Style : Rock Canadien
Album :Music from Big Pink
Année : 1968
Pays : Canada

Notes : Un peu à la manière d’un steppenwolf, The Band, s’illustre par un morceaux tres construit, tres prenant mais qui là aussi va quelque peu ecraser le groupe. Autre fait marquant le morceaux est également présent sur le BO d’Easy Riders.

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https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Band

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I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin’ about half past dead
I just need some place where I can lay my head
« Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed? »
He just grinned and shook my hand and, « No », was all he said

Take a load off Annie
Take a load for free
Take a load off Annie
And you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)

I picked up my bag and I went lookin’ for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin’ side by side
And I said, « Hey, Carmen, come on, would you like to go downtown? »
And she said, « Well, I gotta go but my friend can stick around »

And take a load off Annie
Take a load for free
Take a load off Annie
And you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)

Go down, Miss Moses, there ain’t nothin’ that you can say
‘Cause just ol’ Luke and Luke’s waitin’ on the Judgment Day
« Well, now Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee? »
He said, « Do me a favor, son, won’t you stay an’ keep Anna Lee company? »

Take a load off Annie
Take a load for free
Take a load off Annie
And you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)

Crazy Chester followed me and he caught me in the fog
He said, « I will fix your rags, if you’ll take Jack, my dog »
I said, « Wait a minute, Chester, you know I’m a peaceful man »
He said, « That’s okay, boy, won’t you feed him when you can? »

Take a load off Annie
Take a load for free
Take a load off Annie
And you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)

Catch a Cannonball, now, to take me down the line
My, my bag is sinkin’ low and I do believe it’s time
To get back to Miss Fannie, you know she’s the only one
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone

Take a load off Annie
Take a load for free
Take a load off Annie
And you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)

Source : metrolyrics.com

Style : Rock
Album : The Doors
Année : 1967
Pays : USA

Notes : Morrison était il un extra terrestre ou un type qui cherchait juste à aller ailleurs ? Sincère en tout cas, difficile d’en douter. Ce qui est sur, c’est que les Doors ont amenés quelques choses « d’autre ». L’orgue spatial, les riffs gras et cette voix de gamin vont créer quelque chose de difficilement définissable mais qui marquera l’histoire du rock et meme de la musique. Il ne faut pas s’arrêter au coté « poete perdu » ou au film d’Oliver Stone : Il faut juste essayer d’écouter leur quelques album mais sans avoir l’imagerie qui a été crée autour. C’est peut être un des rare groupe ou il est préférable de ne pas voir les vidéos.

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https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Doors

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You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide

Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side, yeah

We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried?

Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side

Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get, she get
She get, she get high

I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain
Eyes that lie

Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, auh, oh, yeah

Made the scene, week to week
Day to day, hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide

Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, break on through
Break on through, break on through
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey hey

Source : metrolyrics.com

Style : Rock
Album : Are You Experienced
Année : 1967
Pays : USA

Notes : Foxy Lady est une potion magique concocté par un alchimiste qui traversera notre univers pour s’en fabriquer un autre. Jimi et sa guitare ne font qu’un, il copule avec même .Ils prennent vraiment leur pied et ça s’entend.

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https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jimi_Hendrix

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Foxy
Foxy

You know you’re a cute little heartbreaker
Foxy
You know you’re a sweet little lovemaker
Foxy

I wanna take you home
I won’t do you no harm, no
You’ve got to be all mine, all mine
Ooh, foxy lady

I see you, heh, on down on the scene
Foxy
You make me wanna get up and uh scream
Foxy
Ah, baby listen now
I’ve made up my mind yeah
I’m tired of wasting all my precious time
You’ve got to be all mine, all mine
Foxy lady

Here I come

I’m gonna take you home
I won’t do you no harm, no
You’ve got to be all mine, all mine

Here I come baby
I’m comin’ to get ya
Ow foxy lady
You look so good
Yeah, foxy
Yeah, give us some
Foxy
Yeah, get it, babe
You make me feel like
Feel like sayin’ foxy
Oh lady
Foxy
Foxy lady
Foxy lady

Source : metrolyrics.com

Style : Rock
Album : Disraeli Gears
Année : 1967
Pays : UK

Notes : Trop d’égos dans la Cream, le trio se défini comme la crème des musiciens (Eric Clapton a la guitare) … a un moment cela se bouscule dans leur tetes et ils explosent !

