20/1/1975: BOB DYLAN LANÇA O ÁLBUM "BLOOD ON THE TRACKS"

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HURRICANE (1975) BOB DYLAN  

Sérgio Luiz Gallina

Pistol shots ring out in the ballroom night

Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall

She sees the bartender in a pool of blood

Cries out, "My God, they've killed them all!"

Here comes the story of the Hurricane

The man the authorities came to blame

For somethin' that he never done

Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been

The champion of the world

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Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see

And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously

"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands

"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.

I saw them leavin'," 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 flashin'

In the hot New Jersey night

----

Meanwhile, far away in another part of town

Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' 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 Paterson that's just the way things go

If you're black you might as well not show up on the street

'Less you wanna draw the heat

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Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops

Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around

He said, I saw two men runnin' out

They looked likemiddleweights

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

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Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in

Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs

The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye

Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!"

Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane

The man the authorities came to blame

For somethin' 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, fightin' for his name

While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game

And the cops are puttin' the screws to him

Lookin' 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 that you saw runnin' that night?"

"Don't forget that you are white"

----

Arthur Dexter Bradley said:"I'm really not sure"

Cops said:"A poor boy like you could use a break

We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello

Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.

You'll be doin' society a favor

That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver.

We want to put his ass in stir

We want to pin this triple murder on him

He ain't no gentleman jim"

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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 jail house

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 D.A. 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

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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 in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been

The champion of the world

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PRIMEIROS PARÁGRAFOS INESQUECÍVEIS

"Lou Levy, o chefão da Leeds Music Publishing, levou-me de táxi até o Pythian Temple, na West 70th Street, para me mostrar o minúsculo estúdio onde Bill Haley e Seus Cometas haviam gravado 'Rock Around The Clock' - e dali para o restaurante de Jack Dempsey na 58th com a Broadway, onde sentamos em uma cabine forrada de couro vermelho que dava para a janela da frente.

Lou me apresentou a Jack Dempsey, o grande boxeador. Jack brandiu o punho na minha direção.

- Você parece leve demais para um peso-pesado, vai ter de ganhar uns quilos. Vai ter de se vestir um pouco melhor, ficar um pouco mais na moda - não que vá precisar de muita coisa em termos de roupa quando estiver no ringue; não tenha medo de bater forte demais em ninguém.

- Ele não é boxeador, Jack, ele é um compositor e vamos lançar suas canções."

Crônicas (Volume Um) - Bob Dylan - 2004

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VERSÃO BRASILEIRA

Knockin' on Heaven's Door é um single de Bob Dylan, lançado na trilha sonora do filme Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid, de 1973. É uma de suas canções mais famosas, regravada por diversos artistas.

Em 1997, o cantor e compositor Zé Ramalho gravou uma versão em português da canção, intitulada de Batendo na Porta do Céu. A versão foi gravada no álbum Antologia Acústica.

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Bob Dylan e Johnny Cash

TRILHA SONORA

Knockin' on Heaven's Door (Bob Dylan) - Bob Dylan

Pat Garrett e Billy the Kid - 1973 - Sam Peckinpah

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IT AIN'T ME BABE* (1967) JOAN BAEZ

Sérgio Luiz Gallina

Go 'way from my window

Leave at your own chosen speed

I'm not the one you want, babe

I'm not the one you need

You say you're lookin' for someone

Who's never weak but always strong

To protect you an' defend you

Whether you are right or wrong

Someone to open each and every door

But it ain't me, babe

No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe

----

Go lightly from the ledge, babe

Go lightly from the ground

I'm not the one you want, babe

I will only let you down

You say you're lookin' for someone

Who will promise never to part

Someone to close his eyes for you

Someone to close his heart

Someone who will die for you an' more

But it ain't me, babe

No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe

----

Go melt back into the night, babe

Everything inside is made of stone

There's nothing in here moving

An' anyway I'm not alone

You say you're looking for someone

Who'll pick you up every time you fall

To gather flowers constantly

An' to come every time you call

A lover for your life an' nothing more

But it ain't me, babe

No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe

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*Bob Dylan

FRASE DO DIA

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LIKE A ROLLING STONE* (1995) THE ROLLING STONES

Sérgio Luiz Gallina

Once upon a time you dressed so fine

You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?

