What Are You Listening To?

[CRAZY-HORSE]

U2  "how to dismantle an atomic bomb"  cd, 2004

their eleventh of fourteen....
three decent producers on here: Steve Lillywhiye, Daniel Lanois and Brian Eno...
album sold 10,000,000 + copies, their last huge seller....
majority of the songs dont have that stereotypical U2 sound...
funny how the lead off singles from U2 albums are generally the ones i like least on their albums and this one is no different as i cannot stand the single "vertigo"...
apart from that, a good solid rock album though IMO.
I LIKE THIS ALBUM

favourite track (the fourth single)

[JeromeD]

A trip into the dim and distant past - https://youtu.be/YnGoOKPGDCo

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CH posted a queen track a few posts ago - here's another - https://youtu.be/zPtmMsTpGSs

[CRAZY-HORSE]

had never heard that Badfinger song before, nice song.

[JeromeD]

A couple of tracks from Uncle James

https://youtu.be/n18qlq5uNpk

https://youtu.be/I_YFZuxBHHk

https://youtu.be/5wXc8CnVr7g - this live album (2 CD version) is a must for any collection

https://youtu.be/X384_BZ0HZI - also from the same live album - fantastic voices.

https://youtu.be/iZbDZYRF5cQ - just listen to the drummer on this - the brilliant Carlos Vega - sadly took his own life. A real talent.

[CRAZY-HORSE]

his 24th studio album...
wedged in his catalogue between two duds (empire burlesque/down in the groove)...
released in 1986...
big chart failure...
love the almost gospel sounding backing vocals on here...
only eight tracks, love half of it, like another couple but two duds also...
best on here for me is the eleven minute epic Brownsville Girl...
I LIKE THIS ALBUM

favourite: 






Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying to make a name for himself
The townspeople wanted to crush that
Kid down and string him up by the neck
Well, the marshal, now he beat that kid to a bloody pulp
As the dying gunfighter lay in the sun and gasped for his last breath
Turn him loose, let him go, let him say he outdrew me fair and square
I want him to feel what it's like to every moment face his death
Well, I keep seeing this stuff and it just comes a-rolling in
And you know it blows right through me like a ball and chain
You know I can't believe we've
Lived so long and are still so far apart
The memory of you keeps callin' after me like a rollin' train
I can still see the day that you came to me on the painted desert
In your busted down Ford and your platform heels
I could never figure out why you chose that particular place to meet
Ah, but you were right, it was perfect as I got in behind the wheel
Well, we drove that car all night into San Anton'
And we slept near the Alamo, your skin was so tender and soft
Way down in Mexico you went out to
Find a doctor and you never came back
I would have gone on after you but I
Didn't feel like letting my head get blown off
Well, we're drivin' this car and
The sun is comin' up over the Rockies
Now I know she ain't you but she's here
And she's got that dark rhythm in her soul
But I'm too over the edge and I ain't in
The mood anymore to remember the times when
I was your only man
And she don't want to remind me
She knows this car would go out of control
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville
Curls, teeth like pearls shining like the
Moon above
Brownsville girl
Show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey
Love
Well, we crossed the panhandle and then we headed towards Amarillo
We pulled up where Henry Porter used to live
He owned a wreckin' lot outside of
Town about a mile
Ruby was in the backyard hanging
Clothes, she had her red hair tied back
She saw us come rolling up in a trail of dust
She says, "Henry ain't here but you can
Come on in, he'll be back in a little while."
Then she told us how times were tough
And about how she was thinkin' of bummin' a
Ride back to from where she started
But she changes subject every time money came up
She said, "Welcome to the land of the living dead."
But you can tell she was so broken-hearted
She said, "Even the swap meets
Around here are getting pretty corrupt."
"How far are y'all going?" Ruby asked us with a sigh
"We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn
'Til the sun peels the paint and the seat
Covers fade and the water moccasin dies."
Ruby just smiled and said, "Ah, you know some babies never learn."
Something about that movie though
Well I just can't get it out of my head
But I can't remember why I was in it
Or what part I was supposed to play
All I remember about it was Gregory Peck and the way people moved
And a lot of them seemed to be lookin' my way
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville
Curls, teeth like pearls shining like the
Moon above
Brownsville girl
If you show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey
Love
Well, they were looking for somebody with a pompadour
I was crossin' the street when shots rang out
I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran
"We got him cornered in the churchyard," I heard somebody shout
Well, you saw my picture in the Corpus
Christi Tribune. Underneath it, it said, "A
Man with no alibi."
You went out on a limb to testify for me, you said I was with you
Then when I saw you break down in
Front of the judge and cry real tears
It was the best acting I saw anybody do
Now I've always been the kind of person
That doesn't like to trespass but sometimes
You just find yourself over the line
Oh if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now
You know, I feel pretty good
But that ain't sayin' much. I could feel a whole lot
Better
If you were just here by my side to show me how
Well, I'm standin' in line in the
Rain to see a movie starring Gregory Peck
Yeah, but you know it's not the one that I had in mind
He's got a new one out now, I don't even know what it's about
But I'll see him in anything so I'll stand in line
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville
Curls, teeth like pearls shining like the
Moon above
Brownsville girl
Show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey
Love
You know, it's funny how things never
Turn out the way you had 'em planned
The only thing we knew for sure about
Henry Porter is that his name wasn't Henry
Porter
And you know there was somethin' about
You baby that I liked that was always too
Good for this world
Just like you always said there was
Something about me you liked that I left behind
In the French Quarter
Strange how people who suffer together
Have stronger connections than people who
Are most content
I don't have any regrets, they can talk about me plenty when I'm gone
You always said people don't do what they
Believe in, they just do what's most convenient
Then they repent
And I always said, "Hang on to me
Baby, and let's hope that the roof stays on."
There was a movie I seen one time, I think I sat through it twice
I don't remember who I was or where I was bound
All I remember about it was it starred
Gregory Peck, he wore a gun and he was shot
In the back
Seems like a long time ago, long before the stars were torn down
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville
Curls, teeth like pearls shining like the
Moon above
Brownsville girl
Show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey
Love

[Music Head]

^^
that track is a classic for me
now that's song writing

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^^

and this one comes in a close second for me even though it wasnt written by Dylan.  great stuff IMO






There was a man named Mahatma Gandhi
He would not bow down, he would not fight
He knew the deal was a-down and dirty
And nothing wrong could make it right away
But he knew his duty, and the price he had to pay
Just another holy man, who dared to be a friend
My God, they killed him.


Another man from Atlanta, Georgia
Name of Martin Luther King
He shook the land like a rolling thunder
He made the bells of freedom ring today
With a dream of beauty, that they cannot take away
Just another holy man, who dared to make a stand
My God, they killed him.

The only son of the God Almighty
The holy one called Jesus Christ
He healed the sick and he fed the hungry
And for his love they took his life away
On the road to glory, where the story never ends
Just the holy son of man I'll never understand
My God, they killed him.

There was a man named Mahatma Gandhi
A man named Martin Luther King
The only son of God Almighty
The holy one called Jesus Christ
On the road to glory, where the story never ends
Just the holy son of man I'll never understand
My God, they killed him

[JeromeD]

Pure genius - https://youtu.be/I8UHCqvuUqY

And his absolute masterpiece - https://youtu.be/lnc2ljZA3bk

[CRAZY-HORSE]

BOB DYLAN "shot of love"  cd,  1981

his twenty-first studio album...
cover has that distinct Warhol 'pop-art' style happening which isnt a bad thing...
a good solid album, obviously not his best but very good.
the last of his "christian trilogy"..
standout thing is Dylan is actually singing, well, as close to real singing as he could manage anyhow...
nothing i dislike and two or three i love...
some rock, some chugging-blues, a hint of gospel and a ballad or two...
as a bit of trivia this is apparently Bono's faovurite Dylan album
I LIKE THIS ALBUM

standout track for me:






In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
There's a dying voice within me reaching out somewhere
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair.

Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break
In the fury of the moment I can see the master's hand
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name
Then onward in my journey I come to understand
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand.

I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night
In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face.

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other time it's only me
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.

[JeromeD]

Today's pick - what a voice - gives me goosebumps every time I hear it. Fantabulous!

https://youtu.be/KUhBc35T-e4

And of course this one. Lost for words to describe this track.

https://youtu.be/9qFXdgqCcq8