mrmojorisin17 Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 Questo topic nasce con l'intento di diventare un punto di riferimento per tutti gli appassionati di questo gruppo che ha segnato in maniera indelebile la storia della musica Rock. Intanto vediamo quanti iscritti ci saranno. Possiamo condividere un pò tutto, da foto riperite sul web a musica, da video a recensioni, da interviste a opinioni personali, etc. etc. L'intento è quello di aver un "luogo" dove poter parlare di tutto quello che riguarda il Re Lucertola e i Doors e, perché no, creare una piccola enciclopedia multimediale. Fatevi sentire! Iscritti mrmojorisin17 Alex3oo1 JoЯel Mini-enciclopedia Album studio Post #24 Track list, testi, traduzioni e commenti. Work in progress Poesie di James Douglas Morrison The Severed Garden - Il Giardino Reciso Post #4 Per chi volesse ascoltarla c'è il video.Thanks JoЯel Recensioni Live In New York Felt Forum 17-18 Gennaio 1970 Post #11 HWY un film di James Douglas Morrison Post #25 Wallpaper o Desktop Post #26 Thanks JoЯel per l'idea Interviste Post #36 Jim Morrison - Intervista di Lizze James (1968) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alex//3oo1 Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 Se io dovessi scriverti "sono il re lucertola io,posso tutto come un Dio" Mi farest entrare? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrmojorisin17 Posted June 15, 2010 Author Share Posted June 15, 2010 Se io dovessi scriverti "sono il re lucertola io,posso tutto come un Dio" Mi farest entrare? Abbiamo il primo iscritto Avanti il prossimo! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoЯel Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 Avanti il prossimo! The Severed Garden Il Giardino Reciso Wow, I'm sick of doubt Wow, sono stanco del dubbio Live in the light of certain Vivo nella luce della certezza South Meridionale Cruel bindings. Crudeli legature. The servants have the power I servi hanno il potere Dog-men and their mean women Gli uomini cane e le loro meschine donne Pulling poor blankets over Tirano su povere coperte Our sailors I nostri marinai I'm sick of dour faces Sono stanco delle facce austere Staring at me from the tv Che mi fissano dalla tv Tower, I want roses in Torre, ci voglio delle rose dentro My garden bower; dig? Il mio giardino dimora; scavo? Royal babies, rubies Bambini reali, rubini Must now replace aborted strangers in the mud Adesso devono sostituire stranieri abortiti nel fango These mutants, blood-meal Questi mutanti, farina-sangue For the plant that's plowed. Per lo stabilimento che è arato. They are waiting to take us into Aspettano di portarci The severed garden nel Giardino Reciso, Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful come pallida gioiosa fremente Comes death on a strange hour arriva la morte all'ora strana, Unannounced, unplanned for inattesa, imprevista Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've come una orrida ospite compagnona Brought to bed che ti sei portata a letto Death makes angels of us all la morte ci rende tutti angeli And gives us wings ci dà ali dove Where we had shoulders avevamo spalle lisce Smooth as raven's Claws come artigli di corvo No more money, no more fancy dress Via i soldi, via i bei vestiti This other kingdom seems by far the best l'altro regno sembra migliore di questo Until it's other jaw reveals incest finchè l'altra sua fauce non svela l'incesto And loose obedience to a vegetable law. e una vaga obbedienza alle leggi vegetali. I will not go! Non ci andrò! Prefer a feast of friends preferisco una festa di amici To the giant family. a una famiglia gigante. Ps: Dopo questa chicca, come minimo.... mi devi fare Presidente onorario Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrmojorisin17 Posted June 15, 2010 Author Share Posted June 15, 2010 Ottima chicca Che dici, aggiungiamo una traduzione? Magari riga per riga, così chi è meno ferrato con l'inglese avrà maggior possibilità di comprensione. In rete ce ne sono diverse, ne conosci qualcuna in particolare? Oppure ne hai fatta una tu? Io via via aggiorno il primo post e aggiungo i link ai vari interventi. Se vuoi puoi anche aggiungere un commento personale, come mai hai scelto proprio questa poesia? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoЯel Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 Ottima chicca Che dici, aggiungiamo una traduzione? Magari riga per riga, così chi è meno ferrato con l'inglese avrà maggior possibilità di comprensione. In rete ce ne sono diverse, ne conosci qualcuna in particolare? Oppure ne hai fatta una tu? Io via via aggiorno il primo post e aggiungo i link ai vari interventi. Se vuoi puoi anche aggiungere un commento personale, come mai hai scelto proprio questa poesia? L'ho scelta perchè secondo me, è una sorta di "testamento" di Jim. E poi ci sono "affezzionato" perchè sono riuscito a dirla all'esame di maturità.... ...Beccai una GRANDE prof! Ps: aggiungo la traduzione da un libro che ho...quelle del web non mi garbano. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrmojorisin17 Posted June 15, 2010 Author Share Posted June 15, 2010 Aspetto la traduzione (di Tempesta Elettrica per caso?) e poi aggiorno il primo post. Questa che hai appena citato, secondo me, è una fra le più belle poesie di JDM, nella quale sono racchiuse tutte le doti del Jim poeta. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoЯel Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 Aspetto la traduzione (di Tempesta Elettrica per caso?) e poi aggiorno il primo post. Traduzione aggiunta...vedi se ti và bene (la traduzione della parte finale "aspettano di portarci..." è presa dal Film) Il libro si chiama semplicemente: The Doors (testi con traduzione a fronte) era già vecchio quando lo comprai (in lire) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrmojorisin17 Posted June 15, 2010 Author Share Posted June 15, 2010 Va benissimo. Ho sistemato io il tuo post. Ora aggiungo qualcosina anche io. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alex//3oo1 Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 peccato per il link in alto (che si rimuove facilmente) però è uno dei miei wall preferiti Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrmojorisin17 Posted June 15, 2010 Author Share Posted June 15, 2010 Live In New York Felt Forum 17-18 Gennaio 1970 Excerpts: Liner Notes From The Doors' Live In New York By Bruce Botnick We were all pumped up [for the Felt Forum shows], everybody was at the concerts, and the vibes were superb. Jim was terrific. For all four concerts, the air was filled with a high expectation of supercharged excitement, and there was a feeling that something amazing might happen. Robby’s solo on “Little Red Rooster” is a classic—his technique and passion just ooze all over the stage. A couple of versions of “Light My Fire” have similar moments in the dialog between Robby, Ray, and John; and when The Doors were locked and hitting on all cylinders, nobody could match them for virtuosity and feel. Everybody’s favorite bar song, “Roadhouse Blues,” started off all the concerts with Jim’s amazing basement-to-the rooftops scream, “Come on, yeah!” The crowd went wild. Later on, Jim was calling out, “Bring out your dead… bring out your dead.” It was rock theater at its best. TECHNICAL NOTE: A long, long time ago, when nobody thought that we would ever need the 8-track tapes again, many bits and pieces were removed from these shows and were scattered through many Doors albums. Large chunks were used in Absolutely Live, An American Prayer, and Alive, She Cried. Goings-on between Jim and the audience, as well as parts of songs from the 8-track masters, have disappeared forever, though some do exist on the live 2-track tapes. Through the generous help of a few of our Doors collectors, we were able to obtain personal copies of audience recordings that helped us sort out the road map, show us what bits went where, and determine exactly what was missing. In putting this project together, The Doors and I agreed that it was very important to have complete shows. The plan was to insert the audience and the live 2-track recordings where chunks were missing from our masters, in order to have a faithful reproduction of the concert. So, you might be rocking to “Five To One” or “Light My Fire,” and all of a sudden the sound might change into the live 2-track or an audience recording, and then back again. We tried to keep this at a minimum, but felt that going about it in this fashion would, in the end, be a more satisfying experience. Beyond the audience recordings that have been circulating through the Doors-o-sphere, this is the first time that we have all four concerts complete. — Excerpted From Producer/Engineer Bruce Botnick’s Liner Notes for LIVE IN NEW YORK Fonte: http://www.rhino.com/article/excerpts-line...s-live-new-york Il Roadhouse Blues Tour si aprì il 17 gennaio 1970. I Doors fecero quattro concerti in due giorni al Felt Forum, il teatro da 4.000 posti sotto il Madison Square Garden di New York. Cominciarono il primo show con un'infuocata Roadhouse Blues, poi Jimbo il predicatore si attaccò al microfono. JIM: D'accordo. D'accordo. [Applausi] Ehi, ascoltate, ascoltate, ascoltate ragazzi. Non so quanti di voi credono all'astrologia... Ragazza in prima fila: Tu sei un sagittario! JIM: Sì, è vero, baby, è vero. Sono un sagittario... Il segno più filosofico di tutti. Ragazza in prima fila: Ti amo. Anch'io sono sagittario! JIM: Ma in ogni caso, io non credo a questa roba. Ragazza in prima fila: Neanch'io! JIM: Per me è solo un mucchio di stronzate. [Applausi e grida] Ma fatemi dire questo, ragazzi. Fatemi dire questo. Io non so cosa succederà, ragazzi... MA VOGLIO DIVERTIRMI PRIMA CHE QUESTO POSTO DI MERDA VADA IN FIAMME. [Applausi e grida] D'ACCORDO! D'ACCORDO! [Ovazione nel teatro strapieno]. I Doors suonarono con precisione, quella sera. Nella scaletta del