C'era una volta la California, i fior di montagna, le rainy day woman, i capelloni, le tuniche bianche e i piedi scalzi, le Volkswagen colorate e sorridenti, Peace Love Unity Respect in the air, insomma, di tutto - anche le lunge jam dei Grateful Dead, i Jefferson Airplane (che, vorrei ricordare, non si sono mai drogati), la Psichedelia, i deliri di Jim Morrison, la Summer Of Love, un negro con una fender, eventi insignificanti. I figli dei Fiori cantavano la loro canzone...
...il lato oscuro della forza era un ratto che proveniva dai canali di scolo fra i grattacieli di New York - i soliti quattro ratti, a dir la verità, tali Velvet Underground, i figli dei Fori.
Una canna? LSD? Ehh??? Noi ci andiamo giù pesante, facciamo sul serio, che cazzo - Beh, la storia la conoscete già, quindi sorvoliamo tutto come un bel Heinkel He 112 e passiamo al sodo - John Cale (viola, piano, organo, basso, e chi più ne ha più ne metta) non c'è, è andato via, Cale non è più cosa...nostra.
<< E chi lo rimpiange? Noi live spakkiamo ancora! >>
Robert Quine (e chi non lo conosce sono cazzi) era un grandissimo Fan della band del Lurido,
tale Lui Reed, Lui Reed! ...e furbo com'era registrò i concerti che i Velvet Underground stavano facendo nel periodo '68 - '69 - due date a San Francisco, al Family Dog (novembre '69) ed una all'università di Washington (sempre nel novembre del '69). Furbo com'era, diventò anche un grande amichetto della band, che diede il suo nulla osta alle registrazioni, e naquero i Quine Tapes. Le due parole stanno per Live Migliore Dei Velvet Underground.
Cazzo, l'inglese sintetizza come un Monster (Magnet) ...comunque, tre scalette da paura in tre (3!) dischi, con tre Sister Ray mostruose, tiè. Altrochè. Tze Tze. Le trovate qui, embè.
Alla domanda da scemi "ma la magia esiste?" ora potrete rispondere sicuri come se ne andasse delle vostre generalità più elementari: Sì cazzo, Sì - sembra di stare fra il pubblico, fate così: ascoltatevi The Black Angel's Death Song e piazzatevi davanti alla faccia una foto di Reed al microfono con quella chitarra sempre così sporca e bruttina. Funziona, garantito al limone. Eccome se funziona. Oppure sedetevi in auto, mettetevi comodi nel sedile, tirate il freno a mano e lasciate correre Heroin - fisicamente la vostra auto rimarrà ferma, però qui sembra di stare in un'astronave, Nèh...si sale, si scende, ci si calma ma manca il tempo perché si riparte di colpo, bum bum bum...l'ho sempre detto che la Tucker è una batterista della Madonna, e voi che state in disparte, gasatevi con Like a Virgin, su da bravi...
Figata della Madonna, lo trovate a 19,50 euri, prendetelo, correte a casa e fatelo partire: momento di vero godimento. Il Mars ci fa un baffo, e Veronica Mars ci fa un...
Doug and Sally insideeeee
They cookin' for the Down Pipeeeee
Who's staring at Miss Rayon
Who's busy licking off her Pig Pen
I'mmmmmmmmmm searching for my mainline,
I said I couldn't hit it s-s-s-sideways
I said I couldn't hit it siiiiiiideways,
Aw! just like Sister Ray said...
Whip it oooooooon!!!
Sponsorizzato dalle FF: Fiamme Floydiane - che stanno scoprendo dischi underground con un prisma in copertina. Da oggi, su Debaser.
Grazie e arrivederci, dèh. E non dimenticate i vostri 26 dollari a casa, sporcaccioni.
