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Do you remember when lyrics were really 2 or 3 verses that played over and over ?? but along with the notes .. the licks on the Fenders and Bass play... Drums and percussion ... some songs will live through eternity !!

I think "one" such "Oldy".. has to be "In A Gadda Da Vida" ...

By Iron Butterfly

jus hearing the first few notes can send the adrenaline soaring instantly.. to want to do some of the crazy antics of youth.. but now it's jus getting on the Harley... or getting to the Gym..gone are the magic mushrooms ... LSD.. or that psycotropic thing from a certain cactus plant.. B)

Those day's were so care free.. although I didn't remember in the morning what happened the night before :g:

There were day's when I couldn't tend bar without a hit of something...

Ahhh ... our generation was by far .. the most "tripped out"

Any song bring it back for you ??

Iron Butterfly

In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida lyrics

In a gadda da vida, baby

(In the Garden of Eden)

In a gadda da vida, honey

Don't you know that I'm lovin' you

Oh, won't you come with me

And take my hand

Oh, won't you come with me

And walk this land

Please take my hand

In a gadda da vida, honey

Don't you know that I'm lovin' you

In a gadda da vida, baby

Don't you know that I'll always be true

Oh, won't you come with me

And take my hand

Oh, won't you come with me

And walk this land

Please take my hand

In a gadda da vida, honey

Don't you know that I'm lovin' you

In a gadda da vida, baby

Don't you know that I'll always be true

Oh, won't you come with me

And take my hand

Oh, won't you come with me

And walk this land

Please take my hand

In a gadda da vida, baby

(In the Garden of Eden)

In a gadda da vida, honey

Don't you know that I'm lovin' you

Oh, won't you come with me

And take my hand

Oh, won't you come with me

And walk this land

Please take my hand

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For the first time in a very long time, I am at a loss for words.

Either I truly am as old as my birth certificate says or I watch too much late night television (think Time Life Classic Rock Collection).

In either case, THAT is one of my favs. At one time my father had the vinyl for this. I remember the entire song being REALLY long.

Nice Post R!

T

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For the first time in a very long time, I am at a loss for words.

Either I truly am as old as my birth certificate says or I watch too much late night television (think Time Life Classic Rock Collection).

In either case, THAT is one of my favs. At one time my father had the vinyl for this. I remember the entire song being REALLY long.

Nice Post R!

T

Well,.. my Father being a Professional Musician .. had it's merits... back stage stuff.. I grew up with a lot of free concerts.. :D

T ... you jus made me remember the Looooong version .. with the outrageous Drum solo .... man all the records my dad gave me.. jazz etc..

getting older every minute.. :rolleyes: good memories though

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This one takes me back, Deep Purple...

Fly into the rising sun,

Faces, smiling everyone

Yeah, she is a whole new tradition

I feel it in my heart

My woman from Tokyo

She makes me see

My woman from Tokyo

She's so good to me

Talk about her like a Queen

Dancing in a Eastern Dream

Yeah, she makes me feel like a river

That carries me away

My woman from Tokyo

She makes me see

My woman from Tokyo

She's so good to me

But I'm at home and I

just don't belong ...

So far away from the garden we love

She is what moves in

the soul of a dove

Soon I shall see just how

black was my night

When we're alone in Her City of light

Rising from the neon gloom

Shining like a crazy moon

Yeah, she turns me on like a fire

I get high

My woman from Tokyo

She makes me see

My woman from Tokyo

She's so good to me

Another Deep Purple song from days of sweet Hawaiian buds gone by..

Nobody gonna take my car

I'm gonna race it to the ground

Nobody gonna beat my car

It's gonna break the speed of sound

Oooh it's a killing machine

It's got everything

Like a driving power big fat tyres

and everything

CHORUS

I love it and I need it

I bleed it yeah it's a wild hurricane

Alright hold tight I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my girl

I'm gonna keep her to the end

Nobody gonna have my girl

She stays close on every bend

Oooh she's a killing machine

She got everything

Like a moving mouth body control

and everything

I love her I need her

I seed her

Yeah She turns me on

Alright hold on tight I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my head

I got speed inside my brain

Nobody gonna steal my head

Now that I'm on the road again

Oooh I'm in heaven again

I've got everything

Like a moving ground an open road

and everything

I love it and I need it

I seed it eight cylinders all mine

Alright hold on tight I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my car

I'm gonna race it to the

ground Nobody gonna beat

my car

It's gonna break the speed of sound

Oooh it's a killing machine

It's got everything like a

driving power big

fat tyres and everything

I love it and I need it

I bleed it

Yeah it's a wild hurricane

Alright hold on tight I'm a highway star

I'm a highway star, I'm a highway star

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How about some Jack Bruce?