primo show c'erano pezzi nuovi come Peace Frog, Blue Sunday e Ship Of Fools. Il giovane pubblico, ormai figlio degli Zeppelin, non li aveva ancora sentiti e non amava Jim che sussurrava Blue Sunday. Chiedevano tutti a gran voce Light My Fire e andarono in visibilio quando finalmente fu eseguita. Il bis fu una Soul Kitchen da urlo. Nell'intervallo tra i due show qualcosa infastidì Jim dietro le quinte, ma nessuno sapeva cosa, dato che era arrivato per conto suo, con il suo staff, e a nessuno era permesso entrare nel suo camerino. Quando salì sul palco per il secondo show, brontolò: "Be', è andato tutto a p*****e, come al solito". Lo spettacolo fu una lezione di R&B alla Doors: Crawling King Snake, Build Me A Woman, Back Door Man. Non suonarono nulla da The Soft Parade, sebbene avessero tentato Wild Child un paio di volte prima di lasciar perdere. Jim fece commenti sarcastici su New York, mostrando al pubblico un sottile spinello lanciatogli da qualcuno e dicendo che era una tipica canna newyorkese. Poi alcuni ragazzi salirono sul palco e, dopo che furono trascinati via, Jim disse: "Tipico di New York. Gli unici a saltare sul palco sono i maschi". Terminarono con una The End da brivido: nell'introduzione Ray suonava i campanelli e Jim gridava: "Portate fuori i morti!", con una voce impastata di whisky, come un raccoglitore di cadaveri durante la peste nera. A quel punto, il viaggio spirituale che si conclude con il parricidio e l'incesto poteva diventare anche una specie di scherzo. Quando l'assassino si svegliava prima dell'alba, i ragazzi in prima fila strillarono: "He put his boots on!". Difficile proseguire su quella falsariga, perciò Jim sfoderò il suo tono ironico finché non arrivò alla porta. Robby suonò la sua canzone della capra andalusa. "Ehi vecchio idiota... Ti voglio ammazzare... Donna? Ti voglio... S*****E, MAMMA, TUTTA LA NOTTE." La band rimase in sordina per un attimo, poi esplose in un rumore bianco sotto gli spaventosi ululati di Jim, che si gettò a terra contorcendosi come in preda a un'atroce agonia. Gli show di New York venivano registrati, perciò la sera dopo, domenica 18 Gennaio, i Doors riscaldarono l'ambiente con Roadhouse Blues e l'indiavolato funky di Peace Frog, quindi divagarono con chicche come Moonlight Drive e l'intera Celebration Of The Lizard. Jim riuscì a zittire completamente il turbolento pubblico: ("Basta. Basta, adesso. Zitti. Abbiate un pò di rispetto. Mostrate un pò di rispetto. Zitti.") Le sue tecniche di controllo del pubblico funzionavano sempre bene. Quando la sala fu silenziosa come una chiesa, attaccò "When I Was Back There in Seminary School", e la folla scoppiò in un applauso fragoroso e spontaneo che coprì persino il numero del radiopredicatore folle. La registrazione di quest'ultimo show documenta che, dopo aver pronunciato "I tell you we must die" durante Alabama Song, Jim aggiunse, lontano dal microfono: "Speriamo di no". peccato per il link in alto (che si rimuove facilmente)però è uno dei miei wall preferiti Che link in alto? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alex//3oo1 Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 una delle mie preferite: Five to one, baby one in five no one here gets out alive now, you get yours, baby I'll get mine gonna make it baby if we try The old get old, baby and the young get stronger may take a week and it may take longer they got the guns but, we got the numbers gonna win yeah, we're TAKIN OVER! come on Your ballroom days are over, baby night is drawin near shadows of the evenings crawl across the years you walk across the floor with a flower in your hand tryin to tell me no one understands trade in your hours for a handful of dimes gonna make it baby in our prime come together one more time come together one more time get together one more time get together one more time get together one more time get together one more time get together one more time get together one more time get together one more time....... Che link in alto? se apri il link lo vedi è sopra il testone di Jim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrmojorisin17 Posted June 15, 2010 Author Share Posted June 15, 2010 Fantastica! Qua la versione del concerto di Miami (la qualità è pessima), in un concerto storico. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alex//3oo1 Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 chissà poi se è morto davvero quando ho visto ho avuto la pelle d oca vi immaginate???? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alex//3oo1 Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 si faceva anche con l anteprima di OSX ma non credo che andrefg di Deviantart ne sarebbe contento meglio toglierlo per non avere problemi ci pensi tu? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoЯel Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 Fantastica!Qua la versione del concerto di Miami (la qualità è pessima), in un concerto storico. A proposito del concerto di Miami, cito frase storica, ripoposta anche nel film di Stone: "Adolf Hitler è vivo e vegeto e vive a Miami.... lo so perchè me lo sono scopato ieri sera..." J.D.M. Miami, Marzo 1969 si faceva anche con l anteprima di OSX ma non credo che andrefg di Deviantart ne sarebbe contento meglio toglierlo per non avere problemi ci pensi tu? Rimosso... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alex//3oo1 Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 grazie Poeta Sciamano Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoЯel Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 grazie Poeta Sciamano Cavalca il serpente Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrmojorisin17 Posted June 15, 2010 Author Share Posted June 15, 2010 chissà poi se è morto davveroquando ho visto ho avuto la pelle d oca vi immaginate???? Io penso che Jim sia morto. Vero che ci sono molte "cose" strane ed ambigue riguardo la sua morte, ma penso sia davvero morto. Anche se lui vorrebbe essere ancora qua. Si consolerà col fatto che sarà insieme ad altri fantastici artisti come Jimi Hendryx, Janis Joplin, Elvis, etc. etc. si faceva anche con l anteprima di OSX ma non credo che andrefg di Deviantart ne sarebbe contento meglio toglierlo per non avere problemi ci pensi tu? Mi sono perso qualcosa? A proposito del concerto di Miami, cito frase storica, ripoposta anche nel film di Stone:"Adolf Hitler è vivo e vegeto e vive a Miami.... lo so perchè me lo sono scopato ieri sera..." J.D.M. Miami, Marzo 1969 Rimosso... Sai che coppia? A parte gli scherzi, Jim odiava la guerra e odiava gli uomini che facevano la guerra (sono quasi convinto che odiasse anche suo padre). The Unknown Soldier ne era la prova, vero e proprio pezzo di propaganda contro la guerra, un'opera d'arte che richiedeva immediata attenzione da parte dei giovani, a cui si rivolgeva. I Doors (poiché nessun'altra band avrebbe potuto farlo) composero una canzone (e poi un filmato) devastante, violenta e incredibilmente esplicita. Descriveva l'esperienza della violenza bellica vista in TV, e la morte di un soldato, un soldato qualunque mandato nella nebbia della guerra, agli ordini di vecchi uomini con un'ideologia da difendere. In seguito i Doors avrebbero trasformato l'esecuzione dal vivo della canzone in una recita, con una scena che comprendeva una finta fucilazione. Eccola . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Giorgio_multi Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 Car mojo, pur adorando i Doors, preferisco non partecipare, considerando quello un capitolo chiuso della mia vita; purtroppo pur rimanendo artisticamente uno dei ricordi più belli della mia vita, dal punto di vista sentimentale è legato ad un dolorosissimo lutto (un amico fraterno) per cui ancora leggere, vedere ed ascoltare riapre la ferita. Un saluto a tutti gli appassionati. Giorgio Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrmojorisin17 Posted June 15, 2010 Author Share Posted June 15, 2010 Car mojo, pur adorando i Doors, preferisco non partecipare, considerando quello un capitolo chiuso della mia vita; purtroppo pur rimanendo artisticamente uno dei ricordi più belli della mia vita, dal punto di vista sentimentale è legato ad un dolorosissimo lutto (un amico fraterno) per cui ancora leggere, vedere ed ascoltare riapre la ferita. Un saluto a tutti gli appassionati. Giorgio Mi dispiace. Perdonami. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alex//3oo1 Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 Un saluto a tutti gli appassionati. un abbraccio Giò! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoЯel Posted June 16, 2010 Share Posted June 16, 2010 Un saluto a tutti gli appassionati.Giorgio Ti capisco, questo è il bello ma anche il brutto di essere legati ad una canzone o un gruppo, ti riporta inevitabilmente indietro...nel bene e nel male. Ciao Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrmojorisin17 Posted June 21, 2010 Author Share Posted June 21, 2010 The Doors (1967) 01 - Break On Through (To The Other Side) 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 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 Break on through to the other side Everybody loves my baby Everybody loves my baby She gets, she gets She gets, she gets I found an island in your arms A country in your eyes Arms that chain us Eyes that lied Break on through to the other side Break on through to the other side Break on through to the other side Made the scene from 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 to the other side Break on through, break on through Break on through, break on through Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, . . . 