Sunday, April 01, 2007

Somewhere In The Night: Billy Chinnock Remembered

While thumbing through the current issue of Rolling Stone, a small but disturbing story caught my eye. Alongside the tragic tale of Boston vocalist Brad Delp’s suicide was a (much) shorter piece about the death of Billy Chinnock. A rock & roll lifer whose career spanned Asbury Park, New Jersey; Nashville, Tennessee; and Portland, Maine, Chinnock sadly took his own life on March 7th, 2007 after a long bout with Lyme Disease.

Chinnock launched his career on the Asbury Park boardwalk during the late-60s. Chinnock’s Downtown Tangiers Rockin Rhythm & Blues Band included musicians like future E Street Band members Gary Tallent and Danny Federici, Vini “Mad Dog” Lopez and David Sancious. Although Chinnock was plagued throughout his career with unfair Springsteen comparisons (much like Pittsburgh’s Joe Grushecky), the fact is that both artists were products of the same era and place, subjected to many of the same cultural and geographic influences and listening to a lot of the same music. Whereas Springsteen leaned more towards early garage rock and the one-hit-wonders of ‘60s AM radio, Chinnock’s music was influenced more by roots-rock and blues.

When A&R legend John Hammond recommended that Chinnock work on his songwriting, the artist broke away from his heavy touring on the Jersey shore rock scene and moved to Maine in 1974, where he honed his craft while continuing to perform and record. Chinnock later migrated to Nashville during the early-80s at the prompting of musician and producer Harold Bradley. Bradley had received a cassette of his material and got in touch with Chinnock, and the two subsequently became friends. Chinnock was interested in the renewal of country influence on rock music and was impressed by the energy of the Nashville music scene, so he decided to come down and check it out for himself.

Chinnock integrated himself in the local music scene by jumping in headfirst, playing frequently at local clubs and WKDF-sponsored riverboat shows, as well as outdoor shows at Hermitage Landing. I had the pleasure of meeting and interviewing Billy for The Metro magazine in 1985, and witnessed firsthand his dynamic performance at that year’s “Rock For The Animals” show, which included Afrikan Dreamland, Walk The West, The Paper Dolls, Raging Fire, Hard Knox, Roxx and Bill Lloyd and the December Boys – a veritable “who’s who” of the mid-80s Nashville rock underground.

While living in Nashville, Chinnock recorded two landmark albums with producer Bradley – 1985’s independently released Rock & Roll Cowboy, and the 1987 CBS Records release Learning To Survive In The Modern Age, which yielded a minor hit single in the song “Somewhere In The Night.” Chinnock later won an Emmy for “Somewhere In The Night,” which had been used in a daytime soap opera. Chinnock later recorded a chart-topping duet with Roberta Flack which was used as the theme for The Guiding Light television show.

Like many non-country musicians in the “Music City,” Chinnock found a great deal of frustration in Nashville and the local scene. Already a veteran of 20 years of performing and recording, he was more polished and experienced than any of the rockers playing Nashville’s club scene. Although he had a loyal following – mostly blue-collar WKDF listeners – he was dismissed as too slick and mainstream by the local underground. Truth is, Chinnock’s roots-rock style was easily a decade (or two) ahead of its time, and was edgier and had less “commercial potential” at that time than most of Nashville’s more acclaimed “alternative” rock bands.

While I was managing a Nashville pizza delivery restaurant in the late-80s, I noticed an order going out to Chinnock’s Belmont Avenue area home. I hadn’t seen Billy in a couple of years and since I was getting off work, I paid for the pizza and drove over to make the delivery and say “hello.” Chinnock seemed happy to see me and we ended up talking for a couple of hours, off the cuff and mostly “off the record.” He expressed a lot of anger over the way that CBS had been messing with his career…Billy had a new album in the can and was ready to have it released and launch a supporting tour. Considering that Chinnock had just won an Emmy and had the highest profile of his career, I can see why he wanted the album released. However, CBS didn’t think the album “marketable” and, after a prolonged battle, dropped Chinnock from his contract.

The CBS debacle, inexcusable as it was, was not the first time that Chinnock’s work had been obstructed by small-minded label executives. Signed by Paramount Records, the label released his debut album Blues in 1974, but shelved his sophomore effort, Road Master, which was produced by Tom Dowd at the legendary Bell Sound Studios in Los Angeles. To the best of my knowledge, the album has never been released. In the wake of fellow Asbury Park rocker Bruce Springsteen’s success, Atlantic Records signed Chinnock to be their Springsteen and released his album Badlands in 1978. When Badlands went nowhere, the label decided to call it a day (after already recording most of a second album); Chinnock evidently got the rights to his masters back and released the 1980 album himself as Dime Store Heroes.

