Creedence Clearwater Revival’s ‘Pendulum’ and ‘Mardi Gras’ Set for Half-Speed Mastered 180-Gram Vinyl Reissues

Creedence Clearwater Revival’s ‘Pendulum’ and ‘Mardi Gras’ Set for Half-Speed Mastered 180-Gram Vinyl Reissues

American Blues Scene Staff

CCR’s sixth and seventh studio albums include classic hits “Have You Ever Seen the Rain,” “Hey Tonight,” and “Sweet Hitch-Hiker”

Craft Recordings continues their salute to the enduring musical legacy of Creedence Clearwater Revival with the release of half-speed mastered editions of the band’s two final albums: Pendulum, their closing studio album released 50 years ago, and 1972’s Mardi Gras.

Pressed on 180-gram vinyl and set for release February 12th, both records were mastered by the award-winning engineer Miles Showell at Abbey Road Studios. Available for pre-order now, these audiophile-quality LPs come housed in beautifully crafted jackets (tip-on gatefold for Pendulum and embossed for Mardi Gras), replicating the albums’ original packaging.

Photo courtesy of Aaron Feterl/Chummy Press

Pendulum, which marked CCR’s second release of 1970—following Cosmo’s Factory—was a unique title in the band’s catalog for several reasons. First, the album was the group’s sole LP to feature all original material. Typically, CCR sprinkled covers of blues songs, traditional material, and rock ‘n’ roll standards into each of their albums, putting their own spin on classic favorites. Pendulum also found the guitar-heavy group expanding their sonic palate—experimenting with new sounds (including the use of saxophones, vocal choirs, and keyboards) and even venturing into psychedelia.

The quartet’s musical explorations paid off. Not only was Pendulum a critical success, but it also spawned two global Top Ten hits: the reflective “Have You Ever Seen the Rain” and the upbeat “Hey Tonight.” The singles, released as a double A-side in 1971, peaked at No.8 on the Billboard Hot 100. Other highlights included the stomper “Molina,” the bluesy “Pagan’s Groove” and the twangy “Sailor’s Lament.”

Recently, “Have You Ever Seen the Rain” gained renewed popularity with the 2018 launch of a new official music video featuring Sasha Frolova, Jack Quaid, and Erin Moriarty (the latter two also featuring in Amazon’s smash hit series, The Boys), introducing the song to a new generation. To date, the video—available on the official CCR YouTube channel—has received over 61 million plays.

Creedence Clearwater Revival’s seventh and final studio album, 1972’s Mardi Gras, followed the departure of founding member and rhythm guitarist Tom Fogerty. The album, however, found the remaining trio of musicians taking a more collaborative approach to songwriting. Prior to Mardi Gras, frontman John Fogerty was the band’s creative leader—writing, arranging, and producing the majority of every album.

For Mardi Gras, bassist Stu Cook and drummer Doug Clifford not only penned many of the tracks (including Cook’s hard-driving “Door to Door,” and Clifford’s rollicking “Tearin’ Up the Country”) but also sang on them. Other highlights off the album include a cover of the rockabilly classic “Hello Mary Lou,” as well as the Fogerty-penned rocker “Sweet Hitch-Hiker”—a Top Ten hit in the US, Australia, Canada, and across Europe. The poignant “Someday Never Comes,” meanwhile, marked the group’s final single.

While the band members went their separate ways after Mardi Gras, Creedence Clearwater Revival’s legacy only continued to grow. Today, CCR remains one of the best-selling groups of all time, thanks to their trove of generation-defining hits and their singular, roots-rock sound.

Roughly half a century later, CCR fans can enjoy a new vibrancy when they revisit Pendulum and Mardi Gras, thanks to the exacting process of half-speed mastering. Using high-res transfers from the original analog tapes, the process involves playing back the audio at half its recorded speed while the cutting lathe is also turned to half the desired playback speed. The technique allows more time to cut a micro-precise groove, resulting in more accuracy with frequency extremes and dynamic contrasts. The result on the turntables is an exceptional level of sonic clarity and punch.

 Both of these special pressings were previously released only as part of Creedence’s collectible, seven-LP The Studio Albums Collection box set, and follow standalone reissues of the band’s first five albums—available here.

 Earlier this year, the three surviving members of CCR spoke with Uncut and reflected on their time in the band. “We didn’t get to where we got just falling off a log,” said John Fogerty, as he spoke of the band’s tireless work ethic. “It’s a wonderful thing to have a goal and then to attain it, more or less.”

 Stu Cook compared the band’s rise to “a rocket ride, we went up so fast. We burned until we burned out, in three-and-a-half years from start to finish.” But, while brief, those years together brought the group unparalleled creative achievement and global success. “We had a magic band,” recalled Doug Clifford. “We got high playing the music.” Fogerty added that he was “humbly pleased” knowing that, 50 years later, CCR’s music “is still relevant, that people still care about it. That’s just so satisfying.”

 Pre-order Pendulum or Mardi Gras half-speed masters, with special bundles offered via the Craft Recordings store. A limited gold vinyl edition of Pendulum is also available exclusively via Vinyl, Me Please.

