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Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges, soon, " said I, proud 'neath heated brow
Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth, "rip down all hate, " I screamed
Lies that life is black and white spoke from my skull, I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers foundationed deep, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now
Girls' faces formed the forward path from phony jealousy
To memorizing politics of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists, unthought of, though somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then. I'm younger than that now
A self-ordained professor's tongue too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty is just equality in school
"Equality, " I spoke the word as if a wedding vow
Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now
In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy in the instant that I preach
My existence led by confusion boats, mutiny from stern to bow
Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms quite clear, no doubt, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Apache
This was composed sixty years ago (performed here in the early/mid 1960s), but the uniqueness of the sound is still so fresh. These are the guys who wrote it.
Karla Bonoff
One of my favorite singer/songwriters from the 1980s.
The Ronettes
We'll make 'em turn their heads every place we go…
Bob Dylan: I Contain Multitudes
Today and tomorrow, and yesterday, too
The flowers are dyin’ like all things do
Follow me close, I’m going to Balian Bali
I’ll lose my mind if you don’t come with me
I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds
I contain multitudes
Got a tell-tale heart, like Mr. Poe
Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
I’ll drink to the truth and the things we said
I’ll drink to the man that shares your bed
I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
I contain multitudes
Red Cadillac and a black moustache
Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
Tell me, what’s next? What shall we do?
Half my soul, baby, belongs to you
I relic and I frolic with all the young dudes
I contain multitudes
I’m just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones
I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
I go right where all things lost are made good again
I sing the songs of experience like William Blake
I have no apologies to make
Everything’s flowing all at the same time
I live on the boulevard of crime
I drive fast cars, and I eat fast foods
I contain multitudes
Pink petal-pushers, red blue jeans
All the pretty maids, and all the old queens
All the old queens from all my past lives
I carry four pistols and two large knives
I’m a man of contradictions, I’m a man of many moods
I contain multitudes
You greedy old wolf, I’ll show you my heart
But not all of it, only the hateful part
I’ll sell you down the river, I’ll put a price on your head
What more can I tell you? I sleep with life and death in the same bed
Get lost, madame, get up off my knee
Keep your mouth away from me
I’ll keep the path open, the path in my mind
I’ll see to it that there’s no love left behind
I’ll play Beethoven’s sonatas, and Chopin’s preludes
I contain multitudes
Bob Dylan: Murder Most Foul
twas a dark day in dallas, november '63 the day that would live on in infamy president kennedy was a-ridin' high good day to be livin and a good day to die being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb he say wait a minute boys you know who i am of course we do, we know who you are then they blew off his head while he was still in the car shot down like a dog in broad daylight was a matter of timing and the timing was right you got unpaid debts we've come to collect we gonna kill you with hatred, without any respect we'll mock you and shock you and we'll put it in your face we've already got someone here to take your place the day they blew out the brains of the king thousands were watching at home and saw the whole thing it happened so quick and so quick by surprise right there in front of everyone's eyes greatest magic trick ever under the sun perfectly executed, skillfully done wolf man oh wolf man oh wolf man howl rub-a-dub-dub it's a murder most foul hush little children you'll understand the beatles are comin they're gonna hold your hand slide down the banister, go get your coat ferry across the mersey and go for the throat there's three bums comin all dressed in rags pick up the pieces and lower the flags i'm goin to woodstock, it's the aquarian age then i'll go to altamont and sit near the stage put your head out the window, let the good times roll there's a party goin on behind the grassy knoll stack up the bricks, pour the cement don't say dallas don't love you, mr president put your foot in the tank and step on the gas try to make it to the triple underpass blackface singer white face clown better not show your faces after the sun goes down up in the red light district like a cop on the beat livin in a nightmare on elm street when you're down in deep ellum put your money in your shoe don't ask what your country can do for you cash on the barrelhead, money