In the white room with black curtains near the station.

Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.

Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes.

Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment.

Ill wait in this place where the sun never shines;

Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.

You said no strings could secure you at the station.

Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.

I walked into such a sad time at the station.

As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning.

Ill wait in the queue when the trains come back;

Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves.

At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd.

Consolation for the old wound now forgotten.

Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes.

Shes just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.

Ill sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;

Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.

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Those were some very special times indeed. Iron Butterfly could be the earliest heavy metal band, besides Hendrix they really expanded the instruments. Then again Jeff Beck did some abusing also.

To throw up some lyrics here, this is from Hendrix live: Machine guns. Still one of the best live albums I enjoy and this song at over 11 minutes will take you to another place. It was about Vietnam.

Machine gun

Tearing my body all apart

Machine gun, yeah

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 were only families apart

Well I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber

(you know what I mean)

Hey! and your bullets keep knocking me down

Hey, I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber now

Yeah, but you still blast me down to the ground

The same way you shoot me down, baby

Youll be going just the same

Three times the pain,

And your own self to blame

Hey, machine gun

I aint afraid of your mess no more, babe

I aint afraid no more

After a while, your, your cheap talk dont even cause me pain,

So let your bullets fly like rain

cause I know all the time youre wrong baby

And youll be going just the same

Yeah, machine gun

Tearing my family apart

Yeah, yeah, alright

Tearing my family apart

(dont you shoot him down)

(hes bout to leave here)

(dont you shoot him down)

(hes got to stay here)

(he aint going nowhere)

(hes been shot down to the ground)

(oh where he cant survive, no, no)

Yeah, thats what we dont wanna hear anymore, alright?

(no bullets)

At least here, huh huh

(no guns, no bombs)

Huh huh

(no nothin, just lets all live and live)

(you know, instead of killin)

May this be

Love or just

Confusion born out of

Frustration wracked

Feelings - of not

Being able to

Make true physical

Love to the

Universal gypsy queen

True, free expressed music

Darling guitar please

Rest. amen

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Talking about memories, an alltime favourite of mine:

LED ZEPP, Over the hills & far away:

Hey lady--you got the love I need

Maybe more than enough.

Oh darling... walk a while with me

Ooh, youve got so much...

Many times I loved

Many times been bitten

Many times Ive gazed

Along the open road.

Many times Ive lied

Many times Ive listened

Many times Ive wondered

How much there is to know.

Many dreams come true

And some have silver linings

I live for my dream

And a pocketful of gold.

Mellow is the man

Who knows what hes been missing

Many many men

Cant see the open road.

Many is a word

That only leaves you guessing

Guessing bout a thing

You really ought to know, ooh!

You really ought to know

I really ought to know!

Oooh, you know I should, you know I should, you know I should...

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Great post Lani. Along the lines of Iron Butterfly is Grand Funk and American Band....always gets the foot tapping and the memories going

On the road for forty days,

Last night in little rock put me in a haze.

Sweet, sweet connie -- doin her act,

She had the whole show and thats a natural fact.

Up all night with freddy king,

I got to tell you pokers his thing.

A-booze n ladies keep me right,

As long as we can make it to the show tonight.

Chorus

Were an american band.

Were an american band.

Were coming to your town, well help you party it down.

Were an american band.

Four young chaquitas in omaha,

Was waitin for the band to return from the show.

Feelin good, feelin right, its saturday night,

The hotel detective -- he was out-a-sight.

Now, these fine ladies, they had a plan,

They was out to meet the boys in the band.

They said, come on, dudes, lets get it on,

And we proceeded to tear that hotel down.

Were an american band, ooo-ooo.

Were an american band, ooo-ooo.

Were an american band, ooo-ooo.

Of course, the one that always stops me in my tracks is when I hear the synth intro to Baba O'Riley by The Who :)

Out here in the fields

I fight for my meals

I get my back into my living

I don't need to fight

To prove I'm right

I don't need to be forgiven

Don't cry

Don't raise your eye

It's only teenage wasteland

Sally ,take my hand

Travel south crossland

Put out the fire

Don't look past my shoulder

The exodus is here

The happy ones are near

Let's get together

Before we get much older

Teenage wasteland

It's only teenage wasteland

Teenage wasteland

Oh, oh

Teenage wasteland

They're all wasted!