02 - Soul Kitchen Well, the clock says it's time to close now I guess I'd better go now I'd really like to stay here all night The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes Street lights share their hollow glow Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise Still one place to go Still one place to go Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen Warm my mind near your gentle stove Turn me out and I'll wander, baby Stumbling in the neon groves Your fingers weave quick minarets Speak in secret alphabets I light another cigarette Learn to forget, learn to forget Learn to forget, learn to forget Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen Warm my mind near your gentle stove Turn me out and I'll wander, baby Stumbling in the neon groves Well the clock says it's time to close now I know I have to go now I really want to stay here all night All night All night 03 - The Crystal Ship Before you slip into unconsciousness I'd like to have another kiss Another flashing chance at bliss Another kiss Another kiss The days are bright and filled with pain Enclose me in your gentle rain The time you ran was too insane We'll meet again We'll meet again Oh tell me where your freedom lies The streets are fields that never die Deliver me from reasons why You'd rather cry I'd rather fly The crystal ship is being filled A thousand girls, a thousand thrills A million ways to spend your time When we get back I'll drop a line 04 - Twentieth Century Fox Well, she's fashionably lean And she's fashionably late She'll never rank a scene She'll never break a date But she's no drag Just watch the way she walks She's a twentieth century fox She's a twentieth century fox No tears, no fears No ruined years No clocks She's a twentieth century fox She's the queen of cool And she's the lady who waits Since her mind left school It never hesitates She won't waste time On elementary talk 'Cause she's a twentieth century fox She's a twentieth century fox Got the world locked up Inside a plastic box She's a twentieth century fox, oh yeah Twentieth century fox, oh yeah Twentieth century fox She's a twentieth century fox 05 - Alabama Song (Whisky Bar) Well, show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next whiskey bar I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you know why Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say good-bye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you know why Well, show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next little girl I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you know why 06 - Light My Fire You know that it would be untrue You know that I would be a liar If I was to say to you Girl, we couldn't get much higher Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire The time to hesitate is through No time to wallow in the mire Try now we can only lose And our love become a funeral pyre Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire, yeah The time to hesitate is through No time to wallow in the mire Try now we can only lose And our love become a funeral pyre Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire You know that it would be untrue You know that I would be a liar If I was to say to you Girl, we couldn't get much higher Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire Try to set the night on fire Try to set the night on fire Try to set the night on fire 07 - Back Door Man Whoa, yeah! C'mon, yeah Yeah, c'mon, yeah Yeah, c'mon Oh, yeah, ma Yeah, I'm a back door man I'm a back door man The men don't know But the little girls understand Hey, all you people that tryin' to sleep I'm out to make it with my midnight dream, yeah 'Cause I'm a back door man The men don't know But the little girls understand All right, yeah You men eat your dinner Eat your pork and beans I eat more chicken Than any man ever seen, yeah, yeah I'm a back door man, what The men don't know But the little girsl understand Well, I'm a back door man I'm a back door man Whoa, baby, I'm a back door man The men don't know But the little girls understand 08 - I Looked At You I looked at you You looked me I smiled at you You smiled at me And we're on our way No we can't turn back Yeah, we're on our way And we can't turn back 'Cause it's too late Too late, too late Too late, too late And we're on our way No we can't turn back Yeah, we're on our way And we can't turn back I walked with you You walked with me I talked to you You talked to me And we're on our way No, we can't turn back Yeah, we're on our way And we can't turn back 'Cause it's too late Too late, too late Too late, too late And we're on our way No, we can't turn back Yeah, we're on our way And we can't turn back 'Cause it's too late Too late, too late Too late, too late 09 - End Of The Night Take the highway to the end of the night End of the night End of the night Take a journey to the bright midnight End of the night End of the night Realms of bliss Realms of light Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to the endless night End of the night End of the night End of the night End of the night Realms of bliss Realms of light Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to the endless night End of the night End of the night End of the night End of the night 10 - Take It As It Comes Time to live Time to lie Time to laugh Time to die Take it easy, baby Take it as it comes Don't move too fast if you want your love to last You've been movin' much too fast Time to walk Time to run Time to aim your arrows At the sun Take it easy, baby Take it as it comes Don't move too fast if you want your love to last You've been movin' much too fast Go real slow You like it more and more Take it as it comes Specialize in havin' fun Take it easy, baby Take it as it comes Don't move too fast if you want your love to last You've been movin' much too fast Movin' much too fast Movin' much too fast 11 - The End This is the end, beautiful friend This is the end, my only friend The end of our elaborate plans The end of everything that stands The end No safety or surprise The end I'll never look into your eyes again Can you picture what will be So limitless and free Desperately in need of some stranger's hand In a desperate land Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain And all the children are insane All the children are insane Waiting for the summer rain There's danger on the edge of town Ride the King's highway Weird scenes inside the gold mine Ride the highway West, baby Ride the snake Ride the snake To the lake To the lake The ancient lake, baby The snake is long Seven miles Ride the snake He's old And his skin is cold The West is the best The West is the best Get here and we'll do the rest The blue bus is calling us The blue bus is calling us Driver, where are you taking us? The killer awoke before dawn He put his boots on He took a face from the ancient gallery And he walked on down the hall He went into the room where his sister lived And then he paid a visit to his brother And then he walked on down the hall And he came to a door And he looked inside Father Yes son? I want to kill you Mother, I want to. . . C'mon baby, take a chance with us C'mon baby, take a chance with us C'mon baby, take a chance with us And meet me at the back of the blue bus This is the end, beautiful friend This is the end, my only friend The end It hurts to set you free But you'll never follow me The end of laughter and soft lies The end of nights we tried to die This is the end Strange Days (1967) 01 - Strange Days Strange days have found us Strange days have tracked us down They're going to destroy our casual joys We shall go on playing or find a new town Strange eyes fill strange rooms Voices will signal their tired end The hostess is grinning Her guests sleep from sinning Hear me talk of sin and you know this is it Strange days have found us And through their strange hours We linger alone Bodies confused Memories misused As we run from the day To a strange night of stone 02 - You're Lost Little Girl You're lost, little girl You're lost, little girl You're lost Tell me who are you? Think that you know what to do Impossible yes But it's true I think that you know what to do Yeah Sure that you know what to do You're lost, little girl You're lost, little girl You're lost Tell me who are you? Think that you know what to do Impossible yes But it's true I think that you know what to do Girl Sure that you know what to do You're lost, little girl You're lost, little girl You're lost 03 - Love Me Two Times Love me two times, baby Love me twice today Love me two times, girl I'm goin' away Love me two times, girl One for tomorrow One just for today Love me two times I'm goin' away Love me one time I could not speak Love me one time Yeah, my knees got weak Love me two times, girl Last me all through the week Love me two times I'm goin' away Love me two times I'm goin' away Love me one time I could not speak Love me one time Yeah, my knees got weak Love me two times, girl Last me all through the week Love me two times I'm goin' away Love me two times I'm goin' away Love me two times, baby Love me twice today Love me two times, girl I'm goin' away Love me two times, girl One for tomorrow One just for today Love me two times I'm goin' away Love me two times, baby Love me twice today Love me two times, girl I'm goin' away 04 - Unhappy Girl Unhappy girl Left all alone Playing solitaire Playing warden to your soul You are locked in a prison of your own devise And you can't believe what it does to me To see you cryin' Unhappy girl Tear your web away Saw thru all your bars Melt your cell today You are caught in a prison of your own devise Unhappy girl Fly fast away Don't miss your chance To swim in mystery You are dying in a prison of your own device 05 - Horse Latitudes When the still sea conspires an armor And her sullen and aborted Currents breed tiny monsters True sailing is dead Awkward instant And the first animal is jettisoned Legs furiously pumping Their stiff green gallop And heads bob up Poise Delicate Pause Consent In mute nostril agony Carefully refined And sealed over 06 - Moonlight Drive Let's swim to the moon Uh-huh Let's climb thru