Monday, April 25, 2016

Save It For Later (acoustic) - Pete Townshend.wmv

                                                                  

Two dozen other dirty lovers
Must be a sucker for it
Cry, cry, but I don't need my mother
Just hold my hand while I come
To a decision on it
Sooner or later
Your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later
Don't run away and let me down
Sooner or later
You hit the deck you get found out
Save it for later
Don't run away and let me down
You let me down
Black air and seven seas
All rotten through, but what can you do?
I don't know how I'm meant to act
With all of you lot
Sometimes, I don't try
I just now, now, now
Sooner or later
Your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later
Don't run away and let me down
Sooner or later
You hit the deck you get found out
Save it for later
Don't run away and let me down
You let me down, you run away
Run away and let me down
Why don"t hold me
Why don"t you hold me and kiss me now
Two dozen other stupid reasons
Why we should suffer for this

Don't bother trying to explain them
Just hold my hand, while I come

To a decision on it
Sooner or later
Your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later
Don't run away and let me down
You let me down
Sooner or later
You'll hit the deck you'll get found out
Save it for later
Hold me
Hold me why don't you hold me and kiss me now
Save it for later
Save it for later
Don't run away run away
Run away and hold me down
Run away and let me down



Carlos Santana & Eric Clapton Live

Crystal Blue Persuasion - Concrete Blonde *1994*

Doc Thomas Group - I'll Be Doggone

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

AXE - The Child Dreams (1969)






Very rare private psychedelic press from 1969-70.                                                  


Long ago in times of old,
when knights in armor were strong and bold,
when fairies lived beneath the trees
and flew about on bumblebees.
They bathed and swam in moonlight shafts,
and for miles around, you heard their laughs.
In toadstools large and small
are tiny lights and chimneys tall.
Fiery dragons roar through caves
sending out a mist-like haze.
Fat, stout trolls beneath bridges lie
Waiting to grab whatever comes by...

Think I know what such a place
where spiders spin pure webs of lace.
I will take you there with me
and together forever we will be
in the land of no return
like Peter Pan we live and learn.

Alexander "Skip" Spence - Little Hands

                                                        Speaking of Skip Spence....this off of his solo LP "OAR"  from 1969 after his breakdown and committal. Recorded in Nashville, he played all of the instruments on the LP. When it came out the album was a critical and commercial flop but has gained wings over the years for its gritty portrayal of someone struggling with their sanity. Spotty at best but brilliant at times. This track along with "War in Peace" are my two faves from the LP. Our (north america's) version of Syd.

 Little hands clapping
Children are laughing
Little hands clapping all over the world

Piper is piping
Drummers are drumming
Little hands clapping all over the world

Little hands clapping
Children are sharing
Little loves loving, all little boys and girls

Children are singing
The truths that they're bringing
Freedom is ringing all 'round the world

Come let us meet them
Ah, yes, we will greet them

Little hands clapping
Children are caring
Piper is calling all over the world

Out in the street
The sick that you meet
How many friends do you call your own?

Come let us meet them
Yes, we will greet them

Children are clapping
Children are caring
Children are shattering records and rules

Little hands caring
Little hands sharing
The old ones and the gold ones and the family jewels

Come let us meet them
Yes, we will greet them

Little hands clapping
Children are happy
Little hands loving all 'round the world

Little hands clasping
Truth they are grasping
A world with no pain for one and all

And they are learning
Their souls, they are yearning
A nice place to play and no place to fall

Come let us meet them
Ah, yes, we will greet them

Steel "Guitar" Dan - "Brooklyn Owes The Charmer Under Me"

                                                       Thanks Max for your SD post. It inspired me to track down this oft overlooked classic.