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And Least I forget .. a song that was played often long, long after it's first release... events are frozen in my mind with songs playing at the time ..

The Moody Blues ... far ahead of their time as far as progressive music..

From the Album.. Day's of futures Past

Nights in White Satin

Nights in white satin,

Never reaching the end,

Letters Ive written,

Never meaning to send.

Beauty Id always missed

With these eyes before,

Just what the truth is

I cant say anymore.

cause I love you,

Yes, I love you,

Oh, how, I love you.

Gazing at people,

Some hand in hand,

Just what Im going thru

They can understand.

Some try to tell me

Thoughts they cannot defend,

Just what you want to be

You will be in the end,

And I love you,

Yes, I love you,

Oh, how, I love you.

Oh, how, I love you.

Nights in white satin,

Never reaching the end,

Letters Ive written,

Never meaning to send.

Beauty Id always missed

With these eyes before,

Just what the truth is

I cant say anymore.

cause I love you,

Yes, I love you,

Oh, how, I love you.

Oh, how, I love you.

cause I love you,

Yes, I love you,

Oh, how, I love you.

Oh, how, I love you.

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You guys are great. I get a contact high just by replaying some of those albums in my mind.

I just got me out of my chair to load Jethro Tull's album Stand Up (Digitally Remastered) on the CD player.

New Day Yesterday

My first and last time with you

And we had some fun

Went walking through the trees

And then I kissed you once

Oh, I want to see you soon

But I wonder how

It was a new day yesterday

But it's an old day now

Spent a long time looking

For a game to play

My luck should be so bad now

To turn out this way

Ah, I had to leave today

Just when I thought I'd found you

It was a new day yesterday

But it's an old day now

Spent a long time looking

For a game to play

My luck should be so bad now

To turn out this way

Ah, I had to leave today

Just when I thought I'd found you

It was a new day yesterday

It was a new day yesterday

It was a new day yesterday

But it's an old day now

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For the first time in a very long time, I am at a loss for words.

Either I truly am as old as my birth certificate says or I watch too much late night television (think Time Life Classic Rock Collection).

In either case, THAT is one of my favs. At one time my father had the vinyl for this. I remember the entire song being REALLY long.

Nice Post R!

T

Yeah.... I still have the vinyl for this... :blink::blink:

one that always gets me is Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon... and yup, I got vinyl for this too, original as well as the "audiophile release" remaster, still on vinyl. They sound good, too, on the Klipschorns!

Brain Damage

The lunatic is on the grass.

The lunatic is on the grass.

Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.

Got to keep the loonies on the path.

The lunatic is in the hall.

The lunatics are in my hall.

The paper holds their folded faces to the floor

And every day the paper boy brings more.

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon

And if there is no room upon the hill

And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

The lunatic is in my head.

The lunatic is in my head

You raise the blade, you make the change

You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.

You lock the door

And throw away the key

There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear

You shout and no one seems to hear.

And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

"I can't think of anything to say except...

I think it's marvelous! HaHaHa!"

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The first Springsteen album I ever heard was the The Wild, The Innocent & The E Street Shuffle .... before he became The Boss. Blew my socks off with songs like this one:

INCIDENT ON 57th STREET

Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night

With bruised arms and broken rhythm in a beat-up old Buick

But dressed just like dynamite

He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street

But they sighed "Johnny it falls apart so easy and you know hearts these days are cheap"

And the pimps swung their axes and said "Johnny you're a cheater."

Well the pimps swung their axes and said "Johnny you're a liar"

And from out of the shadows came a young girl's voice said: "Johnny don't cry"

Puerto Rican Jane, oh won't you tell me what's your name.

