showing him perform all the way from Woodstock to his last tour. He didn't have just the phenomenal voice that anyone will recognize but also amazing screen presence and charisma throughout his life. Man, I am jealous of the ones who were able to see him back at Woodstock!

As a singer Joe Cocker was one of the purest, most natural talents of the past fifty-plus years. At his best he often so fully occupied the performance that he was truly somewhere else, a place where he was unavailable for anything else. By all accounts Joe Cocker was a humble and sweet-natured man with little ego to either drive him forward, nor to shield him from what was to come. He entered the American musical scene in an overcrowded rocket made of glass, at a time perfectly primed for his talents, yet tangled with vices that would scar him forever and often lay him low. He alternately disappeared below the waves and skipped beautifully above them for the remainder of his life, never entirely losing that mammoth natural gift of a voice, the fire that he could muster for a performance. Aided greatly by his wife and others, Mr. Cocker had some often good, though never trouble free years in the latter part of his life. That voice and those performances will continue to outshine the bad forever.

Impressive document on the life and career of Joe Cocker. Successes and failures, addictions and much more revolve around him like a merry-go-round,the whole thing make up a fascinating life, perhaps they are missing in the documentary more performances and maybe the opinions of the guests should be shorter.Thank you Joe wherever you are.

My wife and I regularly play a double CD compilation of Joe Cocker's best material. Never a prolific or even regular songwriter, he was instead, rather like the more feted and certainly more commercially successful Rod Stewart, an interpreter of other writers' songs covering everyone from the Beatles to Leonard Cohen, Bob Marley to Elton John. His biggest musical hero was Ray Charles and it's good to see the clip here of master and pupil together reminding us that the first recording Joe ever made was of the Genius's "Georgia On My Mind". Elsewhere the film takes us back to his Sheffield roots with some fascinating footage of the time in the late 60's when the now local-boy-makes-good returns to his hometown to escape the distractions of the music business. There's no doubt however that the man had his demons, the usual dysfunctional duo of drink and drugs and while they unquestionably affected his behaviour and treatment of those around him, the picture emerges of a softer, gentler man than his wild man image might have you think. Even people he abruptly stopped seeing appear to have forgiven him, although it just may be no one wants to speak ill of the recently dead. There are excerpts from many of his famous songs with his talismanic debut smash "With A Little Help From My Friends" omnipresent on the soundtrack. Among the admirers paying generous tributes to him are Randy Newman, Billy Joel and Jimmy Webb, three of the best piano-writers you could ever hear. I was glad that by the end of his life, Cocker appeared to have found lasting love with his wife and peace in their mountain retreat in Colorado. From the footage of one of his last recorded concerts in Germany, where he was massively popular, he still had the voice too, up until the end. How this hellraiser got all the way to 70 before dying would probably be a mystery to him too. This respectful tribute will hopefully encourage devotees and more casual fans like me to deeper explore his musical legacy. As they might have said in his native Yorkshire, he were a right good singer.

Hard to believe that this documentary could interview core member Chris Stainton at length and make extensive use of music performed by the Grease Band but largely ignore who else comprised Cocker's seminal band at the time. Seriously, the late great Henry McCullough (later of Paul McCartney's Wings (Mach One) didn't merit so much as a mention? The Grease Band was Cocker's original backing band and backed him at Woodstock, then released a couple of albums after having been basically dismissed to accommodate Leon Russell's desires for the Mad Dogs & Englishmen. Bad enough to have been treated so dismissively then but unforgivable in a documentary.

I always thought Joe had "that" thing... that voice, that presence, whatever you want to call it. So very few singers these days could even stand in his shadow. I'm just a fan... not a critic, but I know I will watch this documentary over and over just to remind myself that at one time, Joe Cocker lived among us. What a blessing.

This documentary kept me captivated and wanting to delve deep into Joe Cocker's discography. But I couldn't help think it focused far too much on Joe's struggles with alcohol and drugs - even for a documentary of this type, it was overloaded. Joe Cocker had one of the greatest rock voices of all-time - yet not enough about Joe's incredible musicianship is featured here. Woodstock and the 'Mad Dog' phase of his career is highlighted, but after that many career and life phases are quickly glossed over in favour of random people complaining about his alcoholism and its impact on performances. Almost every musician has had these substance abuse issues. They're the same over and over. But there has only ever been one Joe Cocker, and his incredible uniqueness should've been a much stronger focus of this documentary! In saying that, I still enjoyed this, despite coming away not really learning a lot about who Joe was as a person. Rest in peace, mate. You were one of a kind.

If you're a Joe Cocker fan, and maybe even if you're not, this is a well organized and unflinching look at the energetic blues/rock singer who's interpretations and covers of other musicians made him legendary in his own time. Everyone knows about his breakout at the Woodstock Music and Arts Festival in 1969 with that mesmerizing performance of the Beatles classic, "With a Little Help From My Friends". The thing is, Cocker's performance and soulful expression of the song almost makes the Beatles version irrelevant. Which one do you think of when you hear the title? The downside of the Cocker story comes into play following Woodstock, and his emergence on the American music scene when he began touring the States. Under Leon Russell's leadership, the Cocker entourage grew upwards of forty or fifty performers backing him when he appeared in concert. It's incomprehensible but at the same time logical to believe that the cost of touring with so many people and so much equipment left Cocker with no money and no place to live, winding up for a time left to sleep on the floor at the home of Denny Cordell, the producer of his first album. With the Seventies, Cocker took up alcohol and drugs in a big way, forcing him to abandon touring for a period of two years. But even with a major comeback, it wasn't unusual for Joe to drink heavily, and one of the running gags was how many buckets he would use while breaking in the middle of a performance to hurl his guts. It got so bad that eventually, his wife Pam gave Joe the ultimatum. After two years of sobriety, Pam states in the documentary that she got mad over how easily he was able to do it going cold turkey, questioning why he couldn't have done it fifteen years sooner. The documentary is peppered with reminiscences from folks close to the singer over the years, people like singer/songwriter Jimmy Webb, Rita Coolidge, Woodstock organizer Michael Lang, Joe's long time keyboard man Chris Stainton, and as mentioned earlier, wife Pam Cocker. Brother Vic had an amusing comment regarding Joe's sartorial preferences - "Joe and elegance always had a bit of a dispute". If you've seen him early in his career, you'll know exactly what that was all about. The only downside for me with the documentary was the omission of any single performance from beginning to end; that would have been welcome for this fan of the singer. A clip of Joe and John Belushi from that notorious 'Saturday Night Live' guest spot would have been an amusing inclusion as well. It might not have been a bad idea either to mention Cocker's return to the site of the original Woodstock Festival for a concert performance on August 4th, 2012. I was at that one, and the guy could still belt it out. Rest in peace, Joe.