the tide Penetrate the evenin' that the city sleeps to hide Let's swim out tonight, love It's our turn to try Parked beside the ocean On our moonlight drive Let's swim to the moon Uh-huh Let's climb thru the tide Surrender to the waiting worlds that lap against our side Nothin' left open And no time to decide We've stepped into a river On our moonlight drive Let's swim to the moon Let's climb thru the tide You reach a hand to hold me But I can't be your guide Easy to love you as I watch you glide Falling through wet forests On our moonlight drive Moonlight drive C'mon, baby, gonna take a little ride Goin' down by the ocean side Gonna get real close Get real tight Baby gonna drown tonight Goin' down, down, down 07 - People Are Strange People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange 08 - My Eyes Have Seen You My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you Stand in your door Meet inside Show me some more Show me some more Show me some more My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you Turn and stare Fix your hair Move upstairs Move upstairs Move upstairs My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you Free from disguise Gazing on a city Under television skies Television skies Television skies My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you Eyes have seen you Let them photograph your soul Memorize your alleys On an endless roll Endless roll Endless roll Endless roll 09 - I Can't See Your Face In My Mind I can't see your face in my mind I can't see your face in my mind Carnival dogs consume the lines Can't see your face in my mind Don't you cry Baby Please don't cry And don't look at me with your eyes I can't seem to find the right lie I can't seem to find the right lie Insanity's horse adorns the sky Can't seem to find the right lie Carnival dogs consume the lines Can't see your face in my mind Don't you cry Baby Please don't cry I won't need your picture Until we say goodbye 10 - When the Music's Over Yeah, c'mon When the music's over When the music's over here When the music's over Turn out the lights Turn out the lights Turn out the lights When the music's over When the music's over When the music's over Turn out the lights Turn out the lights Turn out the lights For the music is your special friend Dance on fire as it intends Music is your only friend Until the end Until the end Until the end Cancel my subscription to the resurrection Send my credentials to the house of detention I got some friends inside The face in the mirror won't stop The girl in the window won't drop A feast of friends alive she cried Waiting for me outside Before I sink into the big sleep I want to hear I want to hear The scream of the butterfly Come back, baby Back into my arms We're getting tired of hangin' around Waitin' around With our heads to the ground I hear a very gentle sound Very near Yet very far Very soft Yet very clear Come today Come today What have they done to the earth? What have they done to our fair sister? Ravaged and plundered And ripped her And bit her Stuck her with knives In the side of the dawn And tied her with fences And dragged her down I hear a very gentle sound With your ear down to the ground— We want the world and we want it, We want the world and we want it, now Now? Now! Persian night! babe See the light! babe Save us! Jesus! Save us! So when the music's over When the music's over, yeah When the music's over Turn out the light Turn out the light For the music is your special friend Dance on fire as it intends Music is your only friend Until the end Until the end Until the end So when the music's over When the music's over, yeah When the music's over Turn out the light Turn out the light Waiting For The Sun (1968) 01 - Hello, I Love You Hello, I love you Won't you tell me your name? Hello, I love you Let me jump in your game Hello, I love you Won't you tell me your name? Hello, I love you Let me jump in your game She's walking down the street Blind to every eye she meets Do you think you'll be the guy To make the queen of the angels sigh? Hello, I love you Won't you tell me your name? Hello, I love you Let me jump in your game Hello, I love you Won't you tell me your name? Hello, I love you Let me jump in your game She holds her head so high Like a statue in the sky Her arms are wicked, and her legs are long When she moves my brain screams out this song Sidewalk crouches at her feet Like a dog that begs for something sweet Do you hope to make her see, you fool? Do you hope to pluck this dusky jewel? Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello I want you Hello I need my baby Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello 02 - Love Street She lives on Love Street Lingers long on Love Street She has a house and garden I would like to see what happens She has robes and she has monkeys Lazy diamond studded flunkies She has wisdom and knows what to do She has me and she has you She has wisdom and knows what to do She has me and she has you I see you live on Love Street There's this store where the creatures meet I wonder what they do in there Summer Sunday and a year I guess I like it fine, so far She lives on Love Street Lingers long on Love Street She has a house and garden I would like to see what happens La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la 03 - Not To Touch The Earth Not to touch the earth Not to see the sun Nothing left to do, but Run, run, run Let's run Let's run House upon the hill Moon is lying still Shadows of the trees Witnessing the wild breeze C'mon baby run with me Let's run Run with me Run with me Run with me Let's run The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill Rich are the rooms and the comforts there Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs And you won't know a thing till you get inside Dead president's corpse in the driver's car The engine runs on glue and tar Come on along, not goin' very far To the East to meet the Czar Run with me Run with me Run with me Let's run Whoa! Some outlaws lived by the side of a lake The minister's daughter's in love with the snake Who lives in a well by the side of the road Wake up, girl, we're almost home Ya, c'mon! We should see the gates by mornin' We should be inside the evenin' Sun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn Soon, soon, soon Moon, moon, moon I will get you Soon! Soon! Soon! I am the Lizard King I can do anything 04 - Summer's Almost Gone Summer's almost gone Summer's almost gone Almost gone Yeah, it's almost gone Where will we be When the summer's gone? Morning found us calmly unaware Noon burn gold into our hair At night, we swim the laughin' sea When summer's gone Where will we be Where will we be Where will we be Morning found us calmly unaware Noon burn gold into our hair At night, we swim the laughin' sea When summer's gone Where will we be Summer's almost gone Summer's almost gone We had some good times But they're gone The winter's comin' on Summer's almost gone 05 - Wintertime Love Wintertime winds blow cold the season Fallen in love, I'm hopin' to be Wind is so cold, is that the reason? Keeping you warm, your hands touching me Come with me dance, my dear Winter's so cold this year You are so warm My wintertime love to be Winter time winds blue and freezin' Comin' from northern storms in the sea Love has been lost, is that the reason? Trying desperately to be free Come with me dance, my dear Winter's so cold this year And you are so warm My wintertime love to be La, la, la, la Come with me dance, my dear Winter's so cold this year You are so warm My wintertime love to be 06 - The Unknown Soldier Wait until the war is over And we're both a little older The unknown soldier Breakfast where the news is read Television children fed Unborn living, living, dead Bullet strikes the helmet's head And it's all over For the unknown soldier It's all over For the unknown soldier Hut Hut Hut ho hee up Hut Hut Hut ho hee up Hut Hut Hut ho hee up Comp'nee Halt Preeee-zent! Arms! Make a grave for the unknown soldier Nestled in your hollow shoulder The unknown soldier Breakfast where the news is read Television children fed Bullet strikes the helmet's head And, it's all over The war is over It's all over The war is over Well, all over, baby All over, baby Oh, over, yeah All over, baby Wooooo, hah-hah All over All over, baby Oh, woa-yeah All over All over Heeeeyyyy 07 - Spanish Caravan Carry me Caravan take me away Take me to Portugal, take me to Spain Andalusia with fields full of grain I have to see you again and again Take me, Spanish Caravan Yes, I know you can Trade winds find Galleons lost in the sea I know where treasure is waiting for me Silver and gold in the mountains of Spain I have to see you again and again Take me, Spanish Caravan Yes, I know you can 08 - My Wild Love My wild love went ridin' She rode all the day She wrote to the devil And asked him to pay The devil was wiser It's time to repent He asked her to give back The money she spent My wild love went ridin' She rode to the sea She gathered together Some shells for her head She rode and she rode on She rode for a while Then stopped for an evenin' And lay her head down She rode on to Christmas She rode to the farm She rode to Japan And we entered a town By this time the river Had changed one degree She asked for the people To let her go free My wild love is crazy She screams like a bird She moans like a cat When she wants to be heard My wild love went ridin' She rode for an hour She rode and she rested And then she rode on Ride, c'mon 09 - We Could Be So Good Together We could be so good together Ya, so good together We could be so good together Ya, we could, I know we could Tell you lies I tell you wicked lies Tell you lies Tell you wicked lies Tell you 'bout the world that we'll invent Wanton world without lament Enterprise, expedition Invitation and invention Ya, so good together Ah, so good together We