Topic: Jahn's JukeBox

[Jahn]

Bob Dylan - Changing of the guards

Changing Of The Guards

Sixteen years,
Sixteen banners united over the field
Where the good shepherd grieves.
Desperate men, desperate women divided,
Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves.

Fortune calls
I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace,
Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down.
She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born,
On midsummer's eve, near the tower.

The cold-blooded moon
The captain waits above the celebration
Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid
Whose ebony face is beyond communication
The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid.

They shaved her head
She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo
A messenger arrived with a black nightingale
I seen her on the stairs and I couldn't help but follow,
Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil.

I stumbled to my feet
I rode past destruction in the ditches
With the stitches still mending 'neath a heart-shaped tattoo
Renegade priests and treacherous young witches
Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you.

The palace of mirrors
Where dog soldiers are reflected,
The endless road and the wailing of chimes,
The empty rooms where her memory is protected,
Where the angels' voices whisper to the souls of previous times.

She wakes him up
Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking
Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks
She's begging to know, what measures he now will be taking.
He's pulling her down and she's clutching on to his long golden locks.

Gentlemen, he said,
I don't need your organization, I've shined your shoes,
I've moved your mountains and marked your cards
But Eden is burning, either brace yourself for elimination
Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards.

Peace will come
With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire
But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall
And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating
Between the King and the Queen of Swords.

Copyright ©1978 Special Rider Music

[Jahn]

Lee Clayton - I Ride Alone, Original


It’s another night in Los Angeles
My passport is restless in my boot
And my thoughts they take wings to wonder
Get up they say man vamoose
And I think about my thoughts of Paris
Of fine wine, women and precious things
And I think about my life on the midnight highway
The life of a renegade King

Twenty years they’ve called me a bandit
Twenty years I’ve been on the run
Twenty years defending my honor
Twenty years harming no one
And I ride
I ride alone, yes I ride, I ride alone

They say there goes a strange one
He sits back to the wall
Noticing conversation
And rarely speaking at all
And he rides, he rides alone
Yes he rides, he rides alone

It’s true I’m not much on talking
It’s true there’s not much I know
But one thing I’ve learned for certain
That you reap whatever you sow
And you ride, you ride alone
Yes you ride, you ride alone

There’s a hawk high in the heavens
A truly magnificent bird
He waits on wings of silver
To bring the glorious word
And he flies, he flies alone
Yes he flies, he flies alone

[Jahn]

A bit excessive guitar solo in the end but despite that quite true to the original soundtrack.

10 000 years/Sexual Moon,Live

[Jahn]

Here it is -A Part of Our World - in a video from 1998.

Brother Daniel - I'll Be Gone
Brother Daniel - I'll Be Gone

It's only one gone.

[Jahn]

Jimmy Nail - Love don't live here anymore- Live 1985
Jimmy Nail - Love don't live here anymore- Live 1985

[Jahn]

Somebody To Love / White Rabbit - Jefferson Airplane ( Live 1967)

When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies

Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

When the garden flowers baby are dead yes
And your mind is full of red

Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
But in your head baby I'm afraid you don't know where it is

Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

Tears are running ah running down your breast
And your friends baby they treat you like a guest

Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

[Jahn]

Roxy Music - Editions of You

Andy McKay on sax, Bryan Ferry do the vocal and then you get a glimpse of Brian Eno.

Well i´m here looking through an old picture frame
Just waiting for the perfect view
I hope something special will step in to my life
Another fine edition of you
A pin-up done in shades of blue
Sometimes you find a yearning for the quiet life
The country air and all its joys
But badgers couldnt compensate at twice the price
For just another night with the boys oh yeah
And boys will be boys, will be boys
They say love´s a gamble, hard to win, easy lose
And while sun shines you´d better make hay
So if life is your table and fate is the wheel
Then let the chips fall where they may
In modern times the modern way

And as I was drifting past the lorelei
I heard those slinky sirens wail - whooo
So look out sailor when you hear them croon
You´ll never been the same again oh no
Their crazy music drives you insane - this way

So love, leave me. do what you will
-who knows what tomorrow might bring?
Learn from your mistakes is my only advice
And stay cool is still the main rule
Dont play yourself for a fool
Too much cheesecake too soon
Old money´s better than new
No mention in the latest tribune
And don´t let this happen to you


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[Nichi]

Somebody To Love / White Rabbit - Jefferson Airplane ( Live 1967)

When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies

Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

When the garden flowers baby are dead yes
And your mind is full of red

Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
But in your head baby I'm afraid you don't know where it is

Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

Tears are running ah running down your breast
And your friends baby they treat you like a guest

Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

I played this album over and over again on my grandfather's turntable!

