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Alice Cooper: Lace and Whiskey

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: Warner Bros. Records
Released: 1977
Time:
 41:47
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): Bob Ezrin
Rating: *****..... (5/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.alicecooper.com
Appears with:
Purchase date: 2011
Price in €: 1,00





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[1] It's Hot Tonight (Cooper/Ezrin/Wagner) - 3:21
[2] Lace and Whiskey (Cooper/Ezrin/Wagner) - 3:13
[3] Road Rats (Cooper/Ezrin/Wagner) - 4:51
[4] Damned If You Do (Cooper/Ezrin/Wagner) - 3:13
[5] You and Me (Cooper/Wagner) - 5:09
[6] King of the Silver Screen (Cooper/Ezrin/Wagner) - 5:35
[7] Unbangi Stomp (Underwood) - 2:12
[8] (No More) Love at Your Convenience (Cooper/Ezrin/Wagner) - 3:49
[9] I Never Wrote Those Songs (Cooper/Ezrin/Wagner) - 4:33
[10] My God (Cooper/Ezrin/Wagner) - 5:40

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


Alice Cooper - Composer, Performer, Vocals

Josef Chirowski - Keyboards
Dean Babbitt - Bass
Prakash John - Bass
Al Kooper - Keyboards, Piano
Tony Levin - Bass
Alister MacMillan - Arranger, Piano
Allan MacMillan - Piano
Jimmy Maelen - Percussion, Vocals
Jim Gordon - Drums
Steve Hunter - Guitar
Allan Schwartzberg - Drums
Dick Wagner - Composer, Guitar, Vocals
Ernie Watts - Clarinet, Tenor Saxophone

Venetta Fields - Vocals
Julia Tillman Waters - Vocals
Lorna Willard - Vocals

Bob Ezrin - Arranger, Composer, Keyboards, Producer, Vocals
Brian Christian - Engineer
Tony d'Amico - Engineer
Jim Frank - Engineer
Rick Hart - Engineer
Robert Hrycyna - Engineer
John Jansen - Engineer
Robert Stasiak - Engineer
John Stephens - Machines, Mixing
Donna Dobbs - Production Assistant
Scott Anderson - Production Assistant
Chris Bennet - Production Assistant
Joe Gannon - Advisor, Assistant
Richard Seireeni - Cover Design, Cover Photo, Photography
Rod Dyer - Cover Design
Linda Hennrick - Lyric Transcription
Terry O'Neill - Portraits

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


1977 LP Metal Blade 1-26446
1977 CS Metal Blade 4-26446
1977 CD Metal Blade 2-26446
1990 CD Metal Blade 26446
1990 CS Metal Blade 26446
1998 CD Warner Elektra Atlantic Corp. 7599262272
1999 CD Warner Bros. 262272
2007 CD Rhino/Warner Bros.
2008 CD Warner Bros. 3027

1977 Warner Brothers album featuring the top 10 smash 'You And Me'. 10 tracks total. Recording information: Cherokee Studios, Los Angeles, CA; Producer's Workshop, Los Angeles, CA; RCA, Los Angeles, CA; Record Plant, NY; Soundstage, Toronto, Ontario, Canada.



As the rock & roll that made him famous began to grow stale, Alice Cooper found himself desperately trying to revive that fad with Lace and Whiskey. There are no shocking songs here -- just flat, dull melodies that sound like a bad combination of '50s rock & roll and classic '70s rock. One exception to the album might be the Top 20 hit "You and Me," but even this somewhat catchy ballad doesn't save the album from being a bore. Although it isn't as horrible as many critics have claimed it to be, Lace and Whiskey still fails to get anywhere beyond mediocrity.

