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Ultimo album pubblicato a nome Hendrix quando era ancora vivo. Il resto della roba che trovate in commercio nei negozi, all'upim, all'autogrill, al discount e forse perfino nella salumeria sotto casa, sono tutti bootleg, greatest hits, omaggi postumi e bla bla... Degli album ufficiali usciti all'epoca, questo è l'ultimo, se si esclude (quando il nostro eroe era ormai già morto) "The Cry Of Love" uscito nel 1971 ad opera di Eddie Kramer and Mitch Mitchell che decisero di continuare la dove Jimi aveva lasciato a metà il materiale per l'album successivo a questo "Band Of Gypsys".
La formazione non è più quella "Experience" classica (con Mitch Mitchell e Noel Redding) ma insieme a Jimi troviamo, Buddy Miles alle pelli e Billy Cox al basso. Il preambolo all'uscita di questo disco non è stato dei migliori, in quanto fu quasi una forzatura per l'artista, complice l'idea di voler a tutti i costi vedere Jimi in un trio di soli neri e mettere un pò d'ordine a causa di alcune grane legali. Quindi le premesse per la svendita stilistica c'erano tutte, ma caddero via gloriosamente, appena fu pubblicato questo eccelso vinile, partorito nell'altra metà del sogno psichedelico: Fillmore East, New York. Blues incastonato in atmosfere soul costruite su parti di chitarra dalla tipica e geniale follia hendrixiana, il tutto perfettamente amalgamato con il clima che imperava all'epoca, fatto di proteste studentesche e cultura hippie, lo spettro della guerra nel Vietnam e la difficile situazione politica statunitense. Ed è in questo scenario che mettendo la puntina (oggi diremmo "premendo play") su quel coso a forma di cerchio che escono fuori le note delle indimenticabili "Who Knows", "Power To Love" e "Message Of Love" per arrivare al wah-wah mitologico di "Changes".
Ma la vera essenza di questo album è "Machine Gun", un pezzo strutturalmente straordinario, e pervaso da tutte le influenze stilistiche dell'epoca forgiate però con la calligrafia distorta di un Hendrix che fa vivere in pieno il blues psichedelico pervaso dall'incubo vietnamita ("Machine gun, tearin' my body all apart...") con la chitarra lancinante e struggente, ed il ritmo sostenuto dalla batteria a mò di mitraglietta per quasi tutto il pezzo. Ricordo con affetto una versione live di questa canzone che ascoltai fino all'ossessione quando ero ragazzino e ancora non sapevo fare un cazzo sulla chitarra. Rimasi scioccato sin dal riff iniziale per non parlare del solo e dell'incredibile effetto creato da Jimi nel finale in cui con il suo strumento riproduce suoni di bombe che vengono sganciate, sirene, morte e distruzione. Qualcosa di unico, e probabilmente irripetibile. Jimi qui da fondo a tutte le sue capacità, per segnare (forse inconsciamente) un epoca della quale è stato certamente sia protagonista che comparsa. Tutto è scritto e tutto avverrà, come un rituale voodoo, come il rogo della stratocaster sul palco, un destino segnato ed un solco lasciato ai posteri. "Solo la morte ti rende immortale" come disse lui stesso. A ciascuno la sua libera interpretazione.