I want to drive you down to the other side of town where paradise ain't so crowded, there'll be action goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight

All them golden-heeled fairies in a real [censored] fight

Pull .38s and kiss the girls good night

Oh good night, it's alright Jane

Now let them black boys in to light the soul flame

We may find it out on the street tonight baby

Or we may walk until the daylight maybe

Well like a cool Romeo he made his moves, oh she looked so fine

Like a late Juliet she knew he'd never be true but then she really didn't mind

Upstairs a band was playin', the singer was singin' something about goin' home

She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight but just don't leave me alone"

And Johnny cried "Puerto Rican Jane, word is down the cops have found the vein"

Oh them barefoot boys left their homes for the woods

Them little barefoot street boys they say homes ain't no good

They left the corners, threw away all their switchblade knives and kissed each other good-bye

Johnny was sittin' on the fire escape watchin' the kids playin' down the street

He called down "Hey little heroes, summer's long but I guess it ain't very sweet around here anymore"

Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat, Johnny sits up alone and watches her dream on, dream on

And the sister prays for lost souls, then breaks down in the chapel after everyone's gone

Jane moves over to share her pillow but opens her eyes to see Johnny up and putting his clothes on

She says "Those romantic young boys

All they ever want to do is fight"

Those romantic young boys

They're callin' through the window

"Hey Spanish Johnny, you want to make a little easy money tonight?"

And Johnny whispered:

Good night, it's all tight Jane

I'll meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane

We may find it out on the street tonight baby

Or we may walk until the daylight maybe

And then of course there's that girl Rosalita that we all lusted after....

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jkerouac, how could I forget Tull. Just loaded some up to listen to. Btw the way, how you doing old boy. And Grand Funk, the 3 early albums of theirs before they went mainstream really are good.

Pink Floyd goes without saying the greatest. 10 Years After Crickle wood green album still gets alot of time in my house.

So for those of you who may have wondered why no Frank, here` one of my favorites.

Frank Zappa; Willie the Pimp

I'm a little pimp with my hair gassed back

Pair a khaki pants with my shoe shined black

Got a little lady . . . walk the street

Tellin' all the boys that she cain't be beat

Twenny dollah bill (I can set you straight)

Meet me onna corner boy 'n don't be late

Man in a suit with a bow-tie neck

Wanna buy a grunt with a third party check

Standin' onna porch of the Lido Hotel

Floozies in the lobby love the way I sell:

HOT MEAT

HOT RATS

HOT CATS

HOT RITZ

HOT ROOTS

HOT SOOTS

HOT MEAT

HOT RATS

HOT CATS

HOT ZITZ

HOT ROOTS

HOT SOOTS

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jkerouac, how could I forget Tull. Just loaded some up to listen to. Btw the way, how you doing old boy. And Grand Funk, the 3 early albums of theirs before they went mainstream really are good.

I went to a boarding school for high school. Typical thin dormitory walls. The guys next door put Grand Funk on their record players and replayed them over and over and over and over again.... even when they weren't in their room. We almost tore the wall down just to turn it off. Have to admit that I've never been able to listen to Grand Funk since that early "traumatic" experience.

I wonder which of my favorite albums those guys can't stand due to overexposure??? B)

By the way, I've always had a fond spot for Pink Floyd's Atom Heart Mother.

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But no one can forget ....I remember concerts where smoke would pour out of every door of the "Honolulu International Center Arena" .. now the "Blaisdell Arena" .. and even the Police wouldn't bother.. man times have changed :rolleyes:

but I remember James Taylor .. (one of many) .. so laid back.. and then another one at the Waikiki shell.. under the stars.. everything was so care free.. doobie.. surf ... doobie.. surf... :thumbsupsmileyanim:

James Taylor You've Got A Friend Lyrics

Songwriters: N/A

When you're down and troubled

and you need a helping hand

and nothing whoa nothing is going right.

Close your eyes and think of me

and soon I will be there

to brighten up even your darkest nights.

You just call out my name

and you know where ever I am

I'll come running oh yeah baby

to see you again.

Winter spring summer or fall

all you have to do is call

and I'll be there yeah yeah yeah.

You've got a friend.

If the sky above you

should turn dark and full of clouds

and that old north wind should begin to blow

Keep your head together and call my name out loud

and soon I will be knocking upon your door.

You just call out my name and you know where ever I am

I'll come running to see you again.

Winter, spring, summer or fall

all you got to do is call

and I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend?

People can be so cold.

They'll hurt you and desert you.

Well they'll take your soul if you let them.

Oh yeah, but don't you let them.

You just call out my name and you know wherever I am

I'll come running to see you again.

Oh babe, don't you know that,

Winter spring summer or fall,

Hey now, all you've got to do is call.

Lord, I'll be there, yes I will.

You've got a friend.

You've got a friend.

Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.

Ain't it good to know ain't it good to know aint it good to know you've got a friend.

and don't forget the "Doobie Brothers" ... Black Water .. man their guitar player had the fastest fingers I have ever seen..

and my fav Guitarist.... Carlos Santana .... sheesh .. better stop.. :D

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