Elenco tracce e testi
01 I'm Waiting For The Man (07:46)
I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man
Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man
Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
PR shoes and a big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late
First thing you learn is you always gotta wait
I'm waiting for my man
Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man
Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man
02 Sunday Morning (02:59)
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning and I'm falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to know
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
03 Sister Ray (24:03)
Doug and Sally inside
They're busy cooking for the down five
Who're staring at Miss Rayon
Who's busy licking up her big man
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
Ah, it's just like Sister Ray said
Rosy and Miss Rayon
They're busy waiting for her booster
Who just got back from Carolina
She said she didn't like the weather
They're busy waiting for her Sailor
Who said he's just as big as ever
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainline
I couldn't hit it sideways
Ah, just like Sister Ray said
Cecil's got his new piece
He cocks and shoots between three and four
He aims it at the Sailor
Shoots him down dead on the floor
Oh, you shouldn't do that
Don't you know you'll stain the carpet
Don't you know you'll stain the carpet
And by the way man, have you got a dollar
Oh no man, I haven't got the time time
Too busy sucking on a ding dong
She's busy sucking on my ding dong
Oh, she does it just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh, just like, just like Sister Ray said
Now, who's that knocking
Who's that knocking on my chamber door
Now could it be the police
They've come to take me for a ride ride
Oh, but I haven't got the time time
Too busy sucking on my ding dong
She's busy sucking on my ding dong
Oh, now, just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching for my mainline
I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh now, just like, just like, just like.....
Sister Ray says.
05 What Goes On (08:28)
What goes on here in your mind?
I think that I am falling down
What goes on here in your mind?
I think that I am upside down
lady be good , do what you should you know it'll work alright
lady be good , do what you should you know it'll be alright
I'm going up and I'm going down
I'm gonna fly from side to side
See the bells up in the sky
somebody's cut their string in two
lady be good , do what you should you know it'll work alright
lady be good, do what you should you know it'll be alright
One minute one, one minute two
one minute up and one minute down
What goes on here in your mind?
I think that I am falling down
Lady be good, do what you should you know it'll work alright
Lady be good, do what you should you know it'll be alright
06 I Can't Stand It (06:23)
Before being a man
Livin' in a garbage pail
My landlady call me up
She tried to hit me with a mop
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
I live with thirteen dead cats
A purple who hear spats
They're all livin in a hall
And I can't stand it anymore
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
Before being a man
Livin' in a garbage pail
My landlady call me up
She tried to hit me with a mop
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
Be allright, be allright...
07 Some Kinda Love (04:51)
Some kinds of love
Marguerita told Tom
Between thought and expression lies a lifetime
Situations arise because of the weather
and no kinds of love
are better than others
Some kinds of love
Marguerita told Tom
like a dirty French novel
combines the absurd with the vulgar
and some kinds of love
the possibilites are endless
and for me to miss one
would seem to be groundless
I heard what you said
Marguerita heard Tom
And of course you're a bore
but at that you�re not charmless
�cause a bore is a straight line
that finds a wealth in division
and some kinds of love
are mistaken for vision
la-de-ta-ta-ta
Put jelly on your shoulder
Let us do what you fear most
That from which you recoil
but which still makes your eyes moist
Put jelly on your shoulder, baby
lie down upon the carpet
between thought and expression
let us now kiss the culprit
(Moving on..)