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01 Who Knows (09:34)
They don't know
They don't know
Like I know
Like I know
Do you know
They don't know
I don't know
I don't know
What my baby
What my baby
Put on down
Put on down
What my baby
What my baby
Put on down baby
Put on down now
I just came back from
I don't know
I can't count it
I can't count it
I just came back in town
They don't know
I'm lookin' for my seller
I don't know my baby
Have you seen her
Have you freed her yeah
Have you seen her
Oooh hhhooo
Talkin' about my baby
Goin' down
Talkin' about my baby
I just came in
I just came in baby
I just came in
I just came in
Spread the magic honey
All in my bed
She got chains, attached to my head
Talkin' about
Talkin' about
Talkin' about my baby
I don't know about it
They don't know, what I know
They don't know, like I know
All the time been hangin' around
All the time I hang around
She didn't know
Ahh she didn't care
She didn't know
She didn't care
And she go walkin' down the street singin'
Everybody da
Da da dada da doo doo
Etc. (scat singing)
They don't know
Nobody knows
They don't know
Just don't know
Da da da
Etc. (scat singing)
02 Machine Gun (12:36)
"Happy new year first of all. I hope we'll have million or two million more of them... if we can get over this summer, he he he. Right I'd like to dedicate this one to the draggin' scene that's goin' on all the soldiers that are fightin' in Chicago, Milwaukee and New York... Oh yeas, and all the soldiers fightin' in Vietnam. Like to do a thing called 'Machine Gun'"
Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart
Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart
Evil man make me kill ya
Evil man make you kill me
Evil man make me kill you
Even though we're only families apart
Well I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer
(You know what I mean)
Hey and your bullets keep knocking me down
Hey I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer now
Yeah but you still blast me down to the ground
The same way you shoot me down baby
You'll be going just the same
Three times the pain
And your own self to blame
Hey machine gun
Oooooooooo
I ain't afraid of your mess no more, babe
I ain't afraid no more
After a while your your cheap talk don't even cause me pain
So let your bullets fly like rain
'Cause I know all the time you're wrong baby
And you'll be goin' just the same
Yeah machine gun
Tearing my family apart
Yeah yeah alright
Tearing my family apart
Don't you shoot him down
He's about to leave here
Don't you shoot him down
He's got to stay here
He ain't going nowhere
He's been shot down to the ground
Oh where he can't survive no no
Yeah that's what we don't wanna hear any more, alright
No bullets
At least here, huh huh
No guns, no bombs
Huh huh
No nothin', just let's all live and live
You know instead of killin'
03 Them Changes (05:11)
Buddy miles is goin to do something he wrote called them changes.
Well my mind is goin through them changes
I feel just like Im in the time
Every time you see me goin some where
I feel like Im going out of my mind, yeah
Oh, my baby she left me the other day
And we were have so much fun yeah, yeah
Oh, my baby she stepped out on me
And thats the reason why she had to part
Its alright yeah yeah
Its alright
What I say
Its alright
Ooo hooo
Well my mind is goin through them changes
I think Im goin out of my mind
Every time you see me goin some where
I think I could commit a crime know
She had me runnin
She had me cryin
She had me runnin
She had me had me had me cryin
She had me runnin
She had me cryin
She had me runnin
Had me cryin
Its alright yeah yeah
Its alright
Clap your hands
Go clap your hands
Can you clap a little louder
Its alright
Its alright
Everything goin to be alright
Its alright x5
Yeah, yeah, everybody yeah
Yeah x12
Oh no
I want my love x3
Its alright
Whaa
Its alright he he
Its alright
04 Power of Soul (06:55)
Shoot down some of those airplanes your flyin'
Especially the ones that are flyin' too low
Shoot down some of those airplanes
Especially the ones that your flyin' too low
Come on back to earth my friend
Come on back up with me
We've all been up through the night time baby
Now let's read the rays of the
With the power of soul
Anything is possible
With the power of soul
Anything is possible
Flyin' too much today
It's so groovy to float around sometimes
Even a jelly fish will tell you that
I said flotation is groovy
And he said
And a jelly fish will agree to that
Yeah, but that old jelly fish
Been floatin' around so long
Lord he ain't got a bone in his jelly back
Floatin' every day and every night
Ridin' high is a risk
Sometimes the wind ain't right
With the power of soul
Anything is possible
With the power of soul
Anything is possible
With the power of soul
Anything is possible
With the power of soul
Anything is possible
With the power of you
Anything you wanna do
09 Stop (04:46)
You better stop it babe
You better stop it babe
Stop your jivin' 'round
Stop it baby
Stop your doggin' 'round
Stop
Baby can't you see that I can't take it no more
Stop
Now baby can't you see I'm 'bout to go through the floor
Never knew how good love could be
Love done gone and made a damn fool of me
Everything is hazy
One more kiss and you drive me crazy baby
Baby stop
Hold it just a minute while I go catch my breath
Stop
Baby can't you see I'm bout to scare me half to death
Thought I was the captain of my ship
Oh yeah love has gone and made me lose my grip
Everything is hazy
One more kiss and you drive me crazy baby
Stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop
Baby can't you see that I can't take it no more
You know how I'm feelin' baby
Stop
Baby can't you see I'm bout to go through the floor
Never knew how good love could be
Love done gone and made a damn fool of me
Everything is hazy
One more kiss and you drive me crazy baby
Stop, stop, stop,
LYRICS FOR "Stop"
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stop
Your jivin' baby
Your messin' around
Until mornin' time
Stop it baby
Everyday, yeah
Stop your jivin' around
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop
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