could be so good together Ya, we could, know we could Alright! Do da do do do do do bup bup de day We could be so good together Ya, so good together We could be so good together Ya, we could, know we could Tell you lies Tell you wicked lies Tell you lies Tell you wicked lies The time you wait subtracts the joy Beheads the angels you destroy Angels fight, angels cry Angels dance and angels die Ya, so good together Ah, but so good together We could be so good together Ya, we could, know we could 10 - Yes, The River Knows Please believe me The river told me Very softly Want you to hold me, ooo Free fall flow, river flow On and on it goes Breath under water 'till the end Free fall flow, river flow On and on it goes Breath under water 'till the end Yes, the river knows Please believe me If you don't need me I'm going, but I need a little time I promised I would drown myself in mysticated wine Please believe me The river told me Very softly Want you to hold me, ooo I'm going, but I need a little time I promised I would drown myself in mysticated wine Free fall flow, river flow On and on it goes Breath under water 'till the end Free fall flow, river flow On and on it goes Breath under water 'till the end 11 - Five To One Yeah, c'mon Love my girl She lookin' good C'mon One more Five to one, baby One in five No one here gets out alive, now You get yours, baby I'll get mine Gonna make it, baby If we try The old get old And the young get stronger May take a week And it may take longer They got the guns But we got the numbers Gonna win, yeah We're takin' over Come on! Yeah! Your ballroom days are over, baby Night is drawing near Shadows of the evening crawl across the years Ya walk across the floor with a flower in your hand Trying to tell me no one understands Trade in your hours for a handful dimes Gonna' make it, baby, in our prime Come together one more time Get together one more time Get together one more time Get together, aha Get together one more time! Get together one more time! Get together one more time Get together one more time Get together, gotta, get together Ohhhhhhhh! Hey, c'mon, honey You won't have along wait for me, baby I'll be there in just a little while You see, I gotta go out in this car with these people and... Get together one more time Get together one more time Get together, got to Get together, got to Get together, got to Take you up in my room and... Hah-hah-hah-hah-hah Love my girl She lookin' good, lookin' real good Love ya, c'mon The Soft Parade (1969) 01 - Tell All The People Tell all the people that you see Follow me Follow me down Tell all the people that you see Set them free Follow me down You tell them they don't have to run We're gonna pick up everyone Come on, take me by the hand Gonna bury all our troubles in the sand, Oh yeah Can't you see the wonder at your feet Your life's complete Follow me down Can't you see me growing, get your guns The time has come To follow me down Follow me across the sea Where milky babies seem to be Molded, flowing revelry With the one that set them free Tell all the people that you see It's just me Follow me down Tell all the people that you see Follow me Follow me down Tell all the people that you see We'll be free Follow me down Tell all the people that you see It's just me Follow me down Tell all the people that you see Follow me Follow me down Follow me down You got to follow me down Follow me down Tell all the people that you see We'll be free Follow me down 02 - Touch Me C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon now Touch me, babe Can't you see that I am not afraid? What was that promise that you made? Why won't you tell me what she said? What was that promise that she made? Now, I'm gonna love you Till the heavens stop the rain I'm gonna love you Till the stars fall from the sky For you and I C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon now Now touch me, baby Can't you see that I am not afraid? What was that promise that you made? Why won't you tell me what she said? What was that promise that she made? I'm gonna love you Till the heavens stop the rain I'm gonna love you Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I I'm gonna love you Till the heavens stop the rain I'm gonna love you Till the stars fall from the sky For you and I 03 - Shaman's Blues There will never be Another one like you There will never be Another one who can Do the things you do, Oh Will you give another chance? Will you try a little try? Please stop and you'll remember We were together Aanyway All right! Now, if you have a certain evening You could lend to me I'd give it all right back to you Know how it has to be, with you I know your moods And your mind And your mind And your mind And your mind And your mind Will you stop and think and wonder? Just what you'll see Out on the train-yard Nursing penitentiary It's gone I cry out long Go head, brother Did you stop to consider How it will feel, Cold grinding grizzly bear jaws Hot on your heels Do you often stop and whisper It's Saturday's shore The whole world's a savior, Who could ever ever ever ever, ever, ever Ask for more? Do you remember? Will you stop? Will you stop, the pain? There will never be another one Like you There will never be Another one who can Do the things you do, Oh Will you give another chance? Will you try, a little try? Please stop and you'll remember We were together Anyway All right How you must think and wonder How I must feel Out on the meadows While you're on the field I'm alone for you And I cry "He's sweatin', look at him... optical promise... you'll be dead and in hell before I'm born... sure thing...bridesmaid... the only solution... Isn't it amazing?" 04 - Do It Ha, ha, ha, ha Yeah Please me, yeah Please baby Please, please Please, please listen to me children Please, please listen to me children Please, please listen to me children Please, please listen to me children You are the ones who will rule the world Listen to me children Listen to me children Please, please, listen to me children Please, please, listen to me children You are the ones who will rule the world You gotta please me All night Please, please listen to me children Said please, please, listen to me children Please, yeah, please me I'm askin' you Please, please listen to me children Please, please listen to me children Please, please listen to me children Please, my children Please, children Please Children 05 - Easy Ride And I know It will be An easy ride, all right And I know It will be An easy ride, okay The mask that you wore My fingers would explore The costume of control Excitement soon unfolds And I know It will be An easy ride, yeah Joy, fought vaguely With your pride With your pride Like polished stone Like polished stone I see your eyes Like burnin' glass Like burnin' glass I hear you smile, Smile, babe The mask that you wore My fingers would explore The costume of control Excitement soon unfolds Easy, baby Coda queen--be my bride Rage in darkness by my side Seize the summer in your pride Take the winter in your stride Let's ride Easy, easy... All right 06 - Wild Child All right Wild child full of grace Savior of the human race Your cool face Natural child, terrible child Not your mother's or your father's child Your our child, screamin' wild (An ancient lunatic reigns in the trees of the night) With hunger at her heels And freedom in her eyes She dances on her knees Pirate prince at her side Staring into the hollow idol's eye Wild child full of grace Savior of the human race Your cool face Your cool face Your cool face You remember when we were in Africa? 07 - Runnin' Blue Poor Otis dead and gone Left me here to sing his song Pretty little girl with the red dress on Poor Otis dead and gone Back down, turn around slowly Try it again, remembering when It was easy, try it again Much to easy, remembering when All right, look at my shoes Not quite the walkin' blues Don't fight, too much to lose Can't fight the runnin' blues Well, I've got the runnin' blues Runnin' away, back to L.A. Got to find the dock on the bay Maybe find it back in L.A. Runnin' scared Runnin' blue Goin' so fast What'll I do Well, I've got the runnin' blues Runnin' away, back to L.A. Got to find the dock on the bay Maybe find it back in L.A. All right, look at my shoes Not quite the walkin' blues Don't fight, too much to lose Can't fight the runnin' blues All right, look at my shoes Not quite the walkin' blues Don't fight, too much to lose Can't fight the runnin' blues 08 - Wishful Sinful Wishful crystal Water covers everything in blue Cooling water Wishful sinful Our love is beautiful to see I know where I would like to be Right back where I came Wishful, sinful, wicked blue Water covers you Wishful, sinful, wicked you Can't escape the blue Magic rising Sun is shining deep beneath the sea But not enough for you and me and sunshine Love to hear the wind cry Wishful sinful Our love is beautiful to see I know where I would like to be Right back where I came Wishful, sinful, wicked blue Water covers you Wishful, sinful, wicked you Can't escape the blue Love to hear the wind cry Love to hear you cry, yeah, yeah 09 - The Soft Parade When I was back there in seminary school There was a person there Who put forth the proposition That you can petition the Lord with prayer Petition the lord with prayer Petition the lord with prayer You cannot petition the lord with prayer! Can you give me sanctuary I must find a place to hide A place for me to hide Can you find me soft asylum I can't make it anymore The Man is at the door Peppermint miniskirts, chocolate candy Champion sax and a girl named Sandy There's only four ways to get unraveled One is to sleep and the other is travel One is a bandit up in the hills One is to love your neighbor till His wife gets home Catacombs Nursery bones Winter women Growing stones (Carrying babies to the river) Streets and shoes, Avenues Leather riders selling news (The monk bought lunch) Successful hills are here to stay Everything must be this way Gentle streets where people play Welcome to the Soft Parade All our lives we sweat and save Building for a shallow grave Must be something else we say Somehow to defend this place (Everything must be this way Everything must be this way) The Soft Parade has now begun Listen to the engines hum People out to have some fun A cobra on my left Leopard on my right, yeah Deer woman in a silk dress Girls with beads about their necks Kiss the hunter of the green vest Who has wrestled before With lions in the night Out of sight! The lights are getting brighter The radio is moaning Calling to the dogs There are still a few animals Left out in the yard But it's getting harder To describe sailors To the underfed Tropic corridor Tropic treasure What got us this far To this mild equator We need someone or something new Something else to get us through Calling on the dogs Calling on the dogs Calling on the dogs Calling on the dogs Calling in the dogs Calling all the dogs Calling on the gods Meet me at the crossroads Meet me at the edge of town Outskirts of the city Just you and I And the evening sky You'd better come alone You'd better bring your gun We're gonna have some fun When all else fails We can whip the horses' eyes And make them sleep And cry.... Morrison Hotel (1970) 01 - Roadhouse Blues Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Yeah, we're goin' to the Roadhouse Gonna have a real Good time Yeah, in back of the Roadhouse they got some bungalows Yeah, in back of the Roadhouse they got some bungalows And that's for the people Who like to go down slow Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, all night long Ashen lady, Ashen lady Give up your vows, give up your vows Save our city, save our city Right now Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer Yeah, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer The future's uncertain, and the end is always near Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, all night long 02 - Waiting For The Sun At first flash of Eden, We race down to the sea. Standing there on freedom's shore. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. Can you feel it, now that spring has come? That it's time to live In the scattered sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting... Waiting for you to Come along. Waiting for you to Hear my song. Waiting for you to come along. Waiting for you to Tell me what went wrong. This is the strangest life I've ever known. Can't you feel it, now that spring has come? That it's time to live In the scattered sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun 03 - You Make Me Real I really want you, really do. Really need you baby, God knows I do. 'Cause I'm not real enough without you; Oh, what can I do? You make me real. You make me feel like lovers feel. You make me throw away mistake and misery. Make me free, love, make me free. I really want you, really do. Really need you baby, really do. Well I'm not real enough without you; Oh, what can I do? You make me real. Only you, baby have that appeal. So let me slide in your tender sunken sea. Make me free, love, make me free. Roll now, baby, roll Well, roll now, baby, roll You gotta roll now, baby, roll Roll now, honey, roll You gotta roll now, baby, roll Make me free You make me real. You make me feel like lovers feel. You make me throw away mistake and misery. Make me free, love, make me free. Make me free, You make me free. 04 - Peace Frog There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles There's blood on the streets, it's up to my knee Blood on the streets in the town of Chicago Blood on the rise, it's following me She came... Just about the break of day She came, then she drove away Sunlight in her hair Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness Blood in the streets it's up to my thigh The river runs down the legs of the city The women are crying red rivers of weeping She came into town and then she drove away Sunlight in her hair Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile egg-shell mind Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice Blood in my love in the terrible summer Bloody red sun of phantastic L.A. Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers Blood will be born in the birth of a nation Blood is the rose of mysterious union There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee Blood in the streets of the town of Chicago Blood on the rise, it's following me 05 - Blue Sunday I found my own true love was on a blue Sunday. She looked at me and told me I was the only one in the world. Now I have found my girl. My girl awaits for me in tender time. My girl is mine, She is the world, She is my girl. My girl awaits for me in tender time. My girl is mine, She is the world,She is my girl. 06 - Ship Of Fools The human race was dying out. No one left to scream and shout. People walking on the moon. Smog will get you pretty soon. Everyone was hangin' out. Hangin' up and hangin' down. Hangin' in and holdin' fast. Hope our little world will last. Along came Mr. Goodtrips Looking for a new a ship. Come on, people, better climb on board. Come on, baby, now we're going home. Ship of fools, ship of fools. The human race was dying out. No one left to scream and shout. People walking on the moon. Smog gonna get you pretty soon. Ship of fools, ship of fools. Ship of fools, ship of fools. Ship of fools, ship of fools. Ship of fools. Yeah, climb on board Ship's gonna leave ya far behind Climb on board Ship of fools ship of fool 07 - Land Ho! Grandma loved a sailor who sailed the frozen sea. Grandpa was that whaler and he took me on his knee. He said, "Son, I'm goin' crazy From livin' on the land. Got to find my shipmates and walk on foreign sands." This old man was graceful, with silver in his smile. He smoked a briar pipe and He walked for country miles. Singing songs of shady sisters and old time liberty. Songs of love and songs of death And songs to set men free. I've got three ships and sixty men, A course for ports unread. I'll stand at mast, let north winds blow Till half of us are dead. Land ho! Well, if I get my hands on a dollar bill, Gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill. If I get my hands on a number five, Gonna skin that litlle girl alive. If I get my hands on a number two, Come back home and marry you, marry you, marry you. All right! Land ho! Yeah, land ho Yeah, land ho Well, if I get back home And I feel all right You know I'm gonna love you tonight Love tonight Love tonight Yeah, land ho! 08 - The Spy I'm a spy in the house of love. I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of. I know the words that you long to hear. I know your deepest, secret fear. I'm a spy in the house of love. I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of. I know the words that you long to hear. I know your deepest, secret fear. I know ev'rything. Ev'rything you do. Ev'rywhere you go. Ev'ryone you know. I'm a spy in the house of love. I know the dreams, that you're dreamin' of. I know the words that you long to hear. I know your deepest, secret fear. I know your deepest, secret fear. I know your deepest, secret fear. I'm a spy, I can see you What you do. And I know. 09 - Queen Of The Highway She was a princess, Queen of the highway Sign on the road said: "Take us to Madre" No one could save her, save the blind tiger He was a monster, black dressed in leather She was a princess, Queen of the highway Now they are wedded, She is a good girl Naked as children out in the meadow, Naked as children, wild as can be, Soon to have offspring, start it all over Start at all over American boy, American girl, Most beautiful people in the world Son of a frontier Indian swirl, Dancing through the midnight whirl-pool Formless Hope it can continue a little while longer 10 - Indian Summer I love you, the best. Better than all the rest. I love you, the best. Better than all the rest, That I meet in the summer. Indian summer. That I meet in the summer. Indian summer. I love you, the best. Better than all the rest. 11 - Maggie M'Gill Miss Maggie M'Gill she lived on a hill. Her daddy got drunk and left her the will. So she went down down to "Tangie Town." People down there Really like to get it on. Now if you're sad, And you're feeling blue. Go out and buy a Brand new pair of shoes. And you go down, Down to "Tangie Town." The people down there really like to get it on. Get it on. Illegitimate son Of a rock n' roll star. Illegitimate son of a rock n' roll star. Mom met dad in the back f a rock n' roll car. Well, I'm an old blues man and I think that you understand. I've been singing the blues ever since the world began. Maggie, Maggie, Maggie M'Gill. Roll on, roll on, Maggie M'Gill. Maggie, Maggie, Maggie M'Gill. Roll on, roll on, Maggie M'Gill. L.A. Woman (1971) 01 - The Changeling Uh! Uha! Gedu! I live uptown I live downtown I live all around I had money, and I had none I had money, and I had none But I never been so broke That I couldn't leave town I'm a Changeling See me change I'm a Changelin' See me change I'm the air you breath Food you eat Friends your greet In the sullen street, wow See me change See me change, you I live uptown I live downtown I live all around I had money, yeah, and I had none I had money, yeah, and I had none But I never been so broke That I couldn't leave town Well, I'm the air you breath Food you eat Friends your greet In the sullen street, wow Ew ma! Uh, ah! You gotta see me change See me change Yeah, I'm leavin' town On a midnight train Gotta see me change Change, change, change Change, change, change Change, change, change Change, change, change Woa, change, change, change 02 - Love Her Madly Don't ya love her madly Don't ya need her badly Don't ya love her ways Tell me what you say Don't ya love her madly Wanna be her daddy Don't ya love her