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Steve Hackett: Blues with a Feeling

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Label: Camino Records
Released: 1995
Time:
 46:29
52Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): Steve Hackett
Rating: *******... (7/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.hackettsongs.com
Appears with: Genesis, GTR, Peter Gabriel, Tony Banks, Mike Rutherford, Phil Collins, Chris Squire, Steve Howe
Purchase date: 2001.01.06
Price in €: 14,99





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[1] Born in Chicago (Gravenites) - 3:57
[2] Stumble (King/Thompson) - 2:55
[3] Love of Another Kind (Hackett) - 3:59
[4] Way Down South (Hackett) - 4:28
[5] Blue Part of Town (Colbeck/Hackett) - 3:03
[6] Footloose (Hackett) - 2:30
[7] Tombstone Ruler (Hackett) - 5:17
[8] Blues With a Feeling (Little Walter) - 4:22
[9] Big Dallas Sky (Colbeck/Degenhardt/Hackett/Sinclair) - 4:47
[10] The 13th Floor (Hackett) - 3:29
[11] So Many Roads (Paul) - 3:15
[12] Solid Ground (Colbeck/Degenhardt/Hackett/Sinclair) - 4:27  

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The Band:
Steve Hackett - Guitar, Harmonica, Vocals
Julian Colbeck - Keyboards
Doug Sinclair - Bass Guitar
Hugo Degenhardt - Drums

Plus:
Dave "Taif" Ball - Bass Guitar on "Way Down South" & "Love of Another Kind"
Jerry Peal - Organ on "Love of Another Kind" , Recording, Mixing
The Kew - Horns on "Footloose", "Tombstone Roller" & "Blues With A Feeling"
Matt Dunkley - Trumpet
John Lee - Trumpet
Pete Long - Tenor Saxophone
John Chapman - Baritone Saxophone

Gerry O'Riordan - Recording
Chris Deam - Recording, Mixing
Paul Clark - Photography
 

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A return to the blues music that inspired Hackett as a youth. It's little known that his first five years in the business were spent as a jobbing harmonica player and the 'poor man's trumpet' is expertly wielded here alongside the soaring virtuoso guitar for which he is best known. The album invokes the spirit of Paul Butterfield and John Mayall in classics such as 'Born In Chicago', 'The Stumble' and the title track 'Blues With A Feeling' while the 'Blues according to Hackett' unfold in his own uncompromising contributions.

Why the blues? Why a cry in the night? Can the whites ? Whatever did happen to Eel Pie Island ? BB says "Anyone who ever lost a woman" can play the (definite article) blues! But what if you're too young or old to find a friend ? I digress, but they say the devil has all the best tunes I sometimes think that god likes to drop in for a blow now and then as well, it's true there is a sense of invocation about this stuff, if you can feel earthbound and float at the same time you've probably listening to the (once more definite article) blues regularly by now - the trouble is it's very hard to quit - you'll probably move on to the hard stuff (jazz) of course, but don't say I didn't warn you! Once you get hooked on blues you'll be making up your own solos, humming to yourself at work, drifting off in the middle of board meetings. Instead of proposing something sensible you'll probably open your mouth and accidentally let slip (in a loud voice) something like: "I dun tol ya the blues bit me somewhere nasty way down in ground" or, conversely, "My mojo is in an operable condition but its efficacy has yet to be demonstrated upon you". Now where did I hear that ?

SteveHackett.com, Copyright © 1994



A blues album by prog-rocker and classically trained guitarist Steve Hackett? It may seem a bit of a surprise, but as Hackett himself explains, his first musical affinity was for the blues, and his first instrument of choice was the harmonica, not the guitar. So he returns to his roots on this release, unknown as they are to most of his audience. Most of the songs are original compositions, and the tunes are well written. Hackett plays a mean harmonica throughout, and shines in particular on a couple of instrumental numbers, "A Blue Part of Town" and "Footloose" (mercifully not the Kenny Loggins song). Hackett sings lead vocals on the other songs, and unfortunately his voice just doesn't lend much conviction to blues material, even though it's treated to sound much deeper and grittier. Anyone who's heard Taj Mahal's version of the title track, a blues standard, will only smile at Hackett's weaker attempt. Perhaps he should have called the album "Blues with No Feeling." Definitely for completists only.

