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    70-01-01 NEW YORK CITY, FILLMORE EAST, 1st show

    19:30, Thursday 1 January 1970
    1st show, The Fillmore East, New York City, N.Y.
    'Jimi Hendrix: A Band of Gypsys’Jimi Hendrix, Buddy Miles, Billy Cox
    Live recording session for Ed Chalpin’s Band of Gypsies, live, ‘jammed’ (ie improvised) LP, which Jimi had
    hinted at on November 1968 and had been talking about since 15 March 1969
    [This group was only formed to perform the two nights, in order to fulfil a “criminal”out of court
    settlement 24 June 1968 (USA only) because (US) Reprise capitulated to supply Ed Chalpin and his
    partner in crime Capitol with a completely undeserved LP and a percentage of all Jimi’s previous and
    future US recordings up to 1972! This was hugely more than Hendix would have earned. In the UK where
    Jimi’s, Mike’s and Polydor’s rights were, due to Jimi & Mike’s unforseen deaths, later (1973) contested
    vigourously in court, Chalpin & (UK) Decca ( who threatened to abandon him financially unless he settled
    for what little was initially offered) were lucky to be able, for the moment, (only) to continue selling the
    crap Curtis Knight (studio only) recordings they had already released (further concerted action would no
    doubt have prevented even this. But this was when Douglas started his horrific, greed campaign, breaking
    what little, if any, co-operation Polydor & Reprise had on this matter.
    Buddy and Billy were full time employees, with benefits, for the period it took to record the LP. Jimi paid
    Billy off with a weeks leu of notice and $1,000 bonus for his efforts and obviously Buddy too (though
    documentation to him has not turned up, yet) shortly after the 15 January. They recorded what would
    appear to be a quite stoned, rambling, farewell jam session on the 23 January.
    Jimi, Billy and Buddy had agreed at some point, (or volunteered/insisted who can say? to the BOG being
    booked by manager Mike Jeffery for a one off Vietnam Moratorium benefit at Madison Sq. Gardens (for
    which Mike had reportedly spent a lot of time & money organising the recording and filming thereof) which
    ended up an embarrassment for Mike etc., as Jimi was in an ugly mood on stage and only played two songs
    (he was ‘reportedly’ ‘out of it’ on some substance/s - acid is the most commonly quoted - others say he
    wasn’t drugged).
    The four Fillmore shows though were special events. In the six months since the last JHE gig on 29th June.
    Jimi had only played one major gig in the USA, ‘Woodstock’, He hadn’t played a major gig in NYC since 18
    May – amost seven months, and this was an ‘all “black” show’ at this heavily ‘politicised’ time in ‘alternative’
    culture/society, almost everyone who was in “the scene”/ “hip”/ taking drugs, blah, blah at this time was at
    least beginning to get ‘funky’ - ‘down’ to the ‘soul’/’latino’ roots’ of popular music [This was the impetus for
    the ‘new sound’ that continued at a steadily increasing pace, with ‘white’- non-‘latino’ popular artists/culture
    eventually having to come to terms with their radically diminished position in popular culture, ‘world music’,
    especially reggae (Bob Marley etc.) became very popular and Rap/Hip-Hop/R&B (via Detroit techno + “NY
    ‘gay’ disco appreciation of it + “E” + UK + Berlin) and the electro dance cult that sprang out of that,
    became the major force in world popular music for many years].

    Every seat had a tambourine on it for the occupant, and the start of the show featured a film of the
    Youths/children of the Voices Of East Harlem running down the street outside the theatre, entering through the
    doors and running down the main aisle at which point the film became reality – cool or what?
    Interestingly, the ‘Voices’ also featured the song ‘Up Above My Head’ a signature song of “Sister” Rosetta
    Tharpe, the gospel singer and wild electric guitarist (who played a 1st model (white) Gibson SG Special -
    sometimes favoured by Jimi (also in white). A possible influence on Jimi’s gospel sounding harmonies on
    some of his later work.