to burn at dealey plaza, make a lefthand turn i'm goin down the crossroads gonna flag a ride the place where faith, hope, and charity died shoot him while he runs boys, shoot him while you can see if you can shoot the invisible man goodbye charlie, goodbye uncle sam frankly, miss scarlett, i don't give a damn what is the truth? where did it go? ask oswald and ruby, they oughta know shut your mouth said the wise old owl business is business, and it's murder most foul tommy can you hear me? i’m the acid queen i'm ridin in a long black limousine ridin in the backseat next to my wife headin straight on into the afterlife i'm leanin to the left got my head in her lap oh lord i've been led into some kind of a trap well we ask no quarter, no quarter do we give we're right down the street from the street where you live they mutilated his body and they took out his brain what more could they do? they piled on the pain but his soul was not there, where it was supposed to be at for the last fifty years they've been searching for that freedom oh freedom, freedom cover me i hate to tell ya mister but only dead men are free send me some lovin’ tell me no lies throw the gun in the gutter and walk on by wake up little suzie let's go for a drive cross the trinity river let's keep hope alive turn the radio on, don't touch the dials parkland hospital only six more miles you got me dizzy miss lizzy you fill me with lead that magic bullet of yours it goin on ahead i'm just a patsy like patsy cline never shot anyone from in front or behind got blood in my eye, got blood in my ear i'm never gonna make it to the new frontier zapruder’s film i seen the night before seen it thirty-three times, maybe more it's vile and deceitful, it's cruel and it's mean ugliest thing that you ever have seen they killed him once and they killed him twice killed him like a human sacrifice the day that they killed him someone said to me, son the age of the antichrist has just only begun air force one comin in through the gate johnson sworn in at 2:38 lemme know when you decide to throw in the towel it is what it is, and it's murder most foul what's new pussycat, what'd i say? i said the soul of a nation been torn away and it's beginning to go into a slow decay and that it's thirty-six hours past judgment day wolfman jack he's speakin in tongues he's going on and on at the top of his lungs play me a song, mr wolfman jack play it for me in my long cadillac play me that only the good die young take me to the place tom dooley was hung the saint james infirmary in the court of king james if you want to remember you better write down the names play etta james too, play I’d rather go blind play it for the man with a telepathic mind play john lee hooker, play scratch my back play it for that stripclub owner named jack guitar slim goin down slow play it for me and for marilyn monroe play please don't let me be misunderstood play it for the first lady she ain't feelin too good play don henley, play glenn frey take it to the limit and lettin' it go by play it for carl wilson too lookin far far away at down gower avenue play tragedy, play twilight time take me back to tulsa to the scene of the crime play another one and another one bites the dust play the old rugged cross and in god we trust ride the pink horse down that long lonesome road stand there and wait for his head to explode play mystery train for mr mystery the man who fell down dead like a rootless tree play it for the reverend, play it for the pastor play it for the dog that got no master play oscar peterson, play stan getz play blue sky, play dicky betts play art pepper, thelonious monk charlie parker and all that junk all that junk and all that jazz play somethin for the birdman of alcatraz play buster keaton, play harold lloyd play bugsy segal, play pretty boy floyd play the numbers, play the odds play cry me a river for the lord of the gods play number nine play number six play it for lindsey and stevie nicks play nat king cole, play nature boy play down in the boondocks for terry malloy play it happened one night and one night of sin there's 12 million souls that are listenin in play merchant of venice play merchants of death play stella by starlight from lady macbeth don't worry mr president, hope's on the way your brothers are comin', there'll be hell to pay brothers, what brothers? what's this about hell? tell em we're waiting, keep coming, we'll get them as well love field is where his plane touched down but it never did get back up off the ground was a hard act to follow, second to none they killed him on the altar of the rising sun play misty for me and that old devil moon play anything goes and memphis in june play lonely at the top and lonely are the brave play it for houdini spinnin around in his grave play jelly roll morton, play lucille play deep in a dream and play driving wheel play moonlight sonata in f sharp and the key to the highway and the king of the heart play marching through georgia and dumbarton's drums play darkness and death will come when it comes play love me or leave me by the great bud powell play the bloodstained banner, play murder most foul
Pancho And Lefty
A Townes Van Zandt tune, made famous by Willie Nelson.
