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HOWERING HIS VOLCANO OF a voice over a stripped-down backbeat, Wilson Pickett was the original Midnight Mover, a man-and-a-half to a legion of female admirers, a modern-day who fought with the Devil and came out on top. Rough-hewn, sex-driven, he brought passion and pain to every throaty scream. Because there was no in-between for Wilson Pickett, the “Wicked” Pickett, the blood and guts of . Bom March 18,1941, in rural Prattville, Alabama, Wil­ Do),” and the strutting novelty smash “634-5789.” son Pickett sang in the Baptist church as a boy. When his The Memphis sessions, more blues than gospel, pointed family migrated to in 1955, the teenager formed a Pickett in a direction he would explore more fully at Muscle gospel group called the Viplinaires. Their rich, resilient har­ Shoals beginning in 1966. “He reminded me of a black leop­ monies, inspired by the Sensational Nightingales featuring ard— you know, look but don’t touch, he might bite your Julius Cheeks, galvanized the local church community By hand,” Muscle Shoals engineer told author Peter 1959, Pickett crossed into secular music with another vocal Guralnick in Sweet Soul Musk. Pickett swiveled through the group, , which also included future soul stars Ed­ Shing-a-ling and the on the frenetic “Land Of 1000 die Floyd and Sir . Their gospel-and-rhythm style Dances” (at Number Six, his all-time biggest pop hit); turned gave shape to the emerging Detroit soul scene of the early ’60s. out “Mustang Sally,” penned by his friend Mack Rice; tossed In 1962, the power of Pickett’s vocal on the Falcons’ off a groovy follow-up with “Soul Dance Number Three;” and LuPine recording of “I Found A Love” brought the group its reached a pinnacle of his Muscle Shoals style with a chart­ biggest hit in several years. The song spent 16 weeks on the topping cover of Dyke & the Blazers’ “Funky Broadway.” R&B chart, peaking at Num­ Toward the end of ber Six, and was partly fi­ I ’ M IN LOVE 1967, Pickett expanded his nanced by Atlantic, whose range with a happy sort of was forced to ILSON PICKETT arrived at Fame Studios in Muscle Shoals, blues, translating Bobby Alabama in October, 1966 and rekindled his friendship with buy back the Falcons master W Womack’s exquisite ballad singer/ . The two men had first met on the after the record blossomed Midwest gospel circuit in the late ’50s. “We were from the same mold,” “I’m In Love” into another into a regional hit. Somehow Womack says. “We had the same vibe. When we sang, we always knew Top Five R&B hit. He cut he never listened past the where the pocket was.” white rock and pop featured side on the finished Womack became a top session guitarist in Memphis and Muscle songs— “,” “Bom tape, an ungodly dance ditty Shoals following the breakup of his group, , and the death To Be Wild,” even “Sugar called “The Swim.” In an­ of his mentor, . But in 1967, Womack’s considerable talents Sugar”—with varying artis­ other twist of fate, in 1963, were obscured by fallout from his marriage to Cooke’s widow, Barbara. tic and chart success. Atlantic tried to stop the re­ “I was getting static all around the world,” Bobby remembers. T In 1971, Pickett jour­ started wearing shades to hide the pain— I didn’t want you to look into lease of Pickett’s first solo neyed to , West my eyes. I wanted to everyone to know how I felt— that I loved Barbara, single, “,” on Africa, headlining a tour of that Sam really was my partner, that I was in living hell— but radio peo­ Double-L Records. This ple were throwing my records in the garbage. Then someone said, ‘Pick­ American and African musi­ slow-burning ballad, with its ett’s your ticket. Channel your energies through him.’ So I wrote Tm In cians later documented on passionate spoken sermon, Love.’” the concert album and film arrived on a tape for which Pickett’s take on the tune captured its most joyful and painfully tragic Soul To Soul. Later that year Atlantic had purchased pub­ aspects while transcending his own musical boundaries. “When I played he recorded in lishing but not recording it for him,” Bobby remembers, “he ran around the studio screaming, with producers Kenny Gam­ rights. ’s ver­ ‘Womack, you’re crazy! All this hurt cornin’ out of you! I’m gonna tefi this ble and Leon Huff, scoring sion became the bigger R&B story!’ He sang it with the depth and feeling and commitment of a person with the slick but forceful hit (Number Two to Wilson’s crying out, because he knew my situation.” “Don’t Let The Green Grass - Numblr Thirty); ironically, Fool You” and “Engine Pickett himself signed with Atlantic two years later. Number 9.” He enjoyed several more Atlantic hits, including He hit his stride in 1965 with a series of memorable “Don’t Knock My Love,” before departing the label in 1972. Memphis sessions at Stax, collaborating with MG’s guitarist Like so many soul stars of his era, Pickett struggled to on one of the most enduring soul hits of all find his place in the black music marketplace of the ’70s, time, “.” A Number One R&B smash recording for such labels as RCA, EMI America and . and Pickett’s first Top Forty pop hit, “Midnight Hour” bred a But his Atlantic legacy remains some of the greatest music host of worthy successors (several co-written by Pickett) ever to emerge from the American South, and assures Wilson including “Don’t Fight It,” “Ninety-Nine And A Half (Won’t Pickett a permanent entry in the Dictionary of Soul.

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