Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
ALVIN LEE & TEN YEARS AFTER - Bluest Blues
Amazing album, it´s 1995 and still making great records, not as the mass media tells everybody.
Album : " Pure blues", 1995
Mick Taylor, Bobby Keys and Nicky Hopkins - You Gotta Move
Dream Team - Mick is on fire with the guys.
from the bootleg ''Tumbling Dice''
Saturday, July 28, 2012
The Allman Brothers Band - Dreams
60% Duane 40% Elmore
March 25 & 26, 2003 - Live at the Beacon Theatre and with an unforgettable guitar solo of Derek Trucks
DESDEMONA - The Allman Brothers
Desdemona
Rain falls upon a sleepy southern town
The midnight moon burning brightly
Memories rush in like a river forlorn
As you lay sleeping without me
Highway song keeps me rolling on
Still I long for you
Desdemona, I will be your only one
Oh yeah
I make my living calling out my pain
Trying to make it through another day
Arms reach for me on the wind I can feel it
They're a thousand miles away
Yours eyes remind me of everything beautiful and blue
and I won't feel myself till I'm with you
So hold a candle till the darkness fades
Nigh time sleeps but not for long
My heart is pounding like the ocean my soul's empty as the sky
But I know someday I'll be coming home
Time goes by in the twinkling of an eye
Still I pine for you
I just wanna be your only one
I just wanna be your only one
Your only one
Friday, July 27, 2012
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
The Stooges- Fun House
Raw guitars. Fun house, you gotta listen to it. You gotta live it.
1. Down On The Street- 0:00
2. Loose- 3:44
3. T.V. Eye- 7:18
4. Dirt- 11:36
5. 1970 (I Feel Alright)- 18:36
6. Fun House- 23:54
7. L.A. Blues- 31:37
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
Friday, July 20, 2012
Miles Davis Group 'Berlin 1971'
For the real Jack Johnson.
Miles Davis: Trumpet
Gary Bartz: Soprano, Alto Sax
Keith Jarrett: Elec. Piano, Organ
Michael Henderson: Elec. Bass
Leon Chancler: Drums
Don Alias: Percussion
James Mtume: Percussion
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Billy Cobham - Spectrum
This is incredibly gorgeous. Billy and Tommy together made something extremely outrageous.
(all tracks credited to William E. Cobham, Jr., but parts of the music were co-written with the other musicians and resulted from jamming in the studio)
"Quadrant 4"
"Searching for the Right Door"
"Spectrum"
"Anxiety"
"Stratus"
"To the Women in My Life"
"Le Lis"
"Snoopy's Search"
"Red Baron"
Billy Cobham - Drums
Tommy Bolin - Guitar
Jan Hammer - Electric piano (01-10), Acoustic piano , & Moog synthesizer
Lee Sklar - Fender bass
Joe Farrell - Flute , Soprano sax , & Alto sax
Jimmy Owens - Flugelhorn & Trumpet
John Tropea - Guitar
Ron Carter - Acoustic bass
Ray Barretto - Congas
Released October 1, 1973
Recorded May 14--May 16, 1973 at Electric Lady Studios, New York City
Label Atlantic
Producer William E. Cobham, Jr.
Billy Cobham Tribute 5 solos 1968-1976 & more
Years before I was born, and then.
Drum solos and hot stuff performed by Billy Cobham excerpted from the following performances:
**Horace Silver Quintet**
Jazz Omkring Midnat
Denmark TV 1968
**Mahavishnu Orchestra**
Munchen, Germny,
Olympia Jazz
August 17, 1972
Chateauvallon, France
August 23, 1972
BBC
August 25, 1972
**Billy Cobham Band**
London
Rainbow Theater
July 13, 1974
**Billy Cobham / George Duke Band**
Montreux, Switzerland
July 6, 1976
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Mahavishnu Orchestra Live at BBC 1972
Billy on acrylic.
Members:
John McLaughlin - Guitar
Jan Hammer - Keyboards
Jerry Goodman - Violin
Rick Laird - Bass
Billy Cobham - Drums
Songlist:
0. Meeting of the Spirits
1. You Know You Know
2. A Lotus on Irish Streams
3. Noonward Race
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Down the street the dogs are barkin’
And the day is a-gettin’ dark
As the night comes in a-fallin’
The dogs’ll lose their bark
An’ the silent night will shatter
From the sounds inside my mind
For I’m one too many mornings
And a thousand miles behind
From the crossroads of my doorstep
My eyes they start to fade
As I turn my head back to the room
Where my love and I have laid
An’ I gaze back to the street
The sidewalk and the sign
And I’m one too many mornings
An’ a thousand miles behind
It’s a restless hungry feeling
That don’t mean no one no good
When ev’rything I’m a-sayin’
You can say it just as good.
You’re right from your side
I’m right from mine
We’re both just one too many mornings
An’ a thousand miles behind
Mahavishnu Orchestra - Birds of Fire
Me and Velhote are the only guys I know that loves this record. Wonderful piece.
Recorded 1972. All compositions by John McLaughlin, except "Miles Beyond", by Miles Davis.