People'd call, say,

"Beware doll, you're bound to fall"

You thought they were all kiddin' you

You used to laugh about

Everybody that was hangin' out

Now you don't talk so loud

Now you don't seem so proud

About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

----

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely

But you know you only used to get juiced in it

And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street

And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it

You said you'd never compromise

With the mystery tramp, but now you realize

He's not selling any alibis

As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes

And ask him do you want to make a deal?

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You never turned around

to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns

When they all did tricks for you

You never understood that it ain't no good

You shouldn't let other people

get your kicks for you

You used to ride on the chrome horse

with your diplomat

Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat

Ain't it hard when you discover that

He really wasn't where it's at

After he took from you everything he could steal.

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Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people

They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made

Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things

But you'd better lift your diamond ring,

you'd better pawn it babe

You used to be so amused

At Napoleon in rags

and the language that he used

Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse

When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose

You're invisible now,

you got no secrets to conceal.

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*Bob Dylan

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MY BACK PAGES* (1992) BOB DYLAN & CIA

Sérgio Luiz Gallina

Crimson flames tied through my ears

Rollin' high and mighty traps

Pounced with fire on flaming roads

Using ideas as my maps

"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I

Proud 'neath heated brow

Ah, but I was so much older then

I'm younger than that now

----

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth

"Rip down all hate," I screamed

Lies that life is black and white

Spoke from my skull. I dreamed

Romantic facts of musketeers

Foundationed deep, somehow

Ah, but I was so much older then

I'm younger than that now

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Girls' faces formed the forward path

From phony jealousy

To memorizing politics

Of ancient history

Flung down by corpse evangelists

Unthought of, though, somehow

Ah, but I was so much older then

I'm younger than that now

----

A self-ordained professor's tongue

Too serious to fool

Spouted out that liberty

Is just equality in school

"Equality," I spoke the word

As if a wedding vow

Ah, but I was so much older then

I'm younger than that now

----

In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand

At the mongrel dogs who teach

Fearing not that I'd become my enemy

In the instant that I preach

My pathway led by confusion boats

Mutiny from stern to bow

Ah, but I was so much older then

I'm younger than that now

----

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats

Too noble to neglect

Deceived me into thinking

I had something to protect

Good and bad, I define these terms

Quite clear, no doubt, somehow

Ah, but I was so much older then

I'm younger than that now

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*Bob Dylan

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O Globo:

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Não, cara-pálida! Não vem que não tem. Rock'n'roll remains the same.

TRAVELING WILBURYS

Os assíduos leitores do TOA certamente notaram que durante as madrugadas dessa semana foram postados vídeos de Tom Petty, Jeff Lynne, Bob Dylan, George Harrison e Roy Orbison. Os atentos leitores sem dúvida perceberam que se tratava na verdade e respectivamente de Charlie, Otis, Lucky, Nelson e Lefty Wilbury.

Para quem, por ventura, perdeu alguma destas postagens, basta clicar AQUI.

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TRAVELING WILBURYS VOL. 1 - 1988 - TRAVELING WILBURYS

The Traveling Wilburys foi um supergrupo formado por George Harrison, Jeff Lynne, Roy Orbison, Bob Dylan e Tom Petty. A primeira reunião informal teve lugar no estúdio de gravação de Bob Dylan em Santa Mônica, Califórnia, onde se juntaram Roy Orbison, Tom Petty e George Harrison para gravar a canção "Handle with Care", que faria parte do lado B do single "This Is Love", extraído do álbum Cloud Nine, de George Harrison.

Devido aos bons momentos que passaram juntos em estúdio de gravação, decidiram gravar um álbum em um período de dez dias, devido, principalmente, à iminente turnê de Bob Dylan, e cada membro contribuiu com várias canções, utilizando, cada um deles, um pseudônimo.