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https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cream

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It’s getting near dawn,
When lights close their tired eyes
I’ll soon be with you my love,
To give you my dawn surprise
I’ll be with you darling soon,
I’ll be with you when the stars start falling

I’ve been waiting so long
To be where I’m going
In the sunshine of your love

I’m with you my love,
The light’s shining through on you
Yes, I’m with you my love,
It’s the morning and just we two
I’ll stay with you darling now,
I’ll stay with you till my seas are dried up

I’ve been waiting so long
To be where I’m going
In the sunshine of your love

I’m with you my love,
The light’s shining through on you.
Yes, I’m with you my love,
It’s the morning and just we two.
I’ll stay with you darling now,
I’ll stay with you till my seas are dried up

I’ve been waiting so long
I’ve been waiting so long
I’ve been waiting so long
To be where I’m going
In the sunshine of your love

Source : metrolyrics.com

Style : Psy
Album : Surrealistic Pillow
Année : 1967
Pays : USA

Notes : Tiens il reste encore un peu d’exta.  Planant oui mais aussi dérangeant, le groupe nous pousse vers les contrées inexplorées. Le timbre de voix de  sa chanteuse de l’époque, Grace Slick, se veut presque agressive, un ange ténébreux qui nous pousse vers le bord de la falaise. « White Rabbit », un autre morceaux du groupe, sera aussi le theme du film ¨Platoon. Il represente tellement bien l’absurdité décrite dans le film.

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https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jefferson_Airplane

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When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies
Don’t you want somebody to love, don’t you
Need somebody to love, wouldn’t you
Love somebody to love, you better
Find somebody to love

When the garden flowers baby are dead, yes and
Your mind, your mind is so full of red
Don’t you want somebody to love, don’t you
Need somebody to love, wouldn’t you
Love somebody to love, you better
Find somebody to love

Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
Yeah, but in your head, baby, I’m afraid you don’t know where it is
Don’t you want somebody to love, don’t you
Need somebody to love, wouldn’t you
Love somebody to love, you better
Find somebody to love

Tears are running down and down and down your breast
And your friends, baby they treat you like a guest
Don’t you want somebody to love, don’t you
Need somebody to love, wouldn’t you
Love somebody to love, you better
Find somebody to love

Source : metrolyrics.com

Style : Psy
Album : The Psychedelic Sounds of the 13th Floor Elevators
Année : 1966
Pays : USA

Notes : Ca y est, Timothy Leary a vendu tout son stock de pilules. Psychedelic est même dans le titre de l’album. Ca sens bon le patchouli et les pattes d’eph mais qu’est ce que c’est bon. Et non, la vidéo ne déconne pas, ça a bien été filmé comme ça.

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Oh yeah!
Ahh!
You’re gonna wake up one morning as the sun greets the dawn.
You’re gonna wake up one morning as the sun greets the dawn.
You’re gonna look around in your mind, girl, you’re gonna find that
I’m gone.
You didn’t realize,
You didn’t realize,
You didn’t realize,
You didn’t realize,
You didn’t realize.
Oh! you’re gonna miss me, baby.
Oh! you’re gonna miss me, baby.
Oh! you’re gonna miss me, child, yeah, yeah.
I gave you the warning,
But you never heeded it.
How can you say you miss my lovin,
When you never needed it?
Yeah! Yeah! Ow!
You’re gonna wake up wonderin’,
Find yourself all alone,
But what’s gonna stop me, baby?
I’m not comin’ home.
I’m not comin’ home.
I’m not comin’ home.
Oh, oh, oh, yeah!

Source : stlyrics.com

Style : Psy
Album : Feak out !
Année : 1966
Pays : USA

Notes : Zappa est le père des « mothers of invention ». Là on est dans l’expérimental, le bizarre, le … Freak. En 1966, ils décollent et Zappa est au commande. Même les prénoms de ses enfants semblent issue d’un autre univers : Moon, Dweezil, Ahmet et Diva.

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https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Mothers_of_Invention

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Well I’m about to get UPSET
From watchin’ my TV
Been checkin’ out the news
Until my eyeballs fail to see
I mean they say that every day
Is just another rotten mess
And when it’s gonna change, my friends
Is anybody’s guess

So I’m watchin’ and I’m waitin’
Hopin’ for the best
Even think I’ll go to prayin’
Every time I hear ’em sayin’
That there’s no way to delay
That trouble comin’ every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin’ every day

Wednesday I watched the riot…
I seen the cops out on the street
Watched ’em throwin’ rocks and stuff
And chokin’ in the heat
Listened to reports
About the whisky passin’ ’round
Seen the smoke & fire
And the market burnin’ down
Watched while everybody
On his street would take a turn
To stomp and smash and bash and crash
And slash and bust and burn

And I’m watchin’ and I’m waitin’
Hopin’ for the best
Even think I’ll go to prayin’
Every time I hear ’em sayin’
That there’s no way to delay
That trouble comin’ every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin’ every day