    1. Who Knows (9), 2. Machine Gun (12), 3. Them Changes (5), 4. Power Of Soul (43), 5. Stepping Stone (15),
    2. 6. Foxy Lady (75), 7. Stop (3), 8. Earth Blues (14), 9. Burning Desire (5)

    MC: Keeva Kristal

    [Aud = Audience]
    The last 10 minutes of Dr. Strangelove are projected onto the screen by Joshua Light Show while the stage is
    set up...

    KK: On bass guitar and vocals Mr. Billy Cox. On drums and vocals Mister Buddy Miles. Onlead guitar and vocals
    Mister Jimi Hendrix…The Fillmore’ is proud to welcome back some old friends with a brand new name ‘A Band
    Of Gypsies’…


    1. WHO KNOWS [Jimi & (Buddy) vox]

    They don’t know (oh-They don’t kno-ow)
    Like I know (Like I kno-ow)
    Do you kno-ow (They don’t kno-o-ow)
    I don’t know (I don’t kno-ow)
    What my baby (About my ba-a-by)
    Puttin’ down (Puttin’ down)
    What my baby (Well, my baby)
    Puttin’ down there (We were in town now)
    I just came back from (I don’t kno-o-ow)
    Mexicali (I got it down there)
    Just came back in town (They don’t kno-ow)
    Lookin’ for my Sally (A huntin’ for my baby)
    Oh, have you seen her (Oh, I’ve been free yeah)
    Oh, have you seen her (Hoo-hoow)
    Talkin’ about my baby (Goin’ down)
    Talkin’ about my baby

    [instrumental break]

    Just came in, just came in, babe
    Just came in, just came in
    Spreadin’ magic honey all in my bed*
    She got chains attached to my head
    Talkin’ abou-out, talkin’ abou-out
    Talkin’ about my baby
    I don’t know about her

    [instrumental break]

    (They don’t kno-ow what I kno-ow)
    (uh-They don’t kno-ow uh-like I kno-ow)
    (uh-All the ti-ime I’ve been hangin’ arou-ound)
    (oh-All the ti-ime I-I-I-I-I’ve been hangin’ arou-ound)
    (She didn’t know, oh she didn’t ca-are)
    (She didn’t kno-o-oo-oow, she didn’t care, oh yea-ea-eah)
    (And she go walkin’ down the street singi-in’)
    (Everybody, da, da-da-doo-doo-diddle, diddle-a...[etc])
    (They don’t kno-ow, nobody kno-o-ows)
    (They don’t know, just don’t know)
    (Da-da-da-da-da-da-du-du...[etc.])

    *This and the following line came from an earlier, unfinished song ‘Honey Bed’

    Aud: [Applause]
    Jimi: Happy New Year first of all and-ah hope you have about a million or two million more of ‘em, if we can
    get over this summer nyeh-heh-heh. We’d like to dedicate this one to-uh such a draggy scene that’s goin’ on,
    all the soldiers1 that are fighting in Chicago and Milwaukee and New York, oh yes, and all the soldiers fighting
    in Vietnam. Like to do a thing called ‘Machine Gun’…

    1Black Panthers(although the Milwaukee chapter was shut down in November 69, the news may not have
    reached Jimi - did he care)/Anti-war movement


    2. MACHINE GUN*[Backing vocal – Buddy]

    Machine gu-u-u-un, teari-in’ my body all a-apa-art
    Machine gun yea-eah, teari-i,i-in’ my-y body all apart
    Evil man make me kill ya
    Evil man make you kill me
    Evil man make me kill you
    Even though we’re only famili-ies apa-art
    Well, I pick up my axe1 and fight like a farmer, you know what I mean
    Weh-hey and your bullets keep knockin’ me dow-own
    Hey, I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer now
    Yeah, but you still blast me down on to the grou-ound
    The same way you shoot me down, baby
    You’ll be goin’ just the same, three times the pai-ain
    And your own self to blame
    Wah-ey, machine gu-u-u-u-un