Lançado em 18 de outubro de 1988, Volume One tornou-se o hit surpresa do ano, com as vendas atingindo de 2 milhões de cópias em seis meses nos Estados Unidos. Embora o single "Handle With Care" tenha atingido apenas o número 45 sobre no EUA Billboard Hot 100, o álbum chegou ao número 16 no Reino Unido e número 3 nos EUA. Com mais de 50 semanas nas paradas, The Traveling Wilburys Vol. 1 foi mais tarde certificado triplo de platina pela Recording Industry Association of America.

Embora Harrison tivesse sucessos recentes, Petty, Dylan, Orbison (que morreu de um súbito ataque cardíaco em 6 de dezembro de 1988) e Lynne não tinham um álbum que alcançasse essa marca há vários anos. Na época, nenhum álbum de Dylan já tinha alcançado 2 milhões em vendas. Um crítico chegou a afirmar que ele foi "um dos grandes golpes comerciais da década".

A opinião da maioria dos críticos foi modesta na época do lançamento, mas durante 1989 e 1990, o álbum ganhou muitos elogios e um Grammy para Best Rock Performance de um Duo ou Grupo. O álbum foi indicado também para Álbum do Ano.

Side one

1. "Handle with Care" – 3:20

2. "Dirty World" – 3:30

3. "Rattled" – 3:00

4. "Last Night" – 3:48

5. "Not Alone Any More" – 3:24

Side two

1. "Congratulations" – 3:30

2. "Heading for the Light" – 3:37

3. "Margarita" – 3:15

4. "Tweeter and the Monkey Man" – 5:30

5. "End of the Line" – 3:30

Nelson Wilbury (George Harrison) – vocals, electric and acoustic guitars, slide guitar, backing vocals
Otis Wilbury (Jeff Lynne) – vocals, electric and acoustic guitars, keyboards, backing vocals
Charlie T. Wilbury Jr. (Tom Petty) – vocals, bass, acoustic guitar, backing vocals
Lefty Wilbury (Roy Orbison) – vocals, acoustic guitar, backing vocals (except on "Tweeter and the Monkey Man")
Lucky Wilbury (Bob Dylan) – vocals, acoustic guitar, harmonica, backing vocals

Additional personnel
Buster Sidebury (Jim Keltner) – drums
Jim Horn – saxophones
Ray Cooper – percussion
Ian Wallace – percussion on "Handle with Care"
Michael Palin – album liner notes

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FRASE DO DIA

"Ele é uma bicha delirante com cérebro de anfetamina cósmica. É, eu curto Shakeaspere."

Bob Dylan

COVER DO SÁBADO

Knockin' on Heaven's Door é um single de Bob Dylan, lançado na trilha sonora do filme Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid. É uma de suas canções mais famosas, regravada por diversos artistas.

Diversos artistas/grupos musicais famosos fizeram cover da canção, incluindo Mungo Jerry, Guns N' Roses, The Grateful Dead, Aerosmith, The Sisters of Mercy, Bryan Ferry, The Alarm, Bob Marley, Mark Knopfler, Bruce Springsteen, U2, Heaven, The Lost Dogs, Randy Crawford, Babyface, Beau Jocques, Nazareth, Chaozz, Avril Lavigne, Zé Ramalho (Brasil), Rick Devin, Warren Zevon, Roger Waters, Pink Floyd, Bon Jovi, Heaven, Raul Seixas, DJ Jamaika e IRIS e até Zé Ramalho, com a versão "Batendo na Porta do Céu".

Eric Clapton, em agosto de 1975, gravou uma versão reggae, lançada como single no final daquele ano, quase dois anos após trilha original de Dylan ter sido lançada, com arranjo de Arthur Louis. A canção aparece no Crossroads: Live in the Seventies (1996), que apresenta um desempenho registrado em Londres, em abril de 1977.

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