Well you can cool it,
You can heat it…
‘Cause, baby, I don’t need it…
Take your TV tube and eat it
‘N all that phony stuff on sports
‘N all THOSE unconfirmed reports
You know I watched that rotten box
Until my head began to hurt
From checkin’ out the way
The newsmen say they get the dirt
Before the guys on channel so-and-so
And further they assert
That any show they’ll interrupt
To bring you news if it comes up
They say that if the place blows up
They’ll be the first to tell
Because the boys they got downtown
Are workin’ hard and doin’ swell,
And if anybody gets the news
Before it hits the street,
They say that no one blabs it faster
Their coverage can’t be beat

And if another woman driver
Gets machine-gunned from her seat
They’ll send some joker with a brownie
And you’ll see it all complete

So I’m watchin’ and I’m waitin’
Hopin’ for the best
Even think I’ll go to prayin’
Every time I hear ’em sayin’
That there’s no way to delay
That trouble comin’ every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin’ every day

Hey you know something people
I’m not black
But there’s a whole lots a times
I wish I could say I’m not white

Well, I seen the fires burnin’
And the local people turnin’
On the merchants and the shops
Who used to sell their brooms and mops
And every other household item
Watched the mob just turn and bite ’em
And they say it served ’em right
Because a few of them are white,
And it’s the same across the nation
Black & white discrimination
They’re yellin’ « You can’t understand me! »
And all the other crap they hand me
In the papers and TV
‘N all that mass stupidity
That seems to grow more every day
Each time you hear some nitwit say
He wants to go and do you in
Because the color of your skin
Just don’t appeal to him
(No matter if it’s black or white)
Because he’s out for blood tonight
You know we gotta sit around at home
And watch this thing begin
But I bet there won’t be many left
To see it really end
‘Cause the fire in the street
Ain’t like the fire in my heart
And in the eyes of all these people
Don’t you know that this could start
On any street in any town
In any state if any clown
Decides that now’s the time to fight
For some ideal he thinks is right
And if a million more agree
There ain’t no great society
As it applies to you and me
Our country isn’t free
And the law refuses to see
If all that you can ever be
Is just a lousy janitor
Unless your uncle owns a store
You know that five in every four
WON’T amount TO nothin’ more
So watch the rats go across the floor
And make up songs about being poor
Blow you harmonica son!

Source : metrolyrics.com

Style : Rock ‘n’ roll
Album : Aftermath
Année : 1966
Pays : UK

Notes : On retrouve « Paint it Black » comme générique de la série télé « Tour of duty » ou « l’Enfer du devoir » en Francais. Ce qui posera bien sur un problème lors de l’édition en vidéo sur le territoire de molière ou le morceau disparaîtra.

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https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Rolling_Stones

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I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens ev’ry day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door I must have it painted black
Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts
It’s not easy facin’ up, when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the settin’ sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin’ comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm

I want to see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I want to see the sun, blotted out from the sky
I want to see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah! Hmm, hmm, hmm

Source : metrolyrics.com

Style : Psy
Album : The Velvet Underground and Nico
Année : 1966
Pays : USA

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https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Velvet_Underground

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I’m waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, one, two, five
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I’m waiting for my man

Hey, white boy, what you doin’ uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin’ our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it’s the furthest from my mind
I’m just lookin’ for a dear, dear friend of mine
I’m waiting for my man

Here he comes, he’s all dressed in black
Beat up shoes and a big straw hat
He’s never early, he’s always late
First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait
I’m waiting for my man, ah work it now

Up to a brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody body’s pinned you, but nobody cares
He’s got the works, gives you sweet taste
Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I’m waiting for my man

Source : metrolyrics.com

Style : Rock
Album : From Nowhere
Année : 1966
Pays : UK

Notes : Parfois le poids d’une chanson devient presque écrasant pour un groupe, c’est un peu le cas de Wild Thing. Repris par Hendrix, chanté dans les stades de baseball, utilisé dans des films ou des publicités, le morceaux est gravé dans le marbre de l’histoire mais il a aussi fini par prendre le pas sur le groupe. N’hésité pas non plus a jeter un oeil sur le film « Wild Thing » ou Sexcrimes en Francaise avec Denise Richards et Neve Campbell.

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Troggs

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Wild thing, you make my heart sing
You make everything groovy, wild thing
Wild thing, I think I love you
But I wanna know for sure
Come on and hold me tight
I love you

Wild thing, you make my heart sing
You make everything groovy, wild thing
Wild thing, I think you move me
But I wanna know for sure
Come on and hold me tight
You move me

Wild thing, you make my heart sing
You make everything groovy, wild thing
Wild thing, you make my heart sing

Source : metrolyrics.com