Barry Weber - All Music Guide



Schon das '76er Cooper-Album Alice Cooper Goes To Hell war geprägt gewesen von der Abneigung des Schockrockers gegen die aufkommende Disco-Welle und seinem Respekt vor der jungen Punkrock-Generation. Lace And Whiskey ('77) führt diese Linie fort und präsentiert Cooper deutlich epischer und balladesker als in frühen Jahren. Der herausragendste Song des Albums ist das ruhige, absolut radiokompatible "You And Me", dessen Gesangsmelodien und dick aufgetragene Streicher auch von den Carpenters hätten stammen konnten. Sonderlich glaubwürdig klingt die ganze Chose nicht, da Alice aber - wie eigentlich zu fast jedem Zeitpunkt in seiner ewig langen Karriere - auf gutes bis sehr gutes Songmaterial zurückgreifen kann, geht auch Lace And Whiskey wieder als ein Album durch, das in qualitativer Hinsicht das Klassenziel locker erreicht.

Michael Rensen - Amazon.de
 

 L y r i c s


It's Hot Tonight

It's hot tonight
Too hot for talkin'
It's hot tonight
I sweat tonight
I sweat no sleeping
It's too hot tonight
Dogs are barkin'
Cats are screamin'
Streets are steamin'
Gods own heats the devil' demon
My turn tonight
To burn with fever
I burn tonight
I smoke tonight
I'm all on fire
It's damn hot tonight
Summer nights they
Make me crazy
Make me all hazy
It's hot tonight
It's too hot for talkin'
It's hot tonight
I sweat tonight
I sweat no sleeping
It's too hot tonight
Dogs are barkin'
Cats are screamin'
Streets are steamin'
Gods own heats the devil' demon, yeah


Lace and Whiskey

I find myself running in circles
Lost and half insane
And I need a cure sometimes
To knock out the pain
So I yell out for some kind of angel
To come down and rescue me
Be as soft as you can
Put a drink in my hand
I'm as scared as I ever could be
Gimme lace and whiskey
Mamas home remedy
Double indemnity
Fills me with ecstasy
La-aa-aace and whiskey
Lots of things I really want here
Lots of things I really need
There's an animal soul inside
That I've gotta feed
My hot mamas feminine body (??)
Always gets a rise from me
She's so soft in my hands
I give her all she can stand
Make a full fledged man outta me
Gimme lace and whiskey
Mamas home remedy
Double indemnity
Fills me with ecstasy
La-aa-ace and whiskey
La-aa-ace and whiskey
I ain't hard assed
So babe don't make me mean
I want a hot place
To go and show you things
Gimme lace and whiskey
Mamas home remedy
Double indemnity
Fills me with ecstasy
La-aa-ace and whiskey
I'll end up a broken old hobo
With red and yellow eyes
Swear' and drunk and dyin'
But no ones surprised
That's a long long way from today babe
As far as I can see
So shake off your shoes
Go and get me my booze
Lay your love and your laces on me
Gimme lace and whiskey
Mamas home remedy
Double indemnity
Fills me with ecstasy
La-aa-ace and whiskey
La-aa-ace and whiskey
La-aa-ace and whiskey
La-aa-ace and whiskey


Road Rats

We work this band 'cause they make it rock,
but we're the guys that make it roll.
We move the drums and amps and junk.
Road rats...
we're a pack,
and the road's our home.
On the road half my young man's life.
I spend a lot of time;
ain't got no bread to show for it.
Road rats...
all the cash spent on whites and wine.
We're the men behind the man.
We're the backbone muscle clan.
We do a thousand one night stands.
If the stars can make it,
if the band can shake it,
well, if those guys can take it,
we can,
yeah.
We work this band 'cause they make it rock,
but we're the guys that make it roll.
We move the drums and amps and junk.
Road rats...
we're a pack,
and the road's our home.
Road rats...
we're a pack,
and the road's our home.
Road rats...
we're a pack,
and the road's our home.
Road rats...
we're a pack,
and the road's our home.
We're the men behind the man.
We're the backbone muscle clan.
We do a thousand one night stands.
If the stars can make it,
if the band can shake it,
well, if those guys can take it,
we can,
yeah.