Steve McMullen - All Music Guide
 

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BIG DALLAS SKY

In all those deserted farms I searched for you
In the driving rain most nights feeling like a ghost
Moving unseen and through every street of dreams
Then I saw you one day laughing under that big Dallas sky

After you went away I thought I’d never see your face again
Ships that pass in the night
Thought I’d make my way up north, go get a steady job
Work with my hands if the occasion called

But the West Texas wind
Kept calling me back
Through China-town and up the East River
To that big Dallas sky

I knew I’d find you in a bar some place
Pretending you never knew the stranger at the door
But the other customers were wise to that game
I knew you’d come running sooner or later

But not because of my sweet longing arms
And not because of the way I held you that night

But because of that big Dallas sky


BLUES WITH A FEELING

Blues with a feeling, that’s what I have today
Blues with a feeling, that’s what I have today
I’m gonna find my woman if it takes all night and day

What a lonesome feeling when you’re by yourself
What a lonesome feeling when you’re by yourself
When the one that you’re loving has run off with someone else

You know I love you baby
Tell you the reason why
Gone and left me, baby
Left me here to cry

Blues with a feeling, that’s what I have today
I will find my woman if it takes all night and day

What a lonesome feeling ... repeat as before

You know I love you baby
... repeat as before

Blues with a feeling, that’s what I have today
I will find my woman if it takes all night and day


BORN IN CHICAGO

Well, I was born in Chicago back in 19 and 41
I was born in Chicago back in 19 and 41
Well, my father told me
Son, you had better get a gun!

Well, my first friend went down when I was 17 years old
Well, my first friend went down when I was 17 years old
Well, there’s one thing you can say ‘bout that, boy
He got gold

My second friend went down when I was 21 years old
Well, my second friend went down when I was 21 years old
There’s one thing you can say ‘bout that, boy
He got bread

Well, the blues’s all right when there’s someone left to play the game
Well, the blues’s all right when there’s someone left to play the game
All my friends are going
And things just don’t seem the same

No, things just don’t seem the same, babe


LOVE OF ANOTHER KIND

The joint was jumping all the time
Something running through my mind
There was a pretty face on the floor
I stood there wondering if I could score

She said:

Too many people knocking on my door
When I answer they still want more
You look different from the other guys
A love of another kind

I walked her home, we talked all night
I never noticed the morning light
Maybe I changed, I can’t quite say
I had to see her for another day

She said: repeat as before

Now I see that girl all the time
Just to know she is mine
Can’t you see that I’m a changed man
I see that girl whenever I can

She said: repeat as before


SO MANY ROADS

So many roads
So many trains to ride
So many roads
So many trains to ride
I’m gonna find my baby
Before I’ll be satisfied

I was standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow
Standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow
Well it sung like a straight line
But it was below

It was a mean old fireman
And a cruel old engineer
It was a mean old fireman
And a cruel old engineer
That took my baby
And left me standing here


SOLID GROUND

I see damage in your eyes
Are you taking me for a ride
Runs so deep, cuts so wide
An open wound deep inside

Put my feet on solid ground
Put my feet on solid ground

Feels like an earthquake comin’
When you give me all your lovin’
Fall of the city when it comes
Hits me like a million tons

Put my feet on solid ground

You ask me to come back and then
Don’t hold back and don’t pretend
Gimme, gimme, gimme pain
Do it once and do it again

Put my feet on solid ground


TOMBSTONE ROLLER

Eagle lands on my tombstone
Six feet under, I’m dead and gone
Said, someone dancing on your grave
Shake off the dust and live again

A hundred ways that a man can die
He come back if he really try
Said, sunlight on the water’s edge
Shake off the dust and live again

A new-born babe with an old man’s face
Sleep all night and he cry all day
Blue-eyed boy how still he lay
Shake off the dust and live again


WAY DOWN SOUTH

Dreaming of the rose
I left behind
Staring at these four walls
It’s time to hitch a ride

You’ll find me way down south
You’ll find me way down south
You’ll find me

The city’s like a ghost town
They can all go to hell
One thought that’s with me
To see that Southern belle

You’ll find me way ... repeat as before

Blue in the morning
My empty bed
That’s why I’m going
Where angels fear to tread

You’ll find me way ... repeat as before


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