Birds of Fire - 00:00
Miles Beyond - 5:58
Celestial Terrestrial Commuters - 10:36
Saphire Bullets of Pure Love - 13:30
Thousand Island Park - 13:54
Hope - 17:19
One Word - 19:18
Sanctuary - 29:16
Open Country Joy - 34:18
Resolution - 38:14
The Mahavishnu Orchestra:
John McLaughlin - Guitar
Rick Laird - Bass
Billy Cobham - Drums, Percussion
Jerry Goodman - Violin
Jan Hammer - Keyboards, Moog
Monday, July 16, 2012
Deep Purple MK4 Documentary
A full documentary about one of the finest rock records ever, and underrated. I love Tommy Bolin. Zephyr, James Gang, Spectrum...Holy shit!!!
The Allman Brothers Band - Rocking Horse
Mule´s tune. Derek is amazing as usual.
Live at The Beacon Theatre
Child In Time - Deep Purple
From Darkness to Light
Performed in front of a live TV audience , Deep Purple storm through the amazing song 'Child In Time'. This song features the classic Mk2 line up of Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice/Blackmore
When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb
When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb
When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace
In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup
If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on
And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone
And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it
And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it
And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long
And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'
And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'
And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'
And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'
And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'
And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'
And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
And to yourself you sometimes say
"I never knew it was gonna be this way
Why didn't they tell me the day I was born"
And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat
And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet
And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air
And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare
And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying
And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'
And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet
And you need it badly but it lays on the street
And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear its beat
And you think yer ears might a been hurt
Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt
And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush
When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush
And all the time you were holdin' three queens
And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean
Like in the middle of Life magazine
Bouncin' around a pinball machine
And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying
That somebody someplace oughta be hearin'
But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head
And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed
And no matter how you try you just can't say it
And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it
And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head
And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead
And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth
And his jaws start closin with you underneath
And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
And you say to yourself just what am I doin'
On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin'
On this curve I'm hanging
On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking
In this air I'm inhaling
Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard
Why am I walking, where am I running
What am I saying, what am I knowing
On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin'
On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin'
In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm writin'
In the words that I'm thinkin'
In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'
Who am I helping, what am I breaking
What am I giving, what am I taking
But you try with your whole soul best
Never to think these thoughts and never to let
Them kind of thoughts gain ground
Or make yer heart pound
But then again you know why they're around
Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down
"Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping
And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping
And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin'
And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking
If that was you in the dream that was screaming
And you know that it's something special you're needin'
And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin'
And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding
And you need something special
Yeah, you need something special all right
You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track
To shoot you someplace and shoot you back
You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
That knows yer troubles a hundred times over
You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
That won't laugh at yer looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something to open up a new door
To show you something you seen before
But overlooked a hundred times or more
You need something to open your eyes
You need something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that yer standing, that space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got you beat
That it ain't got you licked
It can't get you crazy no matter how many
Times you might get kicked
You need something special all right
You need something special to give you hope
But hope's just a word
That maybe you said or maybe you heard
On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve
But that's what you need man, and you need it bad
And yer trouble is you know it too good
"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills
"Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill
And it ain't on Macy's window sill
And it ain't on no rich kid's road map
And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house
And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ
And it ain't on that dimlit stage
With that half-wit comedian on it
Ranting and raving and taking yer money
And you thinks it's funny
No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club
And it ain't in the seats of a supper club
And sure as hell you're bound to tell
That no matter how hard you rub
You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub
No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you
And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you
And it ain't in no cardboard-box house
Or down any movie star's blouse
And you can't find it on the golf course
And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus
And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes
And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons
And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices
That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin'
Sayin' ain't I pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin
Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow
Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry
When you can't even sense if they got any insides
These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows
No you'll not now or no other day
Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache¥
And inside it the people made of molasses
That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses
And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies
Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny
Who breathe and burp and bend and crack
And before you can count from one to ten
Do it all over again but this time behind yer back
My friend
The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl
And play games with each other in their sand-box world
And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools
That run around gallant
And make all rules for the ones that got talent
And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do
And think they're foolin' you
The ones who jump on the wagon
Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style
To get their kicks, get out of it quick
And make all kinds of money and chicks
And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat
Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that
Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at
Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel
Good God Almighty
THAT STUFF AIN'T REAL"
No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race
You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face
You gotta look some other place
And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin'
Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin'
Where do you look for this oil well gushin'
Where do you look for this candle that's glowin'
Where do you look for this hope that you know is there
And out there somewhere
And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads
Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows
Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways
You can touch and twist
And turn two kinds of doorknobs
You can either go to the church of your choice
Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital
You'll find God in the church of your choice
You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital
And though it's only my opinion
I may be right or wrong
You'll find them both
In the Grand Canyon
At sundown
Friday, July 13, 2012
Statesboro Blues (Live) - The Allman Brothers Band
Ah! Roxeeeeeeeeerio!!
