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John Hammond, Jr.: Got Love If You Want It

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Label: Pointblank Records
Released: 1992
Time:
 42:05
Category: Blues
Producer(s): John Hammond, J.J. Cale, Mike Kappus
Rating:
Media type: CD
Web address: www.johnhammond.com
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Purchase date: 2012
Price in €: 1,00





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[1] I've Got Love If You Want It (Slim Harpo) - 3:44
[2] Driftin' Blues (Johnny Moore's Three Blazers / Charles Brown / Eddie Williams) - 5:09
[3] Dreamy Eyed Girl (Hambone Willie Newburn) - 3:53
[4] Mattie Mae (Robert Henry Warren) - 3:07
[5] You Don't Love Me (Willie Cobbs) - 4:03
[6] Nadine (Chuck Berry) - 3:40
[7] No One Can Forgive Me But My Baby (Tom Waits) - 4:03
[8] You're So Fine (Little Walter) - 4:29
[9] No Place to Go (Chester Burnett) - 4:35
[10] Preachin' Blues (Son House) - 5:44

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John Hammond, Jr. - Guitar, Harmonica, Vocals

J.J. Cale - Guitar, Producer
John Lee Hooker - Guitar, Vocals

Charlie Baty - Guitar
James Cruce - Drums
Tim Drummond - Bass
Rick Estrin - Harmonica
Spooner Oldham - Keyboards
Brad Lee Sexton - Bass
Dobie Strange - Drums
Larry Taylor - Bass

Mike Kappus - Executive Producer
Samuel Lehmer - Engineer, Mixing
John Acoca - Mastering
Chris Haynes - Assistant Engineer
Michael D. Ahearn - Assistant Engineer
Peter Cunningham - Cover Photo, Photography
David Gahr - Photography

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1992 CD Pointblank - VPBLP 7



In many ways, Got Love If You Want It is standard-issue John Hammond, Jr. The album is filled with covers by great bluesmen like Son House and Slim Harpo, as well as rock & rollers like Chuck Berry. The difference is ability - Hammond is a professional and is able to pull off convincing performances of these warhorses. Backed by Little Charlie and the Nightcats - who have rarely sounded better, incidentally - Hammond tears through these songs with passion, which makes even the oldest songs sound rather fresh.

Thom Owens - All Music Guide



This is one of the best efforts of John Hammond's career. It features the old blues numbers that have been a staple of Hammond's work, but with a slippery, playful funkiness that was never there before. Hammond has always had a strong voice, and the music flows out of him more naturally and appealingly than ever before. In fact, he sounds so at ease that he falls right in with Charles Brown on the two numbers where Mr. "Drifting Blues" himself plays piano. Little Charlie & the Nightcats back up Hammond on seven of the album's dozen tracks. They introduce an easy-going swing to numbers by Little Walter, Johnny "Guitar" Watson and Howlin' Wolf that allows Hammond to give these old songs a new spin and make them his own.

Geoffrey Himes - Amazon.com



In the 1990s, Hammond's voice, guitar, and harp are those rarest of all instruments: the mediums of African-American expression managed absolutely by a white blues performer. Using producer J. J. Cale's band, Lil' Charlie and the Night- cats, and John Lee Hooker to prime advantage, he sends a steady charge of subtle fervency through backwoods or citified tunes from the likes of Charles Brown, Tom Waits, Chuck Berry, and Son House (whose "Preachin' the Blues" finds interpreter Hammond almost speaking in tongues).

© Frank John Hadley 1993
Grove Press Guide to Blues on CD



Who's that man? Nicht mit Madonna, aber mit Tina Turner gab's schon einen Saitensprung - in 30 Jahren Treue zu seiner akustischen Gitarre: John Hammond, von Kollegen bewundert, von Konsumenten überhört. Zwei populärere Johns könnten da Abhilfe schaffen: J.J. Cale produzierte und griff mit John Lee Hooker kräftig in die Saiten. Heraus kam eine Scheibe, die sich relaxed um das Easy Living auf der Sonnenseite des Mississippi dreht. Keine Spur von Blues in Moll; auch der Schlußakkord endet mit der Maxime: Preachin'Blues.