Damned If I Do

I'm gonna sign my name
to full confession.
It seems the woman I loved last night
belongs to another man.
They like to take you home;
they like to purr and tease you.
but I'm a passionate man,
and I couldn't leave her alone.
'Cause you are damned if you do,
damned if you don't;
damned if you will,
damned if you won't.
Sometimes they look so good,
but don't you let'em deceive ya.
'Cause then you find out that they got
some kind of a venomous mind.
And the thing that's worse
is that it all seems worth it.
I'm still a passionate man,
and she wouldn't leave me alone.
If you think that being a stud is easy,
well, now don't ask me, boys;
I wouldn't know.
I'm a little slow.
And you are damned if you do,
and damned if you don't;
you are damned if you will,
and your damned if you won't.
If you think that being a stud is easy,
well, now don't ask me, boys;
I wouldn't know.
I'm a little slow.
Gonna sign my name
to full confession.
It seems the woman I loved last night
belongs to another man.
They like to take you home;
they like to purr and tease you.
and I'm a passionate man,
and I couldn't leave her alone.
'Cause you are damned if you do,
damned if you don't;
damned if you will,
damned if you won't.
damned if you do,
damned if you don't;
damned if you will,
damned if you won't.
I'll be damned


You And Me

When I got home from work
I wanna wrap myself around you
I wanna take you and squeeze you
'till the passion starts to rise.
I wanna take you to heaven
that would make my day complete
but you and me ain't movie stars
what we are is what we are
we share a bed some lovin' and t.v. yeah.
That's enough for a workin' man
what I am is what I am
and I tell you babe
well that's enough for me.
Sometimes when you're asleep and
I'm just starin' at the ceiling
I wanna reach out and touch you
but you just go on dreamin'.
If I could take you to heaven
that would make my day complete
but you and me ain't movie stars
what we are is what we are
and I tell you babe
well that's enough for me.
You and me ain't no superstars
what we are is what we are
we share a bed some popcorn and t.v. yeah.
And that's enough for a workin' man
what I am is what I am
and I tell you babe
well that's enough for me.
When I got home from work
I wanna wrap myself around you
I like to hold you and squeeze you
'till the passion starts to rise.
I wanna take you to heaven
that would make my day complete ...


King Of the Silver Screen

By day I'm a workin' man,
layin' bricks or layin' pipe.
I don't stand out in a crowd;
just look like one of the guys.
Little do they know,
when I'm alone in bed at night,
I become the King of the Silver Screen.
I stare at the ceiling there;
I know where I belong.
I two step with Fred Astaire or
fighting old King Kong.
I can be any hero at all;
Zorro or Don Juan.
I know I'm the King of the Silver Screen.
Hollywood movies keep flashin' across my mind.
I could've been Valentino if I was born in another time.
I might be solving a case or swinging from a tree. Share a joke with Crosby and Hope; we're such good friends, you see.
Even dazzle the Academy with my versatility.
'Cause I'm the King of the Silver Screen.
Hollywood movies keep flashin' across my mind.
I could've been Errol Flynn
if I was born in another time.
I could've been a star.
I could've been a star.
I could've played that part.
But Hollywood movies keep flashin' before my eyes.
I could've been Greta Garbo
if I was born in another time.
I wake the very next day
go on back to work.
I'm just a face in a crowd;
another average jerk.
And all the guys on the building site look at me flirt.
Because I'm the Queen of the Silver.
Recitation...
Yes, I'm the Queen of the Silver Screen.
I admit it to all my fellow workers.
I don't care any more. I'm tired of closets.
I'm gonna eat my makeup for lunch today.
Just stop hittin' me again. All right guys?
I'm going to Hollywood to be a starlet.
I know I'm 240 pounds and play center
for the Detroit Lions.
I don't care any more.
I like makeup and dresses and Hollywood.
I'll make somebody a great little wife.
"Frankly, Scarlet, I don't give a damn."