Song:
Statesboro Blues
Artist:
The Allman Brothers Band
Show:
Live at "OHNE FILTER SHOW" on German TV, broadcasted on July 5, 1991 from SWF Studio in Baden Baden.
Lineup:
Gregg Allman - lead vocals, organ, piano, guitar
Dickey Betts - guitar, slide guitar, vocals
Warren Haynes - guitar, slide guitar, vocals
Allen Woody - bass, background vocals
Butch Trucks - drums, tympani
Jai Johanny "Jaimoe" Johanson - drums, percussion
Marc Quiñones - drums, percussion, background vocals
Scotty Moore talking good stuff
Scotty Moore Talks About his Guitar and Meeting Elvis.
In this interview video clip, lead guitarist Scotty Moore shares how happy accidents with Elvis Presley on rhythm guitar and Bill Black on bass guitar led to Rock and Roll history. That's All Right was the first single released by Elvis.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Levon Helm, Keith Richards, Scotty Moore, D. J. Fontana & The Band: Deuce & A Quarter
Keith talks about how great this session was in his new book! Recorded at Levon Helm's home in Woodstock, NY July 5-7, 1996 with Scotty Moore and D. J. Fontana joined by Garth Hudson, Levon, Rick Danko of The Band and many friends and family, (too many). Keith brought along his dad, Bert, so he could meet the man who made his son want to play the guitar - Scotty Moore. Stan Lynch, drummer of Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers, was on hand to keep the peace, except with Garth, and for producing the music. Someday the film will be completed of the making of the great.
"Rockin' Horse" - Derek Trucks Guitar Solo
Maybe I´m amazed, maybe I´m just out of my mind, may its just noise, put together to confuse, a reason to die early, a senseless death waiting for me as it knows I dont have anywhere else to go, unless be around the cold arm of destiny. Family is one of the most violent words, a disgrace, but in this case, its a bless. The Trucks have changed my life.
Derek Trucks solo in "Rockin' Horse" of Gov't Mule, recorded live in "Live At The Beacon Theatre" with The Allman Brothers.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Jeff Beck Group - Beat Club [1972]
Best era of Cozy Powell. Lovely.
Jeff Beck Group - Beat Club 1972
Jeff Beck: Guitar, Backing Vocals
Bob Tench: Vocals
Max Middleton: Keyboards
Clive Chaman: Bass
Cozy Powell: Drums
01: Got The Feeling
02: Situation
03: Morning Dew
04: Tonight I'll Be Staying Here With You
05: Going Down
06: Definitely Maybe
Monday, July 09, 2012
Free - Free Me
What a band, bass player, voice, everything.
Time has passed away or this kind of band.
The White Stripes- One More Cup of Coffee
I like the white stripes version. But others dont, I really dont know why! Kidding, I know why, ´cause this guys sucks.
Saturday, July 07, 2012
Black Sabbath || Rock N Roll Doctor & Tony Iommi Solo || Hammersmith Odeon 1978
My godness. Mr. Iommi kicking our ears around.
Albert Collins - If trouble was money
This performance is legendary, the master of the telecaster live 1990.
Friday, July 06, 2012
I Never Loved a Man (The Way I Love You) - Aretha Franklin
This is what happens when you wake up early in the morning wanting for some action.
Thursday, July 05, 2012
Happy Birthday Robbie Robertson
He´s an asshole but we love him as a guitarist, brilliant composer, he played for the band and had the "pleasure" to break them.
Mountain - Live - King Biscuit Flower Hour
Incredible live recording from Mountain. Leslie´s guitar is better than ever.
1 You Better Believe It 0:00
2 Theme for an Imaginary Western 6:58
3 Never in My Life 11:56
4 Jingle Bells 16:25
5 Get Out of My Life Woman 18:50
6 Mississippi Queen 25:07
7 It's for You 32:01
8 Nantucket Sleighride 39:40
9 Roll Over Beethoven 50:30
10 Whole Lotta Shakin' Going On 52:20
11 Bonus Interview 54:52
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
Weird
" The New Barbarians" if you gotta make a fool of somebody
Ian McLagan -- piano, organ ; Andy Newmark -- drums ;
Willie Weeks -- bass guitar
Monday, July 02, 2012
The Allman Brothers Band with Duane - In Memory of Elizabeth Reed - Fillmore East - 09/23/1970
The Allman Brothers Band live at Fillmore East 09/23/1970
Unaired set from a PBS-TV special
Third song, In Memory of Elizabeth Reed
With Gregg Allman, Duane Allman, Dickey Betts, Berry Oakley, Butch Trucks, and Jai Johanny "Jaimoe" Johanson
Sunday, July 01, 2012
Johnny Winter Band - Live
In my opinion this the best JW´s live performance in rock and roll
01 Good Morning Little School Girl
02 It's My Own Fault
03 Jumpin' Jack Flash
04 Rock And Roll Medley: Great Balls Of Fire/Long Tall Sally/Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On
05 Mean Town Blues
06 Johnny B. Goode
Johnny Winter -1970 Live
Performance footage of "Guess I'll Go Away" from one of Johnny Winter's best bands!
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