face Don't ya love her as she's walkin' out the door Like she did one thousand times before Don't ya love her ways Tell me what you say Don't ya love her as she's walkin' out the door All your love All your love All your love All your love All your love is gone So sing a lonely song Of a deep blue dream Seven horses seem to be on the mark Yeah, don't you love her Don't you love her as she's walkin' out the door All your love All your love All your love Yeah, all your love is gone So sing a lonely song Of a deep blue dream Seven horses seem to be on the mark Well, don't ya love her madly Don't ya love her madly Don't ya love her madly 03 - Been Down So Long Well, I've been down so Goddamn long That it looks like up to me Well, I've been down so very damn long That it looks like up to me Yeah, why don't one you people C'mon and set me free I said, warden, warden, warden Won't you break your lock and key I said, warden, warden, warden Won't ya break your lock and key Yeah, come along here, mister C'mon and let the poor boy be Baby, baby, baby Won't you get down on your knees Baby, baby, baby Won't you get down on your knees C'mon little darlin' C'mon and give your love to me, oh yeah Well, I've been down so Goddamn long That it looks like up to me Well, I've been down so very damn long That it looks like up to me Yeah, why don't one you people C'mon, c'mon, c'mon and set me free 04 - Cars Hiss By My Window The cars hiss by my window Like the waves down on the beach The cars hiss by my window Like the waves down on the beach I got this girl beside me But she's out of reach Headlight through my window Shinin' on the wall Headlight through my window Shinin' on the wall Can't hear my baby Though I called and called Yeah, right Woo! Windows started tremblin' With a sonic boom Windows started tremblin' With a sonic boom, boom A cold girl'll kill you In a darkened room Yeah, woo Ride Ride on Weooooo! Wawa, eooo! Oooo, owa, owaaa! Wa, waaaaea! Ooo, wa, wa, wa, wa, waa! Uh-huh 05 - L.A. Woman Well, I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows Are you a lucky little lady in The City of Light Or just another lost angel...City of Night City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, woo, c'mon L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon Drive thru your suburbs Into your blues, into your blues, yeah Into your blue-blue Blues Into your blues, ohh, yeah I see your hair is burnin' Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you You know they are a liar Drivin' down your freeways Midnite alleys roam Cops in cars, the topless bars Never saw a woman... So alone, so alone So alone, so alone Motel Money Murder Madness Let's change the mood from glad to sadness Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin' Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin' Got to keep on risin' Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin' Mojo Risin', gotta Mojo Risin' Mr. Mojo Risin', gotta keep on risin' Risin', risin' Gone risin', risin' I'm gone risin', risin' I gotta risin', risin' Well, risin', risin' I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin' Woah, ohh yeah Well, I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows Are you a lucky little lady in The City of Light Or just another lost angel...City of Night City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, woah, c'mon L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman L.A. Woman, your my woman Little L.A. Woman, Little L.A. Woman L.A. L.A. Woman Woman L.A. Woman c'mon 06 - L'America Yeeeaahh I took a trip down to L'America To trade some beads for a pint of gold I took a trip down to L'America To trade some beads for a pint of gold L'America, L'America, L'America L'America, L'America, L'America C'mon people, don't ya look so down You know the rain man's comin' ta town Change the weather, change your luck And then he'll teach ya how ta...find yourself L'America Friendly strangers came to town All the people put them down But, the women loved their ways Come again some other day Like the gentle rain Like the gentle rain that falls I took a trip down to L'America To trade some beads for a pint of gold I took a trip down to L'America To trade some beads for a pint of gold L'America, L'America, L'America L'America, L'America, L'America L'America 07 - Hyacinth House What are they doing in the Hyacinth House? What are they doing in the Hyacinth House? To please the lions in this day I need a brand new friend who doesn't bother me I need a brand new friend who doesn't trouble me I need someone and who doesn't need me I see the bathroom is clear I think that somebody's near I'm sure that someone is following me, oh yeah Why did you throw the Jack of Hearts away? Why did you throw the Jack of Hearts away? It was the only card in the deck that I had left to play And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend, the end 08 - Crawling King Snake Well, I'm the Crawlin' King Snake And I rule my den I'm the Crawlin' King Snake And I rule my den Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself Caught me crawlin', baby, window Grass is very high Keep on crawlin' till the day I die Crawlin' King Snake And I rule my den You better give me what I want Gonna crawl no more Caught me crawlin', baby Crawlin' 'round your door Seein' everything I want I'm gonna crawl on your floor Let's crawl And I rule my den C'mon, give me what I want Ain't gonna crawl no more Alright, crawl a while C'mon crawl C'mon crawl Get on out there on your hands and knees, baby Crawl all over me Just like the spider on the wall Ooo, we gonn' crawl, one more Well, I'm the Crawlin' King Snake And I rule my den Call me the Crawlin' King Snake And I rule my den Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself 09 - The WASP (Texas Radio And The Big Beat) I wanna tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat Comes out of the Virginia swamps Cool and slow with plenty of precision With a back beat narrow and hard to master Some call it heavenly in it's brilliance Others, mean and ruthful of the Western dream I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping This is the land where the Pharaoh died The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered They are saying, "Forget the night. Live with us in forests of azure. Out here on the perimeter there are no stars Out here we is stoned - immaculate." Listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the heartache I'll tell you 'bout the heartache and the lose of God I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night The meager food for souls forgot I'll tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul I'll tell you this No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn I'll tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat Soft drivin', slow and mad, like some new language Now, listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas I'll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night Wandering the Western dream Tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul 10 - Riders On The Storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Into this house we're born Into this world we're thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out alone Riders on the storm There's a killer on the road His brain is squirmin' like a toad Take a long holiday Let your children play If you give this man a ride Sweet memory will die Killer on the road, yeah Girl ya gotta love your man Girl ya gotta love your man Take him by the hand Make him understand The world on you depends Our life will never end Gotta love your man, yeah Wow! Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Into this house we're born Into this world we're thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out alone Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrmojorisin17 Posted June 22, 2010 Author Share Posted June 22, 2010 HWY un film di James Douglas Morrison Questo film traccia una cruda immagine della psiche di un uomo condotto al crimine. Così Frank Lisciandro: "La sceneggiatura originale parlava di un autostoppista chiamato "The Kid" che usciva da una regione desertica e cominciava a girare per il paese insieme a una banda di vagabondi, sulla strada che conduce alla città egli uccide un poliziotto, e possibilmente non uno solo. Quindi viene inseguito e messo in prigione. A questo punto del film si sarebbe dovuta avere una sequenza onirica nella quale "The Kid" viene giustiziato per l'omicidio; quindi alla fine si sarebbe dovuto riunire agli stessi vagabondi conosciuti all'inizio della storia. Così tu dovresti capire che l'inizio del film era vista come una resurrezione, e tu ti trovi di fronte ad un personaggio/archetipo, forse Jesse James, forse Billy the Kid, forse Jack lo squartatore, che ritorna ad ogni nuova vita e poiché è guidato dal destino, ogni volta ripercorre lo stesso cammino, come per una sorta di misterioso rituale. Gli altri personaggi hanno il nome di "Doc" e di "Clown Boy". Unitamente a "The Kid", possono essere identificati come tre aspetti di Jim. Egli vedeva se stesso a volte come un clown, a volte come una specie di saggio (il tipo più vecchio, di nome Doc) e a volte come un bambino (The Kid)". L'AUTOSTOPPISTA SE NE STAVA AI LATI DELLA STRADA INNALZANDO IL POLLICE NELLA CALMA ANALISI DELLA RAGIONE. Subito dopo Pasqua le stesse persone che collaborarono a "Feast of Friends" si riunirono per realizzare "HWY". I compiti furono divisi in parti eguali tra tutti i membri del gruppo, ma per la maggior parte Paul Ferrara usò la telecamera, Babe Hill curò il suono e Frank Lisciandro curò il montaggio. Come avveniva per la maggior parte dei progetti di Jim, il film fu girato con l'enfasi tipica della creazione spontanea. Lisciandro così commenta: "Andammo nel deserto per girare il film, ma ancora non avevamo una idea precisa di cosa avremmo fatto. Girammo lì per tre o