    [instrumental break]

    (Woo-oo-ooh)
    I ain’t afraid of your bullets no more, babe
    I ain’t afrai-aid no more
    (Woo-oo-ooh)
    After a whi-i-ile your, your cheap talk don’t even cause me pain
    So let your bullets fly like rain
    (Woo-oo-ooh)
    ‘Cause I know all the time you’re wrong, baby
    And you’ll be goin’ just the same
    (Woo-oo-ooh)
    Yeah, machine gu-u-un, tearin’ my family apart
    Yeah, yeah, all right, tearin’ my family apart
    (Woo-oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh)

    (Don’t you shoo-oot him dow-own, he’s about to leave here)
    (Don’t you shoo-oot him dow-own, he’s got to sta-ay here)
    (He ain’t goin’ no-owhere he’s been shot dow-own to the ground)
    (Oh, where he can’t survi-ive no-o, no-o)

    (Tss tss tss tss tss tss tss tss tss tss tss tss tss tss tss tss)

    *According to Jimi this addresses at least two subjects, one is war and the other is personal struggle “People
    fighting wars within’ themselves.” About the following MSG debacle, "And here I'd been fighting the biggest war
    I ever fought. In my life. Inside, you know? And like that wasn't the place to do it."
    Interestingly there were a lot of quite “spacy” “Surf” instrumentals in the late 50’s/early 60’s Dick Dale was
    pretty “out there” and then there was “LSD-25” by ‘The Gamblers’ (w / Elliot Ingber gtr) released in 1960 as
    the “B” side of their ‘Moon Dawg’ single on a wacky west coast “jazz” label, ‘World Pacific Records’. Supposedly
    the title was picked at random from a newspaper article (Yeah, right). Not to mention the tune ‘Machine
    Gun’ by the Riptides in 1959. Hear Jimmy & Buddy chortling over Buddy’s quote of Jimi’s, “and you’ll never
    hear surf music again” at the rehearsals for these four shows. Rick Griffin the famous poster artist who made the
    “God’s Eyeball” poster for Jimi’s shows at the Fillmore in ’67 and the “Dancing Scarab Beetle’one for
    the ‘68 Winterland shows was a “Surf” artist.
    1“axe” is (also?) ‘hip’ for ‘instrument’, from [s]axephone. Hence getting your ‘chops’ down. Woody Guthrie’s
    guitar was emblazoned with the words, "This machine kills fascists". Donovan copied this onto his guitar, but left
    out ‘Fascists’)

    Aud: [Applause]
    Jimi :Yeah, that’s what we don’t want to hear any more, right?
    Buddy: No bullets
    Jimi : …at least here ha-ha
    Buddy: No guns, no bombs
    Jimi : …ha-ha-ha, Bud’
    Buddy: …no nothin’, just let’s all live and live, you know, instead of killin’
    Jimi : We do a thing called ‘Them Changes’ too. Buddy Miles, wrote this one and I’ve
    had, like to have him sing this one, it’s ‘Them Changes’, mmm[tuning]
    Buddy: Let’s do it
    Jimi : Okay
    Buddy: One, two. One, two …


    3. THEM CHANGES [music: ‘Sing Lady Sing’ by The New York Rock & Roll Ensemble, new
    lyric & title by Buddy Miles, sung by Buddy]

    Well, my mind is goin’ through them changes
    I feel just like commitin’ a cri-i-ime
    Every time you see me goin’ somewhere
    I think I’m goin’ out of my mind, yeah

    Oh, my baby she left me the other day-ay
    And we were havin’ so much fun, yeah, yeah
    Oh, my baby she stepped out on me-e
    And that’s the reason why she had me runin’

    All right, yeah-ee, yeah
    It’s all right, what’d I say
    It’s all right oh-oo-oo-ooh

    Well, my mind is goin’ through them changes
    I feel I’m goin’ out of my mind
    Every time you see me goin’ somewhere
    I think I’m gonna commit a crime now

    She had me runnin’, she had me cryin’
    She had me runnin’, had me, had me, had me cryin’
    She had me runnin’, she had me cryin’
    She had me runnin’, haaa-o-ad!

