BOBBY DARIN - “Mack The Knife”
(16th October 1959)
From dream lovers to an unpleasant wake-up call: Darin snaps his fingers and Kurt Weill ushers the spooning teenagers offstage pronto - one lovestuck girl remains and so Bobby sings her this nasty little song. Everything about “Mack The Knife” is grown-up - the reeling return of swing and wit to the top of the charts; the bloody lyrics; the predatory glee; and Darin’s conversational tone, more patter than singing. “That cement is just - it’s there for the weight, dear” - a horrified thrill transmits from Darin’s fictional audience to his real audience and all the way to the present day. And then the horns slam in for the final verse and you’re part of Darin’s world, of Mack’s world; you’re complicit.
Darin was the first heart-throb to find the exit door: if you want to move on, get nasty. If you do it convincingly, you’ll take the best of your fans with you. If not, you’re an embarrassment. Bobby Darin convinced: “Mack The Knife” was his key and pop stars are still trying to fit it to that lock - step forward Robbie Williams and Gareth Gates. You only need look at Gates to know his version won’t work, and as for Robbie, his swing recordings are expressions of respect, the very thing he built his second chance by torching. Mack would make short work of them both, and do it with a smile. 7
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FT's Doctor Mod on November 15th, 2006
Well, now–just how many songs about mass murderers become number one hits? I really wonder if many of Bobby’s fans really noticed back in 1959. I was only eight then, but I can remember the song was EVERYWHERE.
In retrospect, it strikes me as just too, too manneristic (not to be confused with mannerly). Darin had a lot of talent, but here he tries the Sinatra wiseguy stuff and pushes it a bit too much. Anyone who wants to know what the song sounds like with all the false bravado–and understand it as it was meant to be understood–should check out Marianne Faithfull’s version on her Twentieth-Century Blues CD. The translated lyrics are much closer to the German original–brutally so. Or, better yet, listen to the original Lotte Lenya recording of the Weill/Brecht .
rosie on May 3rd, 2008
How many songs by headbanging German marxists get to number one? But this one is pretty much indestructible. Bobby Darin playing at being Sinatra is fun and I can understand why one so talented might want to break out of the straitjacket.
I’m very fond of Ute Lempe’s vampish interpretation. But the most chillingly evocative version for me came from an itinerant theatrical troupe doing a life of Brecht at the terrible Open University Summer School in York in 1982 - the week in which the Great Open University Murder (of Dr Elizabeth Howe by a student called Robin Pask) took place.
See my short story Shark, which was inspired by this event.
wichita lineman on August 21st, 2008
This had already been a hit three times (as Theme from the Threepenny Opera) by the time Bobby swung into action. Louis Armstrong’s version is closest to BD’s, with it’s astonishing opening line “Dig, man! There goes Mack the Knife!” I wonder if Louis was prone to such celeb-killer spotting outbursts: “Hey look everyone! It’s that Fonz-like Peter Sutcliffe!”, or “Who’s the cat that won’t cop out when there’s danger all about? Harold Shipman!”
Anyway, the very similar spring ‘56 versions by the Dick Hyman Trio (no.9) and Billy Vaughn (no.12) are something quite different. Both retain the Weimar atmosphere lost by Bobby D via their unlikely combination of harpsichord, brush drums, and whistling (echoes of Harry Lime, here); there’s just enough minor chordery thrown in to add a delicate menace. Either single is highly recommended.
mike on August 21st, 2008
Also highly recommended is the Rubén Blades homage to “Mack The Knife”: “Pedro Navaja”. One of the most celebrated salsa recordings of all time, and justifiably so. (I had it on my most recent Muxtape, until the RIAA shut the service down….)
Mark G on August 22nd, 2008
If you want a brutal version, seek out Billy Mackenzie’s version, as performed on Frank Chickens’ “Karaoke” TV show…
DJ Punctum on August 22nd, 2008
Sadly not on YouTube but I do remember that particular nugget from the golden age of Channel 4…
Jonathan Bogart on September 14th, 2008
Just wanted to make the note that Macheath isn’t really a mass murderer, not in the context of the original play, and not at least as I understood the term. He’s closer to Tony Soprano than to Dexter Morgan (Dexter is known across the Atlantic, right?) — a criminal gang lord, pimp, and racketeer. Yes, he’s a killer, but he kills his enemies and those who get in his way, not indiscriminately.
The Americanized hit version(s) of “Mack The Knife” have more to do with the stories of Damon Runyon, where criminals and lowlifes are made figures of fun, a sort of cultural memory of the widespread lawlessness of the Prohibition era, than with actual criminality or murder.
DJ Punctum on September 15th, 2008
Did Mack the Knife also help old ladies across the road and was he nice to his mother as well as only killing his own?
Mark G on September 15th, 2008
No, that was his brother, Jack the Knife.
rosie on September 15th, 2008
He did lots of work for charity and kept the streets clean.
DJ Punctum on September 15th, 2008
Every time he threw one of his own through the window of Gunther’s Bierkerller he always paid for a replacement window and it was fitted first thing in the morning. He had lovely manners, a real gentleman with a heart of pure gold.