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I GOT LOVE IF YOU WANT IT

Got love if you want it, babe
Got love if you want it, babe
Got love if you want it
Got love if you want it

Got love if you want it
We can rock awhile
We can rock awhile

Quit teasin' me, babe
Quit teasin' me, babe
With your fine brown frame
With your fine brown frame

If you let me love you, babe
I'll be your lovin' man
I'll be your lovin' man

Now, here you come, babe
Now, here you come, babe
With your hair combed down
With your hair combed down

I know you been ballin'
Talk's all over town
Talk's all over town

Now, the next door neighbor
Now, the next door neighbor
Peepin' through the blind
Peepin' through the blind

Don't worry, nobody
That's all this time
That's all this time

I love you, little woman
I love you, little woman
But then I do myself
But then I do myself

But you mistreat me, baby
For someone else

For someone else
For someone else
For someone else


DRIFTIN' BLUES

Well I'm drifting and drifting,
Like a ship out on the sea.
Well I'm drifting and drifting,
Like a ship out on the sea.
Well I ain't got nobody
In this world to care for me.

If my baby would only take me back again
If my baby would only take me back again.
Well you know I ain't good for nothin' baby

Well I haven't got no friends.

I give you all of my money,
Tell me what more can I do.
I give you all my money,
Tell me what more can I do.
Well you just a good little girl
But you just won't be true.

Bye-bye baby, baby bye-bye bye-bye,
It's gonna be too late baby
I'll be so far away.


DREAMY EYED GIRL

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MATTIE MAE

Hello stranger,
sure do remaind me of Mattie Mae.
Hello stranger,
sure do remaind me of Mattie Mae.
And if you should ever need a favor,
call on Baby Boy right away.

   Now, Mattie Mae#s only five-foot-two,
   and her hips is kund of wide;
   she ain't no great big woman but, you know, she on the heavy side.
Hello stranger,
sure do remaind me of Mattie Mae;
and if you should ever need a favor,
call on Baby Boy right away.

   Now, you just Mattie Mae#s complexion,
   and you're just her height and size.
   You walk bowlegged just like her; you know you got those dreamy eyes.
Hello stranger,
sure do remaind me of Mattie Mae;
and if you should ever need a favor,
call on Baby Boy right away.
(All right Calvin)

   Mattie Mae ain't so good looking,
   and her teeth don't shine like pearls;
   but the Lord has give her something, you konw, that takes her through this world.
Hello stranger,
sure do remaind me of Mattie Mae;
and if you should ever need a favor,
call on Baby Boy right away.

   If Mattie Mae tell you that she love you,
   you can bet she'll treat you right;
   she will gelp you when you're down and she don't like to clown and fight.
Hello stranger,
sure do remaind me of Mattie Mae;
and if you should ever need a favor,
call on the old boy right away.


YOU DON'T LOVE ME

You don't love me pretty baby
You don't love me yes I know
You don't love me pretty baby
You don't love me yes I know

Well if you leave me pretty baby
Don't you know you're gonna hurt me so
Well I'm gonna tell me mother
I'm gonna talk to my father too
Lord I'm gonna tell my sweet mother
I'm gonna talk to my father too
Well I'm gonna tell everybody
What those young girls will do for you

Lord I'm gonna tell my mother
I'm gonna talk to my father too
Yes I'm gonna tell 'em, my mother
I'm gonna have a word with my father too
Well I'm gonna tell everybody
What those young girls will do for you
Well if I hide pretty baby
If I don't see you know more
Lord if I lie pretty baby
If I never see you no more
Well if you think I'll be your fool, Lord
You better be on your merry way


NADINE

As I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat
I thought I saw my future bride walking up the street
I shouted to the driver, "Hey conductor, you must slow down
I think I see her, please let me off the bus"

Nadine, honey is that you?
Oh, Nadine, honey is that you?
Seems like every time I see you
Darling, you got something else to do

I saw her from the corner when she turned and doubled back
And started walkin' toward a coffee colored Cadillac
I was pushin' through the crowd tryna get to where she's at
And I was campaign shouting like a southern diplomat

Nadine, honey is that you?
Oh, Nadine, honey where are you?
Seems like every time I catch you
But you're up to something new

Downtown searching for her, looking all around
Saw her getting in a yellow cab heading uptown
I caught a loaded taxi, paid up everybody's tab
Flip the twenty dollar bill and told him catch that yellow cab

Nadine, honey is that you?
Oh, Nadine, honey is that you?
Seems like every time I catch you
But you're up to something new