    All right, yeah-ee-yeah, a-all ri-i-i-ight

    [instrumental break]

    (Yeah)

    I said my mi-ind is goin’ through them cha-ange-es
    You just go on for days and think
    Days and nothi-in’ goes your way
    Now I know everybody out there
    Done went through a whole lot o’ changes this year
    ‘Cause I ha-ave, he ha-as and he ha-as, and that is why-y
    That is why-y now that we-e wanna show you our change-es
    ‘Cause we got a lo-o-o-ot and we wanna bring it o-on dow-own
    And we got a message to say-ay, gonna bring it down to reality
    And tell everybody ‘bout what were tryin’ to do-o
    It ain’t nothin’ should’ve have done befo-ore
    It ain’t nothi-in’ fee-ee-ee-hee-heel, Lo-ord
    And we-ee-a-hee-a-hee-ee, fee-eel li-ife yea-eah

    That everybody wants to do
    Just exactly what we wanna do
    Everybody wants to live free-ee
    Everybody wants to go out their trees
    You don’t want nobody tellin’ you what to do-o
    You don’t want nobody tellin’ you what to sa-ay
    You wanna be treated equal
    You wanna love ou-out
    You wanna do-o anything you wanna sa-ay
    Waa-aa-aa-aa-aah, Lord, Lo-ord, Lo-ord, Lo-ord
    Oh, it ain’t, it ain’t, it ain’t, it ai-ai-ai-ain’t fai-air I know
    Stone cold on your wa-ay
    Yea-eah, yea-ah, it’s nice upon your wa-ay
    It’ll be all ri-ight, it’ll be all ri-ight, it’ll be all ri-ight, o-o-oh it’ll be all ri-ight
    Yea-ah, lo-ove, lo-ove all your lovin’
    It’s ha-a-a-ard but keep lovin’ in your hea-eart
    It’s all ri-ight, it’s all ri-ight, it’s all ri-ight
    Then your gonna be all right some day y’all, it’s all ri-ight
    Let’s hope for the next ten years everything gon’ be-ee-hee, all ri-ight
    So we-e ca-an appreciate, ‘ppreciate li-ife just goin’ on
    No nother wa-ay from toda-ay
    And livin’ li-ike and livin’ li-ike, go now
    Livin’ in the cold’s, livin’ in the cold, stone blue cold, don’t be cold, waa-aa-aa-aah…
    It’s all right

    Aa-aa-aah

    Billy Cox: “Buddy was staying at the Roosevelt Hotel in New York when he called me to stop by. He had "a
    little something" he was working on and he wanted me to hear it. We would of course would perform it at the
    Fillmore.”

    Aud: [Applause]
    Jimi: Buddy Miles, ‘The Bumble Bee’ heh-heh, yeah… Right, yeah, like to get together and do a little-uh thing
    called-uh, oh we can call it ‘Crash Landing’ or ‘Paper Airplanes’ anything like that, well-uh it’s probably about
    downs or something like. . .Oh yeah, right now I’d like to say-uh congratulations to the-uh, what do you call
    that, Southern California Trojans, I’m so glad they beat the hell out of Michigan°, I’m very glad. . .Three, four. . .

    °(American Football)underdogs USC Trojans beat the Michigan Wolverines 10-3 at the Rosebowl that day - -
    Jimi always rooted for the underdog.