 

Tracklist – Pendulum:

 Side A:

  • Pagan Baby
  • Sailor’s Lament
  • Chameleon
  • Have You Ever Seen the Rain
  • (Wish I Could) Hideaway
  • Side B:

  • Born to Move
  • Hey Tonight
  • It’s Just a Thought
  • Molina
  • Rude Awakening #2
  • Tracklist – Mardi Gras:

    Side A:

  • Lookin’ for a Reason
  • Take It Like a Friend
  • Need Someone to Hold
  • Tearin’ Up the Country
  • Someday Never Comes
  • Side B:

  • What Are You Going to Do
  • Sail Away
  • Hello Mary Lou
  • Door to Door
  • Sweet Hitch-Hiker
  • Wiz Khalifa – Get It On Your Own

    [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
    Now you ain’t gon’ get it to it if you don’t let yourself
    And if you out there on your grind, better protect yourself
    Don’t let them do nothing for you, go on and get it yourself
    Weigh your options, you ain’t gotta wait for nobody else
    And you can’t check me unless you check yourself
    And you can’t help me unless you help yourself
    Don’t let them do nothing for you, go on and get it yourself
    Weigh your options, you ain’t gotta wait for nobody else

    [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
    Uh, I got a lot of live for
    Weed, I got a lot to give
    I’m tryna find a spot to get and dodging these cops that be trying to watch the kid
    It all depends on what the options is
    I stay positive but still focused on haters because they all plotting
    Ain’t trying to say it but they all watching
    And I know that I’m they favourite
    But I wouldn’t be here if I was faking
    Fuck all the money they say they making
    Don’t hit my line if you ain’t changing things
    Know about the bullshit the paper bringing
    In the presence of people I plan on being like
    Ain’t fucking with you cause we don’t think alike, uh

    [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
    Now you ain’t gon’ get it to it if you don’t let yourself
    And if you out there on your grind, better protect yourself
    Don’t let them do nothing for you, go on and get it yourself
    Weigh your options, you ain’t gotta wait for nobody else
    And you can’t check me unless you check yourself
    And you can’t help me unless you help yourself
    Don’t let them do nothing for you, go on and get it yourself
    Weigh your options, you ain’t gotta wait for nobody else

    [Verse 2: Wiz Khalfia]
    Been around the world and ya ya ya
    Been rollin’ KK, gettin’ everybody high
    Smokin’ in places I ain’t even supposed to but they’ll never track
    Getting bitches naked like Mardi Gras
    We already fried when we walk in the party
    That’s when the conversation starts
    Them cameras all in our faces
    We don’t care ’bout what they say
    Get money three different places at the same time
    Pull up, hop out, no shirt on and skip the line
    Niggas, you really be sick of lieing
    Booking me all these shows like I ain’t really sick of flying
    All I know is the grind
    Rolling the biggest joints, never show up on time
    Shorty, we smoke like it ain’t a crime
    Taylor Gang or you dieing

    [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
    Now you ain’t gon’ get it to it if you don’t let yourself
    And if you out there on your grind, better protect yourself
    Don’t let them do nothing for you, go on and get it yourself
    Weigh your options, you ain’t gotta wait for nobody else
    And you can’t check me unless you check yourself
    And you can’t help me unless you help yourself
    Don’t let them do nothing for you, go on and get it yourself
    Weigh your options, you ain’t gotta wait for nobody else

    Fatback Band – King Tim III lyrics

    Alright y’all
    Here we go!
    Just clap your hands
    Then stomp your feet
    Cos’ you’re listenin’ to the sound
    Of the sure shot brat
    I’m the K-I-N-G, the T-I-M
    King Tim the third and I am him
    Just me, Fatback and the crew
    We’re doin’ it all just for you
    We’re strong as an ox
    And tall as a tree
    We can rock you so viciously
    We throw the height in your eyes
    And bass in your face
    We’re the funk machine
    That rocks the human race
    Skate down, boogie shock
    Come on girl, let’s do the rock
    Slam dunk, do the jerk
    Lemme see your body work
    To the break everybody, to the break everybody
    2, 4, 6, 8…
    Fatback don’t you hesitate
    Party people who like the groove
    Now the time to make your body move
    Doin’ to the rhythm, and let it all hang out
    Don’t be jivin’, you got to show what you be about
    Catch it, catch it, catch the beat…
    Do it to me and I’ll do it to you (say what)
    To the break that keep the same ol’ beat.
    ‘Bout a while ago I wanted to know
    Just who you’ve been listenin’ to
    I’m the voice of King Tim III
    Tellin’ what I want you to do
    A little left hand right hand in the air
    And you’re slammin’ like you just don’t care
    Put your left leg out, the right leg in
    Say the left is out and the right is in
    About a quarter to four somebody was at your door
    Well you wondered “who it was?”
    And you started to shake n’ shiver
    So I said it was me, yo, little old cous.
    I said “opened the door n’ let me in”
    I’ll rock ya so good, you won’t hear it again, I’ll rock ya so good, you heard bells ring, they went ring ding dang, ding, ding, ding…
    To the break everybody
    Do it to me, n’ I’ll do it to you
    Stomp your feet then claps your hand
    Cos’ you’re listenin’ to the sound of the Fatback Band
    Ain’t nothing new in what I do
    Cos’ i’m doin’ it all just for you
    I’m hotter than the tea, I’m sweeter than honey
    I’m not doin’ it for the money
    I’m sugarcoated double dunk chocolate MC man
    I’m sweeter than the almond joy
    And gramma’s sweet old jam
    I’m the modified, the rectified, kazinctified, quadruplified, kaput the fied, kazuktafied, to rock you all mind all the time
    To the break everybody
    It’s on in, on in, on in, on
    Like hot butter on say wot the popcorn
    Do it to me n’ I’ll do it to you…
    To the break everybody
    You keep the tap in your step, the hip in your hop
    You don’t stop till you get on the mount top
    Once you reached the top you won’t be alone
    You got King Tim on the microphone
    Just grab your partner, you start to swing
    Cos’ i’m well known just like Burger King
    I don’t sell burgers or french fries
    I’m only here to make your nature rise
    Just grab your partner round n’ round
    And grab her by the butt n’ boogie down
    Just open up your jacket, and open up her brass
    And dance like at the Mardi Gras
    I’m the man of action, the main attraction
    The girls call me the satisfaction
    I’m the Romeo, the Casanova
    Here tonight I’m gonna get over
    To the break everybody…

