Andrea True Connection
More More More

ANDREA TRUE CONNECTION - More, more, more (Buddah LP, 1976)

Some like it... and some don't: I like it, said the Prince; and yes, I like it too, I say.

Yes, I know, a few years have passed since this early Buddah records, stars and starlets of music have risen, shone, and then set, in this sublunary world where everything is transient. But desire, both musical and sexual, erases the limits of the body, and in the end, there's no trouble in uttering the statement that follows: how sexy Andrea True is!

The exclamation is one of wonder and adoration for the erotic power left immaculate in the lascivious voice of the porn diva Andrea, queen of disco music of those years. Once there were the disco queens, today you have Avril Lavigne, and forgive the rhyme. Or take your pick of troublesome ones, like Nelly Furtado. And, closer to home, are we sure none of us deserve them Carmen Consoli and her faux-lesbian diatribes of psychosocial incommunicability, pseudo Tracy Chapman, or Laura Pausini, the Latin beauty of culinary song...

Our sleep of reason, forgetful of the disco queens, has created these monsters, capable of ruining even an easy cover like Io canto. But I don't want to lose the feeling, I've got a 33 of Andrea True on the turntable that pumps like crazy, and in a bit, a friend of mine is coming over in leopard-print leggings to do a striptease to the groove of More, more, more.

From the disco everyone was infected, absolutely everyone, from the Stones to Battisti, from Marley to Rod Stewart. Nobody was spared, I saw flocks of raw rockers convert to the reflux. Andrea True made a worldwide boom with More..., which even made it back in the recent series "SEX AND THE CITY".

Our heroine was a naked chestnut-blonde filly born in Nashville, but by the late '60s, she moved to New York to pursue an acting career, and after playing secondary roles in modestly successful films, she dove body and soul into hard-core. She never gave up her passion for singing, and luck - or fate, as one might say - turned in her favor.

In 1975 in Jamaica, with producer Gregg Diamond, she recorded "More More More" remixed by Tom Moulton on the Buddah Records label: the song reached no.4 on the US chart. The single was followed by a self-titled album and the subsequent "What's your name, what's your number" from which various singles were extracted: great sales, which were not, however, replicated by the subsequent "White Witch", the LP that marked the end of her successful career.

While in Jamaica for work, she met producer Gregg Diamond who had her audition for the song More, more, more: it was good on the first take, without her even realizing they were recording while she rehearsed, sexual moans included ("I was tired and thought we were just getting levels and lining up the tracks... I always thought I could have done it better"). The horn section was recruited in Kingston and contributes to creating the dreamy and sensual Caribbean atmosphere of the track. From small clubs, success was progressive and unstoppable, the first big hit for the indie label Buddha Records, and from Billboard to worldwide. Also famous was the remixing by DJ Tom Moulton, the inventor of the disco-remix. More more more has influenced a slew of composers of B-movie erotic film soundtracks in Italy.

The album was thus written in a short time and reflects, besides the Silver Convention sound - those of Fly Robin Fly and Get Up and Boogie -, the early hits of Donna Summer, as well as the New York funk (PARTY LINE, which opens the album). CALL ME, a melodic disco track with a nice prominent piano, then KEEP IT UP LONGER, FILL ME UP (HEART TO HEART). The titles are eloquent, keep it inside more, fill it up-heart to heart-, but what more could you want to create a DREAMY AND AROUSING atmosphere with a monastic girl who's up for it?

P.s. On the CD you can find another great dance hit, What's your name, what's your naumer

V.R.