Transformer and "Walk on the Wild Side" were
both major hits in 1972, to the surprise of both Lou Reed and the music
industry, and with Reed suddenly a hot commodity, he used his newly won clout
to make the most ambitious album of his career, Berlin. Berlin was the musical
equivalent of a drug-addled kid set loose in a candy store; the album's songs,
which form a loose story line about a doomed romance between two chemically
fuelled bohemians, were fleshed out with a huge, boomy production (Bob Ezrin at
his most grandiose) and arrangements overloaded with guitars, keyboards, horns,
strings, and any other kitchen sink that was handy (the session band included
Jack Bruce, Steve Winwood, Aynsley Dunbar, and Tony Levin). And while Reed had
often been accused of focusing on the dark side of life, he and Ezrin
approached Berlin as their opportunity to make The Most Depressing Album of All
Time, and they hardly missed a trick. This all seemed a bit much for an artist
who made such superb use of the two-guitars/bass/drums line-up with the Velvet
Underground, especially since Reed doesn't even play electric guitar on the
album; the sheer size of Berlin ultimately overpowers both Reed and his
material. But if Berlin is largely a failure of ambition, that sets it apart from
the vast majority of Reed's lesser works; Lou's vocals are both precise and
impassioned, and though a few of the songs are little more than sketches, the
best -- "How Do You Think It Feels," "Oh, Jim," "The
Kids," and "Sad Song" -- are powerful, bitter stuff. It's hard
not to be impressed by Berlin, given the sheer scope of the project, but while
it earns an A for effort, the actual execution merits more of a B-.