quattro giorni ed in città per due, ma non riuscimmo a girare tutte le scene necessarie per completare il film. Jim decise di usare il materiale che avevamo girato come "biglietto da visita" per trovare i fondi per completarlo. Così mettemmo insieme le scene girate, tanto da formare una sequenza lineare - i personaggi uscivano dalla montagna ed andavano in città - e noi fummo soddisfatti del lavoro svolto". Più che di un film, si trattava di una poesia sotto forma di filmato. Girato in 35 mm il film, della durata di 50 minuti, contiene immagini molto suggestive dell'uomo messo in relazione con se stesso e con la natura, ma l'unico elemento che rimane della sceneggiatura originale è l'autostoppista. Jim è inizialmente mostrato mentre si muove silenziosamente in mezzo al deserto, pieno di simboli che richiamano alla natura (la cascata, il cielo, la luna, etc.). Il film parte con un barbuto Jim che emerge a torso nudo dall'acqua di un fiume. Alle sue spalle una splendida cascata. Questa scena fu filmata a Parkwood Falls, vicino a Palm Springs e Jim era vestito soltanto dei suoi proverbiali pantaloni di pelle. Più tardi comincia a fare l'autostop: mentre aspetta sul ciglio della strada Jim tira fuori dal suo fianco una pistola immaginaria, oppure agita come un torero la sua giacca di pelle contro le macchine che passano. In una scena sale su di una vecchia e sporca macchina abbandonata, posta ad un lato dell'autostrada, quindi improvvisamente inizia a saltare sul cofano, rompendo il parabrezza con le suole dei suoi stivali. Finalmente qualcuno su una "Shelby Mustang" (senza dubbio si tratta della macchina di Jim!) si ferma e gli offre un passaggio. Noi non vediamo la persona alla guida, né quello che avviene in seguito, ma possiamo pensare ad un omicidio, poiché nella scena successiva vediamo Jim che guida da solo la stessa macchina. Per la strada incontra un gruppo di giovani che cantano e ballano e decide di unirsi a loro. Più tardi lo vediamo mentre fa girare la Shelby in cerchio, sollevando una grande quantità di polvere e sabbia. Riguardo alle scene girate nel deserto, la più interessante e' quando l'autostoppista si ferma per guardare un cojote ferito sulla strada, poiché si tratta di un parallelo con il famoso incidente stradale accaduto nell'infanzia di Jim. Mentre il cojote, simbolo del selvaggio e del primitivo, sta disteso sulla strada dimenandosi (probabilmente sul punto di morire), un cane "domestico" guarda la scena al sicuro da una macchina parcheggiata poco distante. Improvvisamente il cane per un istante diventa disperatamente calmo, quindi balza in avanti e cerca di nascondersi sotto il sedile. La scena evoca gli indiani morenti sull'autostrada così come erano stati visti dal giovane Jim Morrison dalla macchina dei suoi genitori, mentre sentiva per la prima volta nella sua vita la presenza Sciamanica. Dopo aver fatto il pieno di benzina e dopo essersi soffermato a guardare alcune cartoline pornografiche disposte su un portacarte girevole, l'autostoppista si rimette in viaggio, passando accanto a muri immiseriti da spazzatura e graffiti. Come scende la notte, stende una mappa sul terreno e vi passa sopra con una bacchetta da rabdomante. Alla fine arriva in città, dove entra in una stanza di un hotel a poco prezzo (il famoso "Alta Cienega Motel") e orina. Dopo aver fatto tappa in un bar, egli fa una strana telefonata, parlando molto tranquillamente di come avesse ucciso un guidatore che gli aveva offerto un passaggio. [Qui chiama l'amico poeta McClure, che pensa ad uno scherzo. Questa traccia audio la si sente anche in An American Prayer, nella traccia "L'autostoppista", con lo sfondo di Riders On The Storm, nota di Le Duc]. Più tardi lo vediamo camminare su un tetto e contemplare la città. Durante la lavorazione di "HWY" Jim disse di voler trovare un posto da cui si potesse ammirare il panorama di Los Angeles illuminata di notte. "Un nostro vecchio compagno di classe ai tempi dell'Ucla Film School, ci fece avere libero accesso sul tetto del "9000 Building", un famoso grattacielo di L.A.. Ricorda ancora Frank Lisciandro: "Una volta che l'equipaggiamento e lo staff al completo si trovò sul tetto, Jim sorprese tutti andando sull'orlo del cornicione che circonda l'edificio. Lui ci disse di voler essere filmato mentre camminava sul cornicione. Nessuno fu in grado di fargli cambiare idea. La ripresa che Jim aveva in mente lo mostrava mentre camminava, passo dopo passo, molto lentamente, sull'orlo del mondo, con la notte ingioiellata di Los Angeles che brillava alle sue spalle. Lui rifiutò una corda e ignorò i nostri consigli, secondo i quali senza una adeguata illuminazione sarebbe apparso al massimo come una vaga ombra che si stagliava sulle luci della città. Quando iniziò la sua passeggiata abbiamo tutti trattenuto il respiro, consapevoli che un passo sbagliato avrebbe potuto fargli fare un volo di trenta piani. Perché prendersi un rischio del genere?". L'ovvia risposta starebbe nel fatto che lui si aspettava che qualcuno lo afferrasse per provargli la sua amicizia. Invece secondo Babe Hill sentiva un complesso di inferiorità verso gli amici che veramente stimava. "Il mio pensiero era: se proprio vuoi cadere, {censored} you, vai e cadi! Non mi puoi mettere in questi fottuti trip riguardo a ciò, perché è questo che secondo me stava cercando di fare. Jim voleva solo metterci in imbarazzo". Frank Lisciandro: "Quel giorno avevamo bevuto molto, ma lui non era così ubriaco come lo avevo visto altre volte; era cioè abbastanza sobrio da avere ancora un certo autocontrollo. Lo chiamavamo "The Human Fly"…". Il film, più che terminare, si interrompe e di conseguenza lascia lo spettatore con la sensazione che l'azione non sia mai veramente partita, che nulla sia mai iniziato. Mentre "HWY" da una parte possiede immagini molto potenti, in pratica non possiede dialogo e come molti "film d'arte" di quel periodo, ha scene molto lente: l'attenzione è posta sui minimi dettagli piuttosto che sulla trama. "Una sequenza sulla città" (della durata di parecchi minuti) mostra un laborioso "gioco ad incastro" delle immagini, da come è mescolata dall'alba al giorno, all'imbrunire, alla notte procedendo come attraverso istantanee. Lo stesso posto (ad esempio un distributore di benzina) viene filmato varie volte in diversi momenti della giornata. Come il giorno progredisce possiamo vederne i principali caratteri evolversi. E' facile immaginare Jim e gli altri, tutti presi dalla gioia di fare un film, che abbandonano il modo tradizionale di raccontare una storia per una forma meno strutturata. La colonna sonora del film è interessante, soprattutto quei passaggi che assomigliano a canti/preghiere delle tribù degli indiani, ed un paio di indimenticabili canzoni folk cantate da Georgia Ferrara. "HWY" doveva essere una tappa di avvicinamento verso una forma di lungometraggio più esteso. "Era un demo" - continua Lisciandro - "Jim pensava che se ci fosse stato un pubblico adatto ed un distributore con i soldi il film l’avrebbe finito. Infatti alla fine la spesa fu di circa 40.000 dollari. Anche in seguito fu dimostrato che fare un film non è per niente una cosa economica". Jim disse queste parole riguardo al film: "Per me è una cosa ancora più poetica, più di una esercitazione, una specie di riscaldamento. Praticamente non esiste una vera traccia da seguire e non c'è nemmeno una storia, almeno nel senso tradizionale del termine. Una persona, di cui io faccio la parte, esce dalle montagne e fa l'autostop sulla strada lungo il deserto. Prende una stanza in un motel, quindi esce e va in un night club o in qualche altro posto. Il finale è di questo tipo... E quando la musica finisce, spegni la luce... E' un film molto bello". Nelle sequenze finali si vede un gruppo di ragazzini correre attorno ad alcune rocce, vicino alla cascata dove il film è iniziato, presumibilmente a significare la forma ciclica della storia; che ricomincia da capo. Il lavoro, finito, può sembrare datato e con pretese artistiche, ma giova ricordare che mentre innumerevoli altre rockstars parlavano di fare dei film basati sugli anni '60, Jim è l'unico a non aver fatto nulla di tutto ciò. Sebbene lui non avesse alcuna linea da seguire, non si può dire molto sulle capacità di Jim come attore, se non che la sua presenza sullo schermo è molto marcata, decisa. Anche se rimasto in forma incompleta, "HWY" è stato accolto con largo successo sia al "Vancouver Film Festival" sia al "Jim Morrison Film Festival" a Toronto. Scusate per la traduzione, la feci molto tempo fa e non ricordo neanche da dove, altrimenti avrei postato il link. Stamattina ho ordinato When You're Strange (songs from the motion picture), appena mi arriva posto una recensione. 1. Poem: Cinema 2. Poem: The Spirit Of Music 3. Moonlight Drive 4. Poem: The Doors Of Perception 5. Break on Through (To the Other Side) (Live – Isle Of Wight 1970) 6. Poem: A Visitation Of Energy 7. Light My Fire (Live – The Ed Sullivan Show 1967) 8. To Really Be a Superstar – Jim Morrison (Interview) 9. Five To One 10. Poem: Wasting The Dawn 11. When The Music's Over (Live – Danish TV 1968) 12. a The Four of Us Are Musicians – Jim Morrison (Interview) b I'd Like Them to Listen – Ray Manzarek (Interview) c Rock & Roll And Jazz – John Densmore (Interview) d Our Music Is Symbolic – Robby Krieger (Interview) 13. Hello, I Love You 14. Dead Serious – Jim Morrison (Interview) 15. People Are Strange 16. Poem: Inside The Dream 17. Soul Kitchen 18. Poem: We Have Been Metamorphosized 19. Poem: Touch Scares 20. Touch Me 21. Poem: Naked We Come 22. Poem: O Great Creator of Being 23. The End 24. Poem: The Girl of the Ghetto 25. L.A. Woman 26. Poem: Crossroads 27. Roadhouse Blues' (Live – New York 1970) 28. Poem: Ensenada 29. Riders On The Storm 30. Poem: As I Look Back 31. The Crystal Ship 32. Poem: Goodbye America Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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