She moved around like a wayward summer breeze
Go, driver, go, go on, catch her for me please
Moving through the traffic like a mounted cavalier
Leaning out the taxi window trying to make her hear

Nadine, honey is that you?
Oh, Nadine, honey is that you?
Seems like every time I see you
Darling, you're up to something new


NO ONE CAN FORGIVE ME BUT MY BABY

Crack a mean whip, carry a big gun
Cast a long shadow till the day is done
Do ninety miles an hour down the Devil's trail
Done hard time in a hundred jails
No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby

Now Jesus don't know, Mary don't know
Preacher don't know, Momma don't know
Daddy don't know, my brother don't know
St. John don't know, St. Peter don't know
No one can forgive me but my baby

I took a hundred dollars from a blind man's hand
I slept with the whores on the burnin' sand
Got twenty-seven children I've never seen
Got blood on my hands that will never come clean
I got long arms, tell big lies
Stole the pennies from my dear mother's eyes
I'm tall in the saddle, about six foot nine
I beat up revenuers all the time
No one can forgive me but my baby
Oh, no one can forgive me but my baby

I got a mean temper, I'm a big liar
Broke all the laws, set the house on fire
When I stand before Jesus and he asks me to kneel
I'll tell him maybe we can make a deal
No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby

I don't pay no bills, I don't say no prayers
Give back nothin', and I take all dares
Stole a car and I got me a gun
If there ain't no road I'm gonna make me one
Broke my baby's heart, and I whip my dog
I don't say nothin' when I meet my God
No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby

No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby
Forgive me, baby


YOU'RE SO FINE

I want you so bad,
The thought is driving me mad
Like a cat on the prowl,
You come when you want
And not when I call

So sly, so pretty,
I wanna steal all the keys to your city
Tight skirt, skinny leg,
You make a bad dog sit up and beg

You're everything I want,
Everything I need
Come in out of the cold, pretty woman,
Spend the night with me

Oh, you're so fine
Oh, I wanna make your mine all mine,
'Til the end of time,
Baby, you're so fine

You're so hot with body heat,
You cause a fire walking down the street
You got class, you got style,
The girls don't like it,
But, the boys go wild

You're everything I want,
Everything I need
Come in out of the cold, pretty woman,
Spend the night with me

Oh, you're so fine
Oh, I wanna make your mine

Dance little sister,
Spinning on a dime,
Shake a shimmy little twister

I'm gonna make you,
I'm gonna make you mine,
Mine all mine,
You're so fine

I want you so bad,
Just the thought is driving me mad,
I wanna know what you'll do,
Baby, baby, I can't wait
To get my hands on you

You're everything I want,
Everything I need
Come in out of the cold, pretty woman,
Spend the night with me

Oh, you're so fine
Oh, I wanna make your mine
Oh, you're so fine
Oh, I wanna make your mine all mine
You're so fine, you're so fine
You're so fine, you're so fine
You're so fine...


NO PLACE TO GO

How many more years, are you gonna wreck my life
How many more years, are you gonna wreck my life
Well the way you done, you gonna wreck my life.

How many times, you gonna treat me like you do
How many more times, you gonna treat me like you do
You took all of my money, and all of my love too.

Now I'm old and gray, got no place to go
Now I'm old and gray, got no place to go
You got yourself a young stud, and you can't stand me no more.

I'm going to the stairs, I'm gonna beg ya for my clothes
I'm going to the stairs, I'm gonna beg ya for my clothes
For where I go nobody knows.


PREACHIN' BLUES

Mmmmm mmmmm I's up this mornin'
ah, blues walkin' like a man
I's up this mornin'
ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues
give me your right hand

And the blues fell mama's child
tore me all upside down
Blues fell mam's child
and it tore me all upside down
travel on, poor Bob
just cain't turn you 'round
The blu-u-u-u-ues
is a low-down shakin' chill
spoken: Yes, preach 'em now.

Mmmmm mmmmm
is a low-down shakin' chill
You ain't never had 'em, I
I hope you never will
Well, the blues
is a schin' old heart disease
spoken: Do it. now.
You gon' do it?
Tell me about it.

Let the blues
is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption
killing me by degrees
I can study rain
oh, ohm drive, oh, oh, drive my blues
I been studyin' the rain and
I'm 'on drive my blues away
Goin' to the 'stil'ry
stay out there all day

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