Sly Family Stone Woodstock

Sly Family Stone Woodstock

I doubt many of the half million people at Woodstock had ever attended a show that had an act come on at 3:30 AM, but that’s when Sly and the Family Stone took the stage. And they took the crowd as well!

They’d only be on stage about 52 minutes, but what an amazing 52 minutes they were. Sly Stone is credited as composer for each of the songs

Band:

Setlist:

  • M’Lady
  • Sing A Simple Song
  • You Can Make It If You Try
  • Medley: Everyday People > Dance To The Music > Music Lover > I Want To Take You Higher
  • Love City
  • Stand!
Sly Family Stone Woodstock

M’Lady

Not that the crowd needed any encouragement, but M’Lady jump starts any sleepiness that may have crept into the bodies of the crowd. A Sly composition, the song came from their nearly year old album, Life.

 

M’Lady, M’Lady
M’Lady, M’Lady
A smile of pleasure,
Beautiful and kind
A pretty face, a pretty face
Oh what a gorgeous mind
Sees me when I, hey,
Give her some attention
Just thought I’d mention that
Give her some time (time, time)
Give her some time (time, time)
Give her some time (time, time)
M’Lady, M’Lady
M’Lady, M’Lady
Hoo now now, hoo now
Hoo now now yeah yeah yeah
M’Lady, M’Lady
M’Lady, M’Lady
Sly Family Stone Woodstock

Sing A Simple Song

Sly Family Stone Woodstock

Sly tells the crowd that they have some equipment problems, so would the crowd rather wait for resolution or forge ahead. The band forges ahead with a second Sly composition from their then most recent album, Stand! released in May.

Sing a simple song
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m talking, talking, talking, talking, talking in my sleep
I’m walking, walking, walking, walking, walking in the street
Time is passing, I grow older, things are happening fast
All I have to hold on to is a simple song at last
Let me hear you say
“Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya”
Sing a simple song
Try a little do re mi fa so la ti do
Do re mi fa so la ti do
Do re mi fa so la ti do
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m living, living, living life with all its ups and downs
I’m giving, giving, giving love and smiling at the frowns
You’re in trouble when you find it’s hard for you to smile
A simple song might make it better for a little while
Let me hear you say
“Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya”
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m talking, talking, talking, talking
I’m walking, walking, walking, walking
I’m living, living, living, living
I’m giving love and lovin’ loving
Everybody sing together
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Sing it in the shower
Sing it every hour
Sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it
Sing it with your mother sing it
Sing it, mama, sing it
Sing it with your father sing it
Sing it, papa, sing it, sing it, woo ta ta ta ta ta
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
I’m talking now, I’m walking
I’m walking, hey ey ey hey yeah
Okay, okay now
Sly Family Stone Woodstock

You Can Make It If You Try

Another song from Stand! The album would be the band’s most commercially successful.

You can make it if you try
You can make it if you try
Push a little harder
Think a little deeper
Don’t let the plastic
Bring you down
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can make it if you try
You can make it if you try
Time still creepin’
‘Specially when you’re sleepin’
Wake up and go
For what you know
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can make it if you try
You can make it if you try
You’ll get what’s due you
Everything coming to you
You got to move
If you want to be ahead
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can make it if you try
You can make it if you try
Time still creepin’
‘Specially when you’re sleepin’
Wake up and go
For what you know
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can make it if you try
Ma-ma-make it
You can make it if you try
Pa-pa-make it
You can make it if you try
You can make it if you try
You can make it if you try
Make it make it make it make it make it make it, make it make it make make it make it
You can make it if you try (da da da)
You can make it if you try
Make it make it make it make it don’t stop make it (good god)
You can make it if you try
You can make it if you try
Make it make it make it make it make it momma, make it momma, make it momma, make it
You can make it if you try
Make it, make it momma, make it momma, awh
Sly Family Stone Woodstock

Medley

Sly Family Stone Woodstock

I’m often surprised that bands mostly play one song at a time as opposed to stringing several together. If a medley has the right combination, a show can be supercharged. That’s why Sly did: Everyday People > Dance To The Music > Music Lover > Higher

Sly Family Stone Woodstock
Everyday People

Again from their Stand! album where it appeared as a stand alone.