    Lil Yachty – Bentley Couple

    [Intro: Gucci Mane]
    Haan
    (Absolutely)

    [Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
    And I just nutted on Trinity
    Bitch, bitch you not you, you a mini-me
    Fuck up that fuck up in any facility
    Suckin’ on dick must be your main ability
    Hatin’ ass nigga, ol’ fakin’ ass nigga
    I’ll fry you on a pan, ol’ bacon ass nigga
    Bacon ass nigga, lyin’ on your figures
    You don’t pull triggers, nigga, you such a bitch
    Bitch, you don’t pull triggers, you such a snitch
    Neck full of water, my diamonds glist’
    250 cash, I might drop on that Bentley, bitch
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe
    [Hook: Lil Yachty + Gucci Mane]
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe
    It’s Gucci! Let’s go
    I might go cop me a skrrrt skrrrt skrrrt
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe
    It’s Gucci!
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe
    I might go cop me a skrrrt skrrrt skrrrt

    [Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
    I might go cop me a don
    In the hood I’m like LeBron
    It’s so much ice on my watch and my pinky
    That haters wanna cut off my arm
    Way too much sauce, I’m like Uzi, Uzi
    Water drippin’, I’m jacuzzi, ‘cuzzi
    She suckin’ it up like a smoothie, smoothie
    I think I’m in love like Choosey Susie
    Haters sayin’ what they gon’ do to me
    Beefin’ with niggas not new to me
    Watch what you say now, Gucci don’t play now
    EA my playground, I love how the K sound
    Me and Lil Yachty in Nautica (Nautica)
    Polar bear, Gucci, Antarctica (BRRR!)
    20 chains on like Mardi Gras
    Woke up this mornin’, bought another car
    Too much pressure will smother yah
    You know the real niggas don’t fuck with yah
    We spillin’ Ace of Spades on the furniture
    And I’ll wet a nigga up like a water gun
    So many Rollies, got my brother one
    Bust at your boy, get another gun
    I raised you lil’ boys, you my other sons
    Guwop just spazzed out on another one, Wop!

    [Hook: Lil Yachty]
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe (skrrt skrrt)
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe (skrrt skrrt)
    I might go cop me a skrrrt skrrrt skrrrt (Lil Boat!)
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe (Lil Boat!)
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe
    I might go cop me a Bentley coupe
    I might go cop me a skrrrt skrrrt skrrrt

    [Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
    Niggas be mad ’cause I’m richer
    I’ll spit on your sister, I pity Marissa
    She should’ve fucked with me back when I ain’t had shit
    Now my money sittin’ tall on giraffe shit
    Shout out them Southside bloods in Jurassic
    Ask how I’m doin’, bitch nigga, I’m fantastic
    Just got a new bitch, she like doin’ gymnastics
    I wrap up that sack with a string of elastic (Lil Boat!)
    Yeah, I might go cop me a Bentley coupe (skrrt skrrt)
    I might go cop me some Spanish food
    These hatin’ ass rappin’ ass niggas be mad
    They mad ’cause niggas is no longer into you
    Damn, your money short like an interlude (lil’ money!)
    Ain’t no tellin’ what I’m finna do
    Got a crew with amenities, touch me, they strokin’ me
    They look at boy like he the holy trinity
    Uh, but I encourage philanthropy
    Yeah and I ball when I rap like I’m Master P
    If one more old ass nigga say somethin’ ’bout 2Pac or Biggie
    I might lose my sanity
    Lil Boat!

    [Outro: Lil Yachty]
    Nah forreal, man, I don’t know nothin’ about that shit, man, stop askin’ me ’bout that shit. Ain’t gon’ tell y’all too many times, man, I’m young and I’m rich. You prolly mad ’cause your kids keep playin’ me. They not gon’ stop playin’ me. It’s Lil Boat, bitch. Suck my dick.