Lydia Pense And Cold Blood
“LYDIA PENSE -1970s - Celebrating 50 years with Cold Blood, Lydia Pense is one of San Francisco's great soul shouters who has never received her due. She was City born and bred until age 10 when she moved to the peninsula. Janis Joplin suggested that Pense audition with the band Cold Blood for promoter Bill Graham, and the band was one of his first signings to Fillmore Records (issued on the San Francisco label). Their initial eponymous album "Cold Blood," was hugely successful landing at #23 on Billboard magazine's album charts in December 1969. There were five more albums that gained national attention: "Sisyphus," (1971); "First Taste of Sin," (1972); "Thriller!" (1973); "Lydia," (1974), and "Lydia Pense & Cold Blood," (1976) In terms of live performances, Pense and Cold Blood opened for some big names including Canned Heat at Fillmore West in late 1968; Albert King at Fillmore West in February 1969; Iron Butterfly in July 1969; Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young at Winterland in November 1969, Lee Michaels at Winterland in April 1972, It's a Beautiful Day in February 1973, and Lee Michaels again in June 1973 among other gigs. Cold Blood broke up in the late 1970s and Pense took several years off to raise her daughter. She revived the band in 1988 and has been recording and touring ever since. I recall seeing Cold Blood at the Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young show, at Winterland, where Pence and the band tore the sucker down. Why she wasn't more of a star is a mystery to me, because she possessed the chops and the swag to rock with the best of them. Is it possible that she got lost in the shadow of Janis Joplin whose meteoric rise swept away virtually everyone in her path in the late '60s? Whatever the case, Lydia Pense has a legion of fans out there ready to show her the love, and they have over a half century.”
Tim Henneberry/San Francisco Music
The Summer Knows
The summer smiles
The summer knows
And unashamed
She sheds her clothes
The summer smoothes
The restless sky
And lovingly
She warms the sand
On which you lie
The summer knows
The summer's wise
She sees the doubts
Within your eyes
And so she takes
Her Summertime
Tells the moon to wait
And the sun to linger
Twist the world
Round her summer finger
Lets you see
The wonder of it all
And if you've learned
Your lesson well
There's little more
For her to tell
One last caress
It's time to dress
For fall...
"The Summer Knows"
Marilyn and Alan Bergman
Dylan Now
I’ve been saying for years that I don’t want to see him now in concert, on his never-ending tour. When I listen to him, which I do frequently, I want my mental image to be of when I saw him at Newport and elsewhere, both pre- and post-electric, in the 1960s and 1970s.
But reading through this playlist has caused me to reconsider that decision.
Maybe one more cup of coffee before I go.
“Bob Dylan on July 27, 2018 in Seoul, South Korea at the Olympic Gymnastics Arena1.All Along The Watchtower (Bob center stage on electric guitar) 2.Don't Think Twice, It's All Right (Bob center stage on electric guitar) 3.Highway 61 Revisited (Bob on piano) 4.Simple Twist Of Fate (Bob on piano) 5.Duquesne Whistle (Bob on piano) 6.When I Paint My Masterpiece (Bob on piano) 7.Honest With Me (Bob on piano) 8.Tryin' To Get To Heaven (Bob on piano with harp) 9.Make You Feel My Love (Bob on piano with harp) 10.Pay In Blood (Bob on piano) 11.Tangled Up In Blue (Bob on piano with harp) 12.Early Roman Kings (Bob on piano) 13.Desolation Row (Bob on piano) 14.Love Sick (Bob on piano) 15.Autumn Leaves (Bob center stage) 16.Thunder On The Mountain (Bob on piano, George drum solo) 17.Soon After Midnight (Bob on piano) 18.Gotta Serve Somebody (Bob on piano) (encore) 19.Blowin' In The Wind (Bob on piano) 20.Ballad Of A Thin Man (Bob on piano with harp)”