A race of angels bound with one another
A dish of dollars laid out for all to see
A tower room at Eden Rock
His golf at noon for free

Brooklyn owes the charmer under me
Brooklyn owes the charmer under me

His lady's aching to bring a body down
She daily preaches on where she wants to be
An evening with a movie queen
A face we all have seen

Brooklyn owes the charmer under me
Brooklyn owes the charmer under me

A case of aces done up loose for dealing
A piece of island cooling in the sea
The whole of time we gain or lose
And power enough to choose

Brooklyn owes the charmer under me
Brooklyn owes the charmer under me
Yeah, Brooklyn owes the charmer under me
Brooklyn owes the charmer under me

Steely Dan - ONLY A FOOL WOULD SAY THAT

The Musical Box - Genesis - Live Belgian TV - 1972

Genesis - The Cinema Show



I had a favorite dog named Father Tiresias. Mr. Ty for short. He went everywhere with me, Florida on a plane, many trips to Baja California, even my honeymoon. I miss that bugger...

Popeye Movie CLIP - He Needs Me (1980) HD

Wilson Pickett - Sugar Sugar

Moby Grape - Hey Grandma - 1967 + Live 2010 Austin

                                                   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
Live with original band member Jerry Miller tearing it up on lead guitar......he, along with Cipollina, created the searing SF guitar sound....awesome stuff!!!

Dolly Parton - Stairway to Heaven Live

Stairway to punitive damages


Bring it on...


Monday, April 11, 2016

King Crimson - Elephant Talk (LIVE 1995)

U2 - The Unforgettable Fire

"Why Does Love Got to be So Sad?" - Derek and the Dominos

John Cipollina Tribute (August 24, 1943 – May 29, 1989) - Terry & The Pirates - "Inlaws and Outlaws"

                                                        The originator of the SF guitar sound. Copied by many but equaled by none...his piercing guitar cut through like razor blades. In 2003 Rolling Stone ranked him #32 on their list of the 100 greatest guitars players of all time. A great example of what made him so special here.

Sonic Youth - Superstar

Grizzly Bear and The National do Terrapin

Jokerman





 Standing on the waters casting your bread

 While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing

 Distant ships sailing into the mist

 You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing

 Freedom just around the corner for you

 But with the truth so far off, what good will it do?



 Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune

 Bird fly high by the light of the moon

 Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman



 So swiftly the sun sets in the sky

 You rise up and say goodbye to no one

 Fools rush in where angels fear to tread

 Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don’t show one

 Shedding off one more layer of skin

 Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within



 Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune

 Bird fly high by the light of the moon

 Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman



 You’re a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds

 Manipulator of crowds, you’re a dream twister

 You’re going to Sodom and Gomorrah

 But what do you care? Ain’t nobody there would want to marry your sister

 Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame

 You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name



 Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune

 Bird fly high by the light of the moon

 Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman



 Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy

 The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers

 In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed

 Michelangelo indeed could’ve carved out your features

 Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space

 Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face



 Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune

 Bird fly high by the light of the moon

 Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman



 Well, the rifleman’s stalking the sick and the lame

 Preacherman seeks the same, who’ll get there first is uncertain

 Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks

 Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain

 False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin

 Only a matter of time ’til night comes steppin’ in



 Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune

 Bird fly high by the light of the moon

 Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman



 It’s a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey

 A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet

 He’ll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat

 Take the motherless children off the street

 And place them at the feet of a harlot

 Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants

 Oh, Jokerman, you don’t show any response



 Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune

 Bird fly high by the light of the moon

 Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman



Copyright © 1983 by Special Rider Music


Saturday, April 9, 2016

"Grateful Dead" New Potato Caboose 08/24/68

The Bed's Too Big Without You - The Police

Chill Factor

GOT ALOT ON MY HEAD..THE CARS

Beautiful Dawn by The Wailin' Jennys

Acadian Driftwood - The Band

                                                           

Wonderful storytelling about a real life tragedy....a fascinating history of the cajuns.



The war was over and the spirit was broken
The hills were smokin' as the men withdrew
We stood on the cliffs and watched the ships
Slowly sinking to their rendezvous


They signed a treaty and our homes were taken

Loved ones forsaken, they didn't give a damn
Try to raise a family, end up the enemy
Over what went down on the plains of Abraham
Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind
They call my home the land of snow


Canadian cold front movin' in
What a way to ride, oh, what a way to go
Then some returned to the motherland
The high command had them cast away
And some stayed on to finish what they started
They never parted, they're just built that way


We had kin livin' south of the border
They're a little older and they've been around
They wrote in a letter, life is a whole lot better
So pull up your stakes, children and come on down
Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind
They call my home the land of snow

Canadian cold front movin' in
What a way to ride, oh, what a way to go


Fifteen under zero when the day became a threat
My clothes were wet and I was drenched to the bone
Been out ice fishing, too much repetition
Make a man wanna leave the only home he's known


Sailed out of the Gulf headin' for Saint Pierre
Nothin' to declare, all we had was gone
Broke down along the coast but what hurt the most
When the people there said, "You better keep movin' on"
Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind
They call my home the land of snow
Canadian cold front movin' in
What a way to ride, oh, what a way to go


Everlasting summer filled with ill-content
This government had us walkin' in chains
This isn't my turf, this ain't my season
Can't think of one good reason to remain


We've worked in the sugar fields up from New Orleans
It was ever green up until the floods
You could call it an omen,
points you where you're goin'
Set my compass north, I got winter in my blood
Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind
They call my home the land of snow
Canadian cold front movin' in
What a way to ride, oh, what a way to go


Sais tu, Acadie j'ai le mal du paysTa neige,
Acadie, fait des larmes au soleil
J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle ooh
J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle ooh

Mountain - Nantucket Sleighride

                                                       
Goodbye, little Robin-Marie
Don't try following me
Don't cry, little Robin-Marie
'Cause you know I'm coming home soon

My ships' leaving on a three-year tour
The next tide will take us from shore
Windlaced, gather in sail and spray
On a search for the mighty sperm whale

Fly your willow branches
Wrap your body round my soul
Lay down your reeds and drums on my soft sheets
There are years behind us reaching
To the place where hearts are beating
And I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet
And I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet

Starbuck's sharpening his harpoon
The black man is playing his tune
An old salt's sleeping his watch away
He'll be drunk again before noon

Three years sailing on bended knee
We found no whales in the sea
Don't cry, little Robin-Marie
'Cause we'll be in sight of land soon

Fly your willow branches
Wrap your body round my soul
Lay down your reeds and drums on my soft sheets
There are years behind us reaching
To the place where hearts are beating
And I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet
And I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Danseparc (Every Day It's Tomorrow) / Martha and the Muffins

Marc Almond- Tears Run Rings

Pets - Porno For Pyros.wmv

The B 52's "Private Idaho" (Original Video Clip)

52 Girls

Alley Cats - Nothing Means Nothing Anymore (Urgh!)

SVT You Don't Rock Me Oct 27, 1979

The Damned - Alone Again Or (1987)

X - Johhny Hit And Run Pauline

DEAD MILKMEN - BITCHIN' CAMARO

Richard Hell and the Voidoids: Blank Generation

Johnny Thunders - You Can't Put Your Arms Around a Memory (1978)

George and Elvis

Martha & The Muffins-Echo Beach

Squeeze - Annie get your gun

Nick Lowe-I Love the Sound of Breaking Glass

The Call - I Still Believe (Great Design)

Graham Parker - Get Started, Start a Fire

Take Me to Church // Hozier // Cover by Andie

Andie Isalie - Blackbird [Beatles cover]

U2 HD Gloria Live at Red Rocks 1983

Dominique

Violent Femmes - Blister in the Sun

Pretenders - Up The Neck - Capitol Theatre - Sept 27th 1980

Chroma Key S.O.S.

                                                        ex Dream Theater keyboardist  Kevin Moore and crew.