    4. POWER OF SOUL* [Backing vocal - Buddy]

    Yeah

    [extended instrumental intro]

    Struck down some of those airplane1 rides you’ve been takin’
    Especially the ones that’ll fly you too low
    Look out for some of those lines you’ve been takin’, baby
    Especially the ones that’ll fly you too low

    Come on back up to Earth my friend
    Come on back up with me
    We’ve all been up through the night time
    Let me see, makin’ friends for eternity

    (With the power of sou-oul anything is possible)
    (With the power of sou-oul anything is possible)

    Ridin’ too much on one kite
    Sometimes the wind it just ain’t ri-i-ight
    Playin’ too much with one toy
    Tends to be impulse leading straight to the grip of night
    Yeah, well-uh, floatation is so-o easy and groovy-y
    Even a jellyfish will tell you tha-a-ha-at
    Floatation is groovy, baby
    I said a jelly fish will tell you tha-a-at
    But he’s been floatin’ so long and so slack now
    He don’t have a back in his jelly bag
    Not a bone in his back anyway

    [instrumental break]

    Sing up
    With the power of sou-oul anything is possible
    With the power of soul anything is possible

    *Music based on Ray Charles’ ‘Mary Anne’ - according to Billy. Jimi’s big song about breaking free from
    hard drugs (mainly heroin) earlier titles were ‘Crash Landing’2 & ‘Paper Airplanes’He also noted in
    “songs to try in studio” at # 9. Power of God --- Love to Devon [Wilson]. Charles himself was a
    notorious smackhead for years.
    1‘Paper airplanes’ - reference to paper ‘wraps’ for powders (I think in this case heroin), airplane - flying high.
    2See Jimi’s written piece ‘Just A Little Too Stoned’.

    Aud: [Applause]
    Jimi:Yeah we’ll do another thing called ‘Tryin’ To Be’…


    5. STEPPING STONE

    I’m a man at least I’m tryin’ to be
    I’m lookin’ for my hea-art to be
    I’m a man lookin’ for that girl to be

    But I ain’t gonna search for nothin’ desperately
    Yes but I’m tryin’, tryin’, tryin’ to keep my cool
    Tryin’, tryin’ to not to be a fool
    I’m tryin’, tryin’ to do what’s right

    Until a find that sweet love of mine
    I’m just rollin’, tumblin’, cryin’ sometimes party hard
    Instead a, a rollin’ stone

    [instrumental break]

    Now you’re a woman at least you say you are
    Now you’re a woman at least you look like you a-are
    You’re a woman at least you feel like you are
    But you’re makin’ off in bed with my guitar
    And you leave the, real me outside
    Don’t give a damn about my surviving
    You say you just won’t be arriving
    You’re just a screamin’
    Good lovin’, can’t be trusted, said now, all along
    A rollin’ stone

    [instrumental break]

    Yeah

    I’m a man
    Lookin’ for my love, baby
    Hey, got to look for my lovin’, babe
    Well, I ain’t gonna search for nothin’ desperately
    I ain’t gonna search for nothin’ desperately

    Jimi: Yeah, we’re just you know, we’re just-uh, a lot of these songs haven’t been completed yet, we’re just
    messin’ around with them and see what happens you know, we’re-uh workin’ with them and probably
    tomorrow we’ll probably play them a little different and the next day we’ll play them a little different, so it’s
    fun just jammin’ with them you know, it’s good you all have patience to sit up there ah-ha-ha-ha-ha….
    Anway, lets try ‘Foxy Lady’…


    6.
    FOXY LADY* [Backing vocal – Buddy]

    One, two, three…

    Now you know you’re a cute little heart breaker
    And you know you’re a sweet little love maker
    (Foxy)
    Yeah, baby
    I wanna take you home
    I won’t do you no harm
    You’ve got to be all mine
    Ooh, Foxy Lady

    [instrumental break]

    Now, I see you, I’m down on the scene, baby… yeah
    You make me, wanna get up and scream, ah-oowh
    Foxy

    Hey, now baby
    I’ve made up my mi-ind-uh
    I’m tired of wastin’ all my, precious time,
    You got to be all mine, all mine
    Ooh, Foxy Lady