[Jahn]

I played this album over and over again on my grandfather's turntable!

Of course, you are just as young as I 

[Jahn]

Roxy Music - Editions of You

Learn from your mistakes is my only advice
And stay cool is still the main rule
Dont play yourself for a fool
Too much cheesecake too soon
Old money´s better than new
No mention in the latest tribune
And don´t let this happen to you

When lyrics beome advices, heh - don't let this happen to you!

[Jahn]

Anastacia & Eros Ramazzotti - I belong to you - in German TV.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGNLvW3EZzs

[Jahn]

Now Vikings do not differ between men and women in arms. "Brothers" may a well allude to sisters and women. Brothers here is a general term for allies and warriors on the field.

Brother in Arms - Mark Knopfler, Eric Clapton and Dire Straits

Live

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I've witnessed all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There's so many different worlds
So many differents suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun is gone to hell
And the moon is riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We are fools to make war
On our brothers in arms


Brother in Arms

[Michael]

Nice clip there - thanks Jahn.

But now that you bring up these two guitarists, and being one myself, I will say a few things of my own subjective preferences of them.

Mark is a sublime musician. He brought to popular music a sensibility that had been sorely lacking. I am not a fan of his 'sound'. You should know that guitarists place a huge emphasis on their sound. By comparison saxophonists disdain sound manipulation, and seek the raw instrument's sound. But electric guitar has no raw sound - it's all electronically manipulated from the pickups on. Thus guitarists fiddle endlessly with their sound constantly seeking that perfect tone which they almost never feel satisfied with - except for the rough ones in pub rock bands who don't give a stuff.

Mark's sound is too sophisticated for my ears - it has the quality of digitalised effects, although I don't believe he does use them - whatever, it sounds too smooth and silky.

Juhani by contrast, has a sublime sound. I am not that keen on his playing, as it lacks a certain creativity for me, but his sound is exactly what I would love to get more often. It retains that rawness of valve distortion, while still being highly controlled. Of course the master of electric guitar sound is Santana (aside from Hendrix, but he was in a different league). The reason Santana's sound is so good, is not just the tonal colours, but his ability to move from smooth to heavy distortion simply by the strength of his picking. That is a Holy Grail I have sought after for many years. they all do that, but Santana gets the greatest dynamic range through string attack alone.

I prefer Mark's musicality to Juhani's, even though Mark is way over-controlled. Nonetheless that is his style and he creates such a sensitivity that it is magical to witness. Juhani was more creative back in his Wheels of Fire days, although even then he was a bit too pedestrian for my tastes. But he has an integrity that is hard to match in the guitar industry, and that is a pleasure to watch in itself.

Santana hardly plays his guitar at all - though he can by God, and I have some music of his where he does do a bit of work, but generally he just lets the sound speak, and his fingers go lazy. Mark's right hand fingering has outraged orthodox players since he appeared - an abysmal technique, but who cares? He makes it happen! And that's all he needs to do.

Mark's technique of a few notes, then a few words: that is such an enjoyable technique to not only watch, but also play oneself - it is casual and trancey. I just wish he would let his guard drop occasionally and hit the stage on his knees or something. Show a bit of wild emotion. Santana can do it when he wants.

[Jahn]

Thank you M for you astute observations!

Talking about guitar masters,
Good old JJ Cale has just recently released an album, here he is studio live 15 years ago.
Now it was Clapton that made some of his songs worldwide; as "After Midnight" and "Cocaine".


JJ Cale - Travelling light, Take three- studio live, Sept 1994


Eric Clapton/JJ Cale-After Midnight

 

[Jahn]

Jethro Tull - Aqualung (Live)


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