Ubangi Stomp

Well, I rocked over Italy and I rocked over Spain.
I rocked in Memphis;
it was all the same
till I rocked to Africa.
I rolled off the ship.
I seem them natives doin' an odd looking skip.
I parted the weeds
and I looked over the swamp,
and I seen them cats doin' the Ubangi Stomp.
Ubangi Stomp is a rock and roll.
It beats anything that's ever been told.
Ubangi Stomp, Ubangi style;
when it kicks,
it drives a cool cat wild.
Well I looked up the chief;
he invited me in.
He said, "A heap big jam session's 'bout to begin."
I grabbed up a tom and I picked up the beat.
That crazy thing sent
shivers to my feet.
I rocked and I rolled
and I skipped with a smile.
I did the Ubangi Stomp with a Ubangi style.
Well, we rocked all night and part of the day.
Had a good, rock-in' time
with the chief's daughter Mae.
I'm makin' good time and I'm gettin' in the know when the captain said, "Son, we've gotta go." I said, "That's all right.
You go right ahead.
I'm gonna Ubangi Stomp till I roll over dead."
Ubangi Stomp is a rock and roll.
It beats anything that's ever been told.
Ubangi Stomp, Ubangi style;
when it kicks,
it drives a cool cat wild.
Ubangi Stomp, thank you.


   

(No More) Love At Your Convenience

Your childish game is over now.
Lost your power over night some how.
Better see it ain't gonna be like it used to be.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Lots of time late at night, I really needed you.
I'm telling you tonight's the night.
Close your mouth;
turn off the light.
Pull me babe.
Pull me down closer on you.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Lots of time late at night, I really needed you.
I really needed you.
I really needed you.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Quit your tears and dry your eyes.
You know I hate to see you cry.
Don't you see,
things gotta be what they got to.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at
me.
And oh, that music,
I hate those lyrics.
It stayed inside me so long.
And I swear to you I never wrote that song.
But pardon me,
I'm not lookin' for sympathy,
Not sympathy.
I'm just thinking out loud.
the melody,
it goes nowhere pointlessly.
Silence please.
I been livin' in my own shell so long...
the only place I ever feel at home.
And oh, that music,
I hate those lyrics.
It stayed inside me so long.
And I swear to you I never.


I Never Wrote Those Songs

My tape recorder
It must be lyin'
'Cause this I just can't believe
I hear a voice that's cryin'
That's not me

The wheel goes round
I hear a sound
It's comin' out all wrong
And I swear to you I never wrote that song

I been livin' in my own shell so long
The only place I ever feel at home

And oh, that music
I hate those lyrics
It stayed inside me so long
And I swear to you I never wrote that song

But pardon me
I'm not lookin' for sympathy
Not sympathy
I'm just thinking out loud
The melody
It goes nowhere pointlessly
Silence please

I been livin' in my own shell so long
The only place I ever feel at home

And oh, that music
I hate those lyrics
It stayed inside me so long
And I swear to you I never


My God

If I should find myself in blackest night,
and fear is stabbin' me all over,
a tiny prayer cracks the dark with light,
and I here sounds behind my wall.
Inside, a still, small voice, it calls and calls.
Then like a thunder bolt,
it falls and falls...
My God!
When life becomes more real than children's games,
or we've become too old to play them,
We'll grow old gracefully,
we'll hide our shame.
but there's that voice behind the wall.
And like my conscience,
it is still and small.
Each word is mercy,
protects us all...
My God!
"And like my conscience, it is still and small.
Each word is mercy, protects us all..."
I was a boy,
when tempted,
fell sometimes,
and fell so low,
no one could see me,
save for the eyes of Him that sees my crime.
When sheep,
like me, have drifted lost,
all frightened children who are tempest tossed,
down flies His wrath like an albatross...
My God!

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