KISS collaboration

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westen44

Quote from: uwe on February 14, 2014, 06:34:56 AM
It will raise your credibility as a rock music afficionado like nothing else! And it's lovingly done, nice booklet and the mock LP paper CD sleeves are not of the usual junk quality.

Thanks, I'll probably end up getting it.  Not sure exactly when, but hopefully sooner rather than later.  I just ran across this article about Dylan's debut album.

http://www.nme.com/blogs/nme-blogs/20-things-you-might-not-know-about-bob-dylans-debut-album
It's not those who write the laws that have the greatest impact on society.  It's those who write the songs.

--Blaise Pascal

uwe

Amptekkie, credit where credit's due. I just heard Rock'n'Roll Train by coincidence in the car ... and yes it's primal in how irresistible it is and Herr Rudd does have a knack of laying down ...




But why does Johnson sing "Runaway Train" rather than "Rock'n'Roll Train"? I'm easily confused you know. And I hope Ike and Tina Turner don't ever listen too closely to that verse ... is there a train station within Nutbush's City Limits btw?  :mrgreen:
We've taken too much for granted ... and all the time it had grown ...
From techno seeds we first planted ... evolved a mind of its own ...

Pilgrim

WWDP

What Would Dylan Poach?

Dave can have T-shirts made up.   ;)
"A computer lets you make more mistakes faster than any other invention with the possible exceptions of handguns and tequila."

uwe

Dave has a penchant for dismantling American heroes.
We've taken too much for granted ... and all the time it had grown ...
From techno seeds we first planted ... evolved a mind of its own ...

Dave W

Quote from: westen44 on February 13, 2014, 11:01:04 PM
What did Dylan poach?  Is this what you're talking about?  Regardless, I agree with what he said about his critics who didn't want him to switch to electric.  Those acoustic purists are, well, Dylan said what they are.  I wouldn't have used such strong language, but I agree with his point. 

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/09/13/bob-dylan-wussies-pussies-plagiarism_n_1880268.html

I hadn't read that. It was probably a response to Joni Mitchell who called him a plagiarist and a fake in an earlier interview.

Whatever. He has a long record of incorporating other songs into his, starting with Blowing In The Wind (tune copped from No More Auction Block) and Don't Think Twice (tune copped from Who's Gonna Buy Your Chickens When I'm Gone).

Did you hear about the Little Budddy flap, about five years ago? As a teenager at a summer camp for Jewish kids, he "wrote" a poem called Little Buddy and submitted it for the camp newspaper. It wasn't published but the camp counselor/newspaper editor still had it and was going to auction it off and give the proceeds to another charitable cause. Within a few hours after Christie's announced the auction, a number of people pointed out that his "original" poem was actually the lyrics to a Hank Snow song of the same name from the late 1940s.

That's just who he is, IMHO. Not that he hasn't done anything original, but he's not the creative genius some would make him out to be.

Edited to add: A (Hank) Snow Job

westen44

I hadn't heard about much of that.  It is hard, though, for me to take Joni Mitchell seriously.  Every time I hear about her, she is complaining about something.  It's kind of like the boy who cried wolf.  I never know what part of what she is saying is important or not.  I've never thought Dylan was a creative genius and I don't even like folk very much.  But I do feel he has done quite a lot of good songs through the years, way more than many other people, IMO. 
It's not those who write the laws that have the greatest impact on society.  It's those who write the songs.

--Blaise Pascal

uwe

I've always seen Herr Zimmerman as a literary man who sings his poems and strums a little guitar to it. Sometimes he has a catchy tune to it, but that is more coincidence than anything else. And all literary writers steal from others, Shakespeare or the Brothers Grimm. But he sure has a way with words, I wish I had written a lyric like that only once:

"Hurricane"


Pistols shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Cries out "My God they killed them all"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Three bodies lying there does Patty see
And another man named Bello moving around mysteriously
"I didn't do it" he says and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbing the register I hope you understand
I saw them leaving" he says and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops"
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashing
In the hot New Jersey night.

Meanwhile far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that
In Patterson that's just the way things go
If you're black you might as well not shown up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.

Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the corps
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowling around
He said "I saw two men running out they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates"
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said "Wait a minute boys this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.

Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dying eye
Says "Wha'd you bring him in here for ? He ain't the guy !"
Yes here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Four months later the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in South America fighting for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are putting the screws to him looking for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar ?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law ?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter you saw running that night ?"
"Don't forget that you are white".

Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"
Cops said "A boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talking to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail be a nice fellow
You'll be doing society a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and getting braver
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim".

Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work he'd say and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.

All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus he never had a chance
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
And though they could not produce the gun
The DA said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.

Rubin Carter was falsely tried
The crime was murder 'one' guess who testified
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers they all went along for the ride
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand ?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell
That's the story of the Hurricane
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.


We've taken too much for granted ... and all the time it had grown ...
From techno seeds we first planted ... evolved a mind of its own ...

Dave W

I'll stick with Hank Snow. At least when I listen to "I'm Movin' On" I don't have to wonder if he really wrote it.

lowend1

Quote from: westen44 on February 14, 2014, 10:44:28 AM
I hadn't heard about much of that.  It is hard, though, for me to take Joni Mitchell seriously.  Every time I hear about her, she is complaining about something.  It's kind of like the boy who cried wolf.  I never know what part of what she is saying is important or not.

Wait. Joni Mitchell said something important? When?
If you can't be an athlete, be an athletic supporter

westen44

Quote from: lowend1 on February 14, 2014, 09:00:52 PM
Wait. Joni Mitchell said something important? When?

I probably should have used the word "accurate" instead of "important."  It's hard to know if she is saying anything accurate or not due to the excessive complaining which usually goes along with anything she says. 
It's not those who write the laws that have the greatest impact on society.  It's those who write the songs.

--Blaise Pascal

nofi

"life is a blur of republicans and meat"- zippy the pinhead

Highlander

Red means run, son, numbers add up to nothin'...

Nothin' is perfect, in God's perfect plan; he only gave us the good things so we'd understand, what life, without them, was like...

Dylan is a craftsman, but, for me, with a voice that drives a nail through my ear...

The random mind of a Silver Surfer...
If research was easy, it wouldn't need doing...
Staring at that event horizon is a dirty job, but someone has to do it; something's going to come back out of it one day...

gweimer

I read a general statement once that put it plainly - Why is it that singer/songwriters usually can't?
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty

Highlander

I like that... :mrgreen:

Certainly applies to Neil Young, but at least I can tolerate his whine...
The random mind of a Silver Surfer...
If research was easy, it wouldn't need doing...
Staring at that event horizon is a dirty job, but someone has to do it; something's going to come back out of it one day...

wellREDman

Love this place,
starts off with hello kitty/KISS crossover and ends up with ac/dc Bob Dylan comparisons

Quote from: uwe on February 14, 2014, 12:05:32 PM
I've always seen Herr Zimmerman as a literary man who sings his poems and strums a little guitar to it.
spot on, as a teenager I hated Bob Dylan, but one day my English teacher heard me say so, and gave me a book of his complete works, lyrics only, presented as poetry. I devoured it cover to cover, separated from his "distinctive" singing I fell in love with his use of words, which then enabled me to get past his  drone to the beauty of the song.

Quote from: gweimer on February 15, 2014, 12:57:24 PM
Why is it that singer/songwriters usually can't?
Brilliant :)