    [instrumental break]

    I’m gonna take you home

    You got to be all mine, all mine
    Ooh, Foxy Lady

    [instrumental outro]

    *Interestingly Jimi played guitar on a 1966 recording ‘(My Girl) She’s A Fox’ by The Icemen

    Aud: [Applause]
    Jimi: [Tuning]Thank you. . .Thank you very much, thank you[tuning]. Thank you, we’d like to feature Buddy Miles
    again on the vocals, it’s a thing called ‘Stop’. [Tuning]…Wait , gimme another second hold on…. [tuning]There.
    Wanna try now… One, two, three, four…


    7. STOP*(Jerry Ragavoy & Mort Schuman) [Sung by Buddy, backing vocals – Jimi & Billy]

    You better stop it, babe (You better stop it, babe)
    Stop your ji-ivin’ round (Drop it, amen, yeah, or you’ll be sorry)
    Stop it bab-y-ee (Ah-oo-oo)…
    (Stop your doggin’ ‘round)

    [instrumental break]

    We-e-ell sto-op (Sto-op)
    Baby, can’t you see that I can’t take it no more… no, no, baby
    Sto-op, uh-baby can’t you see I’m ‘bout to go through the flo-oor
    Oh, yeah, baby
    Never kne-ew how good a love could be
    Love done go-one and made a damn foo-ool out of me
    ‘Thing is hazy (Everythin’ is hazy, babe)
    One more kiss and you’ll waa-aa-aa-o-oh
    (One more kiss and you’ll dri-i-ive me crazy, baby)

    Baby, sto-op, hold it just a minute while I go catch my breath
    You know how I feel, baby
    Sto-op, baby can’t you see you’re about to scare me half to death
    Oh, yeah, baby
    Thought I wa-as the captain of my shi-ip
    Oh! your lo-ove’s done gone and made me lo-ose my grip
    Everything is ha-azy (Everything is hazy)
    One more kiss and you’ll dri-i-i-i-ive me-e crazy
    (One more kiss and you’ll dri-i-ive me crazy, baby)

    (Sto-op, sto-op, sto-op, sto-op!)

    [instrumental break]

    Ooo-ooh

    We-e-ell, sto-op
    Baby, can’t you see that I can’t take it no mo-ore
    You know how I feel, baby
    Sto-op, baby, can’t you see I’m ‘bout to go through the flo-oor
    Yea-ah
    Never kne-ew how good a love could be-e
    Your love done go-one and made a damn fool out of me
    Everything is ha-azy (Everythin’ is hazy, baby)
    One more kiss and you’ll dri-i-ive me crazy
    (One more kiss and you’ll drive him crazy)

    (Sto-op, sto-op, sto-op, sto-op!)
    Oh sto-op
    (Sto-op)
    your jivin’, baby
    (Sto-op)
    your messin’ arou-ound
    (Sto-op)
    in the mo-mornin’ ti-i-ime
    (Sto-op)
    Woa-oh yea-ah
    (Sto-op)
    sto-op it, baby-yeah
    (Sto-op)
    oh-every day yea-ah
    (Sto-op)
    Stop your jivin’ rou-ound
    (Sto-op)
    who-oa
    (Sto-op)

    Woo-ooh

    [instrumental break]
    Sto-op, sto-op, (sto-op, sto-op)
    (Sto-op, sto-op)

    *A major R&B & Pop hit for Howard Tate in 1968

    Aud: [Applause]
    Jimi: Thank you very much. Uhm-we got one more last song to do. We’re gonna call it, “Blues Today”, ”‘Earth Blues Today”.
    [Tuning] That’s all [tuning]. Talking about about a lot of people are trying to get their thing together and a whole lot of
    other people are fuckin them up [tuning]. That’s today. . .