Sometimes I’m right and I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I’m in
I am everyday people, yeah yeah
There is a blue one who can’t accept the green one
For living with a fat one trying to be a skinny one
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo
Oh sha sha we got to live together
I am no better and neither are you
We are the same whatever we do
You love me you hate me you know me and then
You can’t figure out the bag I’m in
I am everyday people, yeah yeah
There is a long hair that doesn’t like the short hair
For bein’ such a rich one that will not help the poor one
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo
Oh sha sha we got to live together
There is a yellow one that won’t accept the black one
That won’t accept the red one that won’t accept the white one
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo
I am everyday people
Dance To The Music

From their 1967 album, Dance To the Music. It had been the band’s first single to reach the Billboard Top 10. There are no long solos in any of the set’s songs, but each member is regularly given their moment in the spotlight.

Get up and dance to the music!
Get on up and dance to the fonky music!
Dance to the Music, dance to the music
Dance to the Music, dance to the music
All we need is a drummer
For people who only need a beat
I’m gonna add a little guitar
And make it easy to move your feet
I’m gonna add some bottom
So that the dancers just won’t hide
You might like to hear my organ
I said ride Sally ride
If I could hear the horns blow
Cynthia on the throne, yeah!
Cynthia and Jerry got a message that’s sayin’
All the squares, go home!
Dance to the Music, dance to the music
Dance to the Music, dance to the music
Music Lover

The song had not appeared on any album to this point, but did appear on the historic Woodstock movie soundtrack release.

Hey music lover
L-O-V-E-R across the nation
What a G-double-O-D vibration

Hey music lover, yeah, yeah
Let us start with the beat
If you like it, move your feet

Hey music lover
Hey music lover
Music for the human race
I’m gonna add some funky bass

Hey music lover
Hey music lover
Don’t wanna be no social drag by playin guitar
Hey music lover
I just wanna sing to you
Cos playin’ dead is hard to do
Hey music lover
Hey-hey-hey it’s alright
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey it’s alright
Hey music lover
Tryin’ my best to lay it funky style
Don’t wanna put nobody down
Hey music lover

All I wanna do
I wanna take you higher (higher)
Higher (higher)
Higher (higher)
Higher (higher)
Up, up and away, yeah
Up, up and away, yeah

Hey music lover
Hey music lover
Hey music lover
Hey music lover

Woo-ooo…

Up, up and away, yeah (hey music lover)
Up, up and away, yeah (hey music lover)
Up, up and away, yeah (hey music lover)
Up, up and away, yeah (hey music lover)

I Want To Take You Higher

Completing the 4-song medley, I Want To Take You Higher had also appeared on Stand! as a stand alone album. During a brief band-backed interlude, Sly explains to the crowd that he’d like this part to be a sing-along. That it may seem old fashion and that “most of us need approval…need approval from our neighbors before we can actually let it all hang down…but it’s not a fashion, it’s a feeling. If it was good in the past, it’s still good.”

This version is a remake of “Higher,” from the band’s 1968 Dance to the Music LP.

The success of Sly’s hope if proven by listening to the crowd repeatedly echo his shout of “Higher!”

I Want To Take You Higher

Sly Family Stone Woodstock

After a few moment, the medley jumps into I Want To Take You Higher. It was the B-side of their successful single, Stand! As if the crowd needed any more encouragement, the song brings everyone to their feet.

Feeling’s gettin’ stronger
Music’s gettin’ longer too
Music is flashin’ me
I want to, I want to, I want to take you higher
I want to take you higher
Baby, baby, baby, light my fire
I want to take you higher
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Feeling’s nitty-gritty
Sound is in your city too
Music’s still flashin’ me
Don’t ya, don’t ya, don’t ya want to get higher
Don’t ya want to get higher
Baby, baby, baby, light my fire
Want to take you higher
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
C’mon light my fire
Want to take you higher
Feeling that should make you move
Sounds is there to help you groove
Music still flashin’ me
Take your places
I want to take you higher
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want to take you higher
Baby, baby, baby, light my fire
I want to take you higher
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Higher!
Let’s take you
Higher!
Do you want to go
Higher!
Just meet me
Higher!
Yes, you do
Higher!
Would you light my fire
Higher!
Wanna take you higher
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Higher!
I’m feelin’
Higher!
Yeah
Higher!
Higher!
Higher
Just wanna go higher!
Higher!
I wanna take you higher!
Yea, yea
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Higher!
Always got the slip
Higher!
Ain’t no way to miss
Higher!
Higher!
I wanna take you higher
Higher!
Higher!
I wanna take you higher
Higher!
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Boom shaka-laka-laka
Everybody higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher
Sly Family Stone Woodstock

Love City

Sly Family Stone Woodstock

The encores begin. From the Life album where it was a mere 2 minute 43 second song, this live version is 5:46. At about the 4 minute mark, Sly calls out that he wants them to spell a four-letter word, but his isn’t Country Joe.  The letters are L-O-V-E.