After spending the better part of the decade fighting the system, by 1990 Chinnock had left Nashville in his rear view mirror as he headed back to Maine, where he would enjoy almost 20 years of creativity and performing. 1990’s Thunder In The Valley, released under the name “Billy & the American Suns,” would be Chinnock’s last major label album. He would continue to record until the end of his life, releasing material on his own indie label, East Coast Records. Chinnock also began to dabble in graphic arts and made a name for himself as a filmmaker and video producer, creating the award-winning film The Forgotten Maine.

Chinnock had suffered from Lyme Disease for eight years, the result of a nasty tick bite. The disease defied treatment, ravaging his immune system and leaving him in a great deal of pain. His mother, who lived with Chinnock and with whom he was very close, died ten days before Chinnock. Consumed with grief and suffering from chronic daily pain, Chinnock evidently saw no other way out than suicide. He was 59 years old, still young by today’s rock & roll standards.

Chinnock’s sister, Caroline Payne, remembers that her brother was never envious of the success enjoyed by the artist many critics unfairly compared his work to. “I never saw him have any of that,” she told the Portland Press Herald. “I never saw any frustration in him, any jealousy like that. He thought Bruce Springsteen was phenomenal.” Although his vocals could often times sound like Springsteen’s, Chinnock’s music was always original, heartfelt and genuine, and over the course of a mostly unheralded career that ran almost four decades, Chinnock released 13 albums and entertained a hell of a lot of people.

As usual, John Hammond was right on target when he called Billy Chinnock “the real essence of American music.”

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Blogger Mark said...


I met Bill Chinnock in 1977, at the Silver Bullet in Moodus, Connecticut, a club in which I played every Thursday night. He played the Bullet several Friday and Saturday nights before moving up to more prominent Connecticut venues like New Haven's Toad's Place. In fact, I was with Bill at the Silver Bullet on his 30th birthday. We always had wonderful conversations about the business and about Bill's growth as a performer and musician. During one of our visits, I mentioned how much his guitar playing had improved. He said he thought he'd honed is songwriting to a point at which he was happy with it, so he'd turned his attention to his chops. Aside from the fact that I've seen very few people command a stage or an audience the way Bill did, his was (in my humble estimation) THE definitive reading of "Georgia On My Mind".

I recently ordered Dime Store Heroes and Out on the Borderline on CD. I have a feeling we’ll never see Badlands on CD because Atlantic Records won’t view it as viable. Our only hope might be that Bill’s passing will draw the attention to his music it deserved. Anyone’s who never heard “Something for Everybody” in live performance missed a thing of beauty and wonder.

Thank you for your post. It's a beautiful remembrance of an amazing man and musician.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

I had the great pleasure of having bill for a friend , When he lived up here in Fairfield Maine , me and my brother used to visit bill on the upper ridge road. we would sit around in the studio for hours and talk, he was always tweeking dime stores he never felt it was quite right, And when Bill played live they would come from all over, Maine Jersy and he would blow them all away, Screw springsteen he got lucky with the "I have seen rocks future and his name is B.S.,notice how thww initals match. Chinnock was 100 times the performer Bruce wants to be and at the end of the show bill will still sighn an autograph.

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Anonymous Trisha Morey said...

While it's true that he'd never had any jealousy or negative feelings, he told me himself once, when I'd missed Bruce by only minutes, that he was an "arrogant ass." lmao. You had to know Bill to know his sense of humor. I think he'd been in Maine too long and we're a bad influence. HA HA HA. True story. Bill was my producer when I was 16 and a very good friend. He was kind enough to honor me with his own slide guitar performance on my album, and his son was kind enough to add some lead guitar. I thought the world of and highly respected him and his family. I use to pop into his studio niw and then just to say "hello" because I enjoyed his company and his creative process. It was infectious. I miss him sorely. He was a presence to be reckoned with, always. The man was all heart and he put everything he was into everything he did. According to his wife, his suffering with lyme disease was severe. I believe that. The man was tough as nails (you have yo be to survive the music industry) and drivin like a locomotive by whatever force moves the most talented artists and he was in fact an artist. People speak about his music career, but they neglect to talk about his other talents - photography (he did all of the photography work for my first album himself) and advertising, to list a few. He wouldn't have left without a fight. We miss you Bill. Give 'em hell up there.

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