    8. EARTH BLUES1 [Backing vocals – Buddy & Billy]

    I see hands and-uh, tear stained faces*
    Reachin’ up but not quite touchin’ the promised land
    I taste tears and a whole lot of precious years wasted
    Sayin’, “Lord, please give us a helpin’ hand”
    (Love, love, love)
    Yeah, I see a whole lot of changes
    (Love, love, love)
    Especially for you and me
    (Love, love, love)
    For can those steams turn into red like wine
    (Love, love, love)
    He is not gonna let us be-e-e

    Hear the sound of freedom’s beating hea-art my children
    Sendin’ evil way down on the ru-un, no
    You’d better love me right now for it might be be the last time
    And tell the child to bury old Daddy’s clo-othes
    (Love, love, love)
    Over the mountain stands a woman
    (Love, love, love)
    Yes, and I feel her guidin’ high
    (Love, love, love)
    Lo-ove must be the answer, baby
    (Love, love, love)
    It’s gonna keep you and me all ri-ha-ha-ight

    (Everybody) Hear me, baby
    (Everybody) Everybody
    (Everybody) His job is do-one
    (Everybody) Everybody
    (Everybody) Sold me darlin’
    (Everybody) Get down all right
    (Everybody) Cannot help to fi-ind, girl

    [Instrumental break]

    (Aah!)
    (Everybody) Everybody
    (Everybody) Every mother
    (Everybody) Everyo-one
    (Everybody) Every sister
    (Everybody) Every brother
    (Everybody) Gonna keep it all ri-ight
    (Everybody) E-every baby, whoo

    [Instrumental break]

    (Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh)

    1Jimi owned a Lightnin’ Hopkins LP with this title emblazoned in big capital letters across the front cover

    Jimi: Thank you very much, goodnight, we’ll see you next time around.
    Aud: [Applause] We want more. Wild Thing! Hey Joe! [etc.]
    Jimi: [Tuning] Like to say thanks a lot for coming around, man. We have one more last song to play. It was really a lot
    of fun playing, you know, the New Year’s an’ happy New Year, an’ hope you have a whole lot more, millions of ‘em, maybe
    even. If everything what they say is true, we have millions of ‘em ha-ha. Let’s make ‘em good ones. Like to do this song
    called ‘Burning Desire’. Feel sorry for you. One, two, three, four. . .


    9. BURNING DESIRE [Backing vocal - Buddy]

    Burning desire, set’s my soul on fire
    Burning desire, puts some magic in my fire
    I feel my body drowning in your sea of love
    But in the meantime
    There’s nothin’ but dreams painted on my window above

    So, between Hell and Heaven
    You just may see me chase my heart into Hell
    And sayin’, ‘Burning desire, hotter than electric chair’

    [Instrumental break]

    (Yee-ha!)

    Burning desire, hotter than electric chair

    [Instrumental break]

    (Doo-doo, oo-ooh...doo-doo, oo-ooh)
    (Doo-doo, oo-ooh)
    You came down hard on me, baby
    (Doo-doo, oo-ooh)
    You showed me just how love can be-e
    (Doo-doo, oo-ooh)
    I wish I could stay darli-in’
    (Doo-doo, oo-ooh)
    But I’m a night bi-ird flyin’ over the sea-ea*
    (Doo-doo, oo-ooh)
    And I’m trying not to drown
    (Doo-doo, oo-ooh...doo-doo, oo-ooh)
    (Doo-doo, oo-ooh...doo-doo, oo-ooh)
    (Doo-doo, oo-ooh)
    Yeah
    (Doo)
    Yeah

    Burning desire, hotter than electric chair

    [Instrumental outro]

    Aud: [Applause]
    Jimi: Thank you very much and goodnight, peace to you [guitar ‘talks’?]. And happy New Year! Billy Cox then. . .
    P.A.: Plays HAPPY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN by [?] Orchestra
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    Re: 70-01-01 NEW YORK CITY, FILLMORE EAST, 1st show

    Added new stuff, some interesting lyrics in Earth Blues not heard before
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