I don't know just what it's all about (tell ya somethin�)
Put on your red pajamas and find out
08 Foggy Notion (04:44)
(Sterling Morrison, Doug Yule, Maureen Tucker & Hy Weiss)
She's over by the corner
Got her hands by her sides
They hit her harder harder harder
Till they thought she might die
Well I got a foggy notion, do it again
Over by the corner, do it again
I got my calomine lotion baby, do it again
I got a foggy notion, do it again
She made me do something that I never did before
I rushed right down to a flower store
I bought her a boundle a beautiful batch
Dont't you know something, she sent 'em right back
Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae
Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae
09 Femme Fatale (03:17)
Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true
It's not hard to realize
Just look into her false colored eyes
She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown
'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
You're put down in her book
You're number 37, have a look
She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown
Little boy, she's from the street
Before you start, you're already beat
She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true
'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
10 After Hours (03:05)
One, two, three
If you close the door, the night could last forever
Leave the sunshine out and say hello to never
All the people are dancing and they�re having such fun
I wish it could happen to me
But if you close the door, I�d never have to see the day again
If you close the door, the night could last forever
Leave the wine glass out and drink a toast to never
Oh, someday I know someone will look into my eyes
And say hello -you�re my very especial one-
But if you close the door I�d never have to see the day again
Dark party bars
Shiny Cadillac cars
And the people on the subways and trains
Looking gray in the rain
As they stand disarrayed
Oh but people look well in the dark
And if you close the door the night could last forever
Leave the sunshine out and say hello to never
All the people are dancing and they�re having such fun
I wish it could happen to me
`Cause if you close the door I�d never have to see the day again, once more,
I�d never have to see the day again
11 I'm Sticking With You (02:51)
I'm sticking with you
'Cause I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
You held up a stage coach in the rain
(in the rain)
And I'm doin' the same
(the same)
Saw you hangin' from a tree
(from a tree)
And I made believe it was me
(was me)
Oh, I'm sticking with you
'Cause I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too.
Many people going to the stratosphere
Soldiers fighting with the khan
But with you by my side I can do anything
When we swing
We hang past right and wrong
I'll do anything for you
Baby, anything you want me to
Oh, I'll do anything for you
Oh, I'm sticking with you
13 White Light/White Heat (10:06)
White light, go on messing up my mind
Don't you know it's gonna make me go blind?
White heat, it tickles me down to my toes
Have mercy, white light, have it, goodness knows
White light, go on messing up my brain
White light, it's gonna drive me insane
White heat, it tickles me down to my toes
White light I said now, goodness knows, do it
I surely do love to watch that stuff shooting itself in
Watch that side, watch that side, don't you know, gonna be dead and bright
Yeah, foxy mama, watch her walking down the street
Come upside, your head's gonna make a dead end on your street
White light, move in me and drain my brain
White light gonna make you go insane
White heat, it tickles me down to my toes
White light, I said now, goodness knows
White light is lighting up my eyes
Don't you know it fills me up with surprise?
White heat, tickle me down to my toes
White light, I tell you now, goodness knows
Oh, she surely do move, speed
Watch that speed freak, watch that speed freak,
everybody gonna make it every week
Sputter mutter, everbody's gonna kill their mother
Here she comes, here she comes, everybody get it, gonna make me run, do it
Higher
14 Venus In Furs (05:17)
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike dear mistress, and cure his heart
Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, severin awaits you there
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike dear mistress, and cure his heart
Severin, severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now bleed for me
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
Strike dear mistress, and cure his heart
15 Heroin (08:14)
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me not, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off than dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' busy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know
16 Sister Ray (38:00)
Doug and Sally inside
They're busy cooking for the down five
Who're staring at Miss Rayon
Who's busy licking up her big man
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
Ah, it's just like Sister Ray said
Rosy and Miss Rayon
They're busy waiting for her booster
Who just got back from Carolina
She said she didn't like the weather
They're busy waiting for her Sailor
Who said he's just as big as ever
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainline
I couldn't hit it sideways
Ah, just like Sister Ray said
Cecil's got his new piece
He cocks and shoots between three and four
He aims it at the Sailor
Shoots him down dead on the floor
Oh, you shouldn't do that
Don't you know you'll stain the carpet
Don't you know you'll stain the carpet
And by the way man, have you got a dollar
Oh no man, I haven't got the time time
Too busy sucking on a ding dong
She's busy sucking on my ding dong
Oh, she does it just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh, just like, just like Sister Ray said
Now, who's that knocking
Who's that knocking on my chamber door
Now could it be the police
They've come to take me for a ride ride
Oh, but I haven't got the time time
Too busy sucking on my ding dong
She's busy sucking on my ding dong
Oh, now, just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching for my mainline
I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh now, just like, just like, just like.....
Sister Ray says.
17 Rock And Roll (06:52)
Jenny said when she was just 5 years old,
There was nothing happening at all.
Every time she puts on the radio,
There was nothing goin' down at all - not at all.
Then one fine morning she puts on a New York station,
You know she don't believe what she heard at all.
She started shakin' to that fine, fine music,
You know her life was saved by rock and roll.
Despite all the amputation,
You know you could just go out and dance to the rock and roll station.
It was alright (it was alright)
Hey baby, you know it was alright (it was alright)
Jenny said when she was just 'bout 5 years old,
You know my parents are gonna be the death of us all.
Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars,
Well you know they ain't gonna help me at all (not even just a tiny bit)
Then one fine morning she turns on a New York station,
She doesn't believe what she hears at all.
Ohhhh she started dancin' to that fine, fine music,
You know her life was saved by rock and roll - yeah, rock and roll.
Despite all the computation,
You could just change it to that rock and roll station.
And baby, it was alright (it was alright)
Hey, it was all-right (it was alright)
Hey, here she comes now!
Now Jenny said when she was just 'bout 5 years old,
Hey you know, there's nothing happening at all - not at all.
Everytime I put on the radio,
You know there's nothing goin' down at all - not at all.
But one fine morning, she hears a New York station,
She doesn't believe what she heard at all - hey, not at all.
She started dancin' to that fine, fine music,
You know her life was saved by rock and roll - yes, rock and roll.
Oh, despite all the computation,
You know you could just dance to a rock and roll station.
...Alright, alright, and it was alright...are you listenin' to me now?
And it was alright, come on now, live it
It was alright, it was alright
And it was alright...
Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby...
18 New Age (11:21)
Can I have your autograph
He said to the fat blonde actress
You know I�ve seen every movie you�ve been in
From paths of pain to jewels of glory
And when you kissed robert mitchum
Gee but I thought you�d never catch him
Over the hill right now
And you�re looking for love
You�re over the hill right now
And you�re looking for love
I�ll come running to you honey when you want me
I�ll come running to yoy honey when you want me
Can I have your autograph
He said to the fat blonde actress
You know I know everything you�ve done
Anyway I hate divorces
To the left is a marble shower
It was fun even for an hour
Your�re over the hill right now
And you�re looking for love
You�re over the hill right now
And you�re looking for love
I�ll come running to you honey when you want me
I�ll come running to you honey when you want me
Something�s got a hold on me
And I don�t know what
Something�s got a hold on me
And I don�t know what
It�s the beginning of a new age
It�s the beginning of a new age
It�s a new age
20 The Black Angel's Death Song (05:56)
The myriad choices of his fate
Set themselves out upon a plate
For him to choose
What had he to lose
Not a ghost bloodied country
All covered with sleep
Where the black angel did weep
Not an old city street in the east
Gone to choose
And wandering's brother
Walked on through the night
With his hair in his face
On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T.
The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn
Until we said so long
To his skull-shrill yell
Shining brightly red-rimmed and
Red-lined with the time
Infused with the choice of the mind
On ice skates scraping chunks
From the bells
Cut mouth bleeding razor's
Forgetting the pain
Antiseptic remains cool goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy brown snow of the east
Gone to choose, choose again
Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget
Where you come from
The stools of your eyes
Serve to realize fame, choose again
And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the loss of a horse
Went the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, choose to go
And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame
Have your head bobbed and weaved
Choose a side to be on
If the stone glances off
Split didactics in two
Leave the colors of the mouse trails
Don't scream, try between
If you choose, if you choose, try to lose
For the loss of remain come and start
Start the game I che che che che I
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to choose
Choose to choose, choose to go
21 I'm Waiting For The Man (11:39)
I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man
Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man
Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
PR shoes and a big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late
First thing you learn is you always gotta wait
I'm waiting for my man
Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man
Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man
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