Knowing what works, Sly ends the song with another call for “I want to take you higher!

Love city
Love city
Another generation
Who do you wanna be?
Get into your own thing
Everybody’s free, free, free, free
Love city
Love city
Look into the future
Tell me what you see
Brothers and sisters holding hands
And you sitting next to me, now
Peaceful minds and beautiful heads
You see short and long hair
You just might even see Harry Truman
Groovin’ with ‘The Squares’, yeah
I can see a big reunion
How could we go wrong, now?
All these wonderful people singin’
All these wonderful songs, yeah
Love city, love city
Love city, love city
Love city, love city
Love city, love city
I want it, love city
I want it now, now, now, now
Love city, love city
I want it now, now, now, now
Sly Family Stone Woodstock

Stand!

The crowd still wants more.  Chip Monck  stretches a bit to give the band time to reset and reminds the crowd that The Who are next.

Stand
In the end you’ll still be you
One that’s done all the things you set out to do
Stand
There’s a cross for you to bear
Things to go through if you’re going anywhere
Stand
For the things you know are right
It s the truth that the truth makes them so uptight
Stand
All the things you want are real
You have you to complete and there is no deal
Stand. stand, stand
Stand. stand, stand
Stand
You’ve been sitting much too long

There’s a permanent crease in your right and wrong
Stand
There’s a midget standing tall
And the giant beside him about to fall
Stand. stand, stand
Stand. stand, stand
Stand
They will try to make you crawl
And they know what you’re saying makes sense and all
Stand
Don’t you know that you are free
Well at least in your mind if you want to be

Everybody
Stand, stand, stand

Sly Family Stone Woodstock

The next act was The Who.

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

2014-10-20…Wavy Gravy @ City Winery, NYC
Born May 15, 1936

Of all the colorful characters associated with the magnificently muddy Woodstock, Wavy Gravy  is the most memorable one. Of course, he was simply Hugh Romney then, a member of the Hog Farm, food purveyor, and in charge of the Please Force which he may not have realized until he and the Farm arrived at NY’s JFK airport on August 7.

His response to the reporter’s question about the Hog Farm being security people is classic Gravy:

“I feel secure, I don’t know what security means. I never was called a security person before. You’re the first person to call me that. How do you feel? Do you feel secure?”

The Hog Farm was the Please Force.

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

Early On

Hugh Nanton Romney Jr. was born on May 15, 1936 in East Greenbush, New York, a suburb of Albany. His mother’s name was Charlotte. His father, also named Hugh, was an architect.

For me, his most interesting early story is one that had him as a young child  living in Princeton, NJ in the early 40s.  He remembers a neighbor taking him for walks. He especially remembers that neighbor’s long uncombed white hair sticking in various directions. Don’t we wish we were alongside for a walk with Wavy and Albert Einstein?

His parents broke up and he moved back to New York,  to Albany with his mom, where he attended grade school. When his mother remarried, they moved with his stepfather to West Hartford, CT, where he attended middle and high school. He graduated William Wall High School in Hartford in 1954.

Romney enlisted in the Army right after graduation.  He received an honorable discharge after a 22 month stint. In an interview with Edward Sanders, Romney said, ““I am in no way recommending the military as a career choice. The Korean War had just wound down and I figured it was a reasonable assumption that I could slip in and out before the next little war rolled around. It was a dumb decision on my part but it helped pay for my college education.” 

He enrolled in Boston University in 1957 to study theater and fell in love with the Beatnik vibe then booming.

From the same interview: “I started jazz and poetry on the East Coast. I think I was the first one to do it. I was at Boston University and I read
about this stuff on the West Coast, and we immediately put some stuff together, and went into this joint on Commonwealth Avenue in Boston, Pat’s Pebble in the Rock.”

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

Greenwich Village

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

After a year and a half in Boston, Hugh Romney enrolled in the Neighborhood Playhouse School of the Theater in New York City. He’d graduate there in 1961. Other well-know grads are Gregory Peck, Joanne Woodward, Robert Duvall, Christopher Lloyd, Jeff Goldblum, James Caan, June Carter Cash, Mary Steenburgen, and many many others.

In 1958 John Mitchell