Peter Frampton ison this site, but oddly, we never got around to discussing what Nick deadpanned was that “certain mid-1970s double live album,” Framptom Comes Alive (1976). No, this isn’t review #1,206,762 on that exhaustively-evaluated relic of seventies album rock. We’ll just pull one song out of there for inspection, one that wasn’t later pooped on by . In fact, this is really just a look at one certain performance of said song.
“Do You Feel Like We Do?” in many ways epitomized those times, when good ol’ debauchery was not only guilt-free and celebrated, but when it was all done, the battle cry became “Come on, let’s do it again!” “Do You Feel…” was That Seventies Song for other reasons, too: it’s a long, extended blues-based jam in the proud tradition of The Allman Brothers Band. And even harder rock back then had a stronger sense of melody. This song’s melody, though, is really three of ’em pasted together: the rock-jazz fusion intro with its keyboards/guitar unison lines, the main, full-on rock vocal part and that extended, laid-back section that Frampton used for noodling, ripping and riffing on his black Les Paul. Today those licks seem almost standard fare, but Framp is one of the reasons why such fare became emulated so much.
The video below documents his performance of the song on the late night music program The Midnight Special back in 1975. I’m pretty sure this came before the version that got taped for the blockbuster Frampton Comes Alive album that was issued the following year, but you can already see where the components of his success were in place. For one thing, Frampton actively worked the crowd and tried to get them involved, and he kept the song moving along through it’s various phases despite it’s ten minute length. What’s also a little interesting is that all the parts I thought were made up on the spot on the record were all there on the show’s appearance. To paraphrase Rod Stewart, his “ad libbed lines were well rehearsed.”
Even that infamous “talk box” episode is all there in full in this earlier version. Naughty words aside that device might be a little gimmick-y, but in the Englishman’s hands, it still sounds nice and funky to me. Call me a hopeless nostalgic, but I still dig that humanized sound it makes.
About thirty-five years later, after being saturated with this song for the first two or three of those years, I can still listen to “Do You Feel Like We Do?” and say at the end of it “Come on, let’s do it again!”