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- Thread starter Michael Scally MD
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Classic.
I grew up listening to jazz because of my father. I wonder what he'd think about some of what I listen to now lol.
Horace Silver was one I really liked.
A time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence
A time of confidences
Long ago it must be
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They're all that's left you
I've been mad for fucking years, absolutely years,
Been over the edge for yonks,
Been working me buns off for bands
I've always been mad, I know I've been mad,
Like the most of us, very hard to explain why you're mad,
Even if you're not mad
This song was my first real "experience" into Jimi Hendrix. Genius IMO. No one plays like Jimi, doubt anyone ever will.
Who are you? Who, who, who, who?
Who are you? Who, who, who, who?
Who are you? Who, who, who, who?
Who are you? Who, who, who, who?
I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away."
I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair
Well, who are you?
(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know
(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you?
(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know
(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
Chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise just a little sand
'Cause I'm a voodoo child
Lord knows I'm a voodoo child
I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time
I'll give it right back to you one of these days
I said, I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time
I'll give it right back to you one of these days
And if I don't meet you no more in this world
Then I'll, I'll meet you in the next one
And don't be late, don't be late
'Cause I'm a voodoo child
Lord knows I'm a voodoo child
I'm a voodoo child
Still the best live performance... EVER
I couldn't wait to see you, waiting by the door
There's no one there to meet me, and your clothes are on the floor
Sorry if I hurt you, and I made you cry
Couldn't stand to see you, with another guy
It's the bluest blues, and it cuts me like a knife
It's the bluest blues, since you walked out of my life
Couldn't really tell you, how you hurt my pride
Something broke within me, down inside
I never knew I loved you, til you went away
Now the loneliness surrounds me, everyday
It's the bluest blues, since you walked out of the door
It's the bluest blues, 'cause I won't see you no more
I'm sorry if I failed you, if somehow I'm to blame
It's the bluest blues I'm feeling, it's a cryin' shame
I just can't live without you, face another day
It's the bluest blues I'm feeling, and it's here to stay
It's the bluest blues, and it cuts me to the bone
It's the bluest blues, when you can't find your way home
Today, May 4, marks 50 years since the shooting/murder of four students at Kent State by the Ohio National Guard during a Vietnam war protest.
Tin soldiers and Nixon coming
We're finally on our own
This summer I hear the drumming
Four dead in Ohio
Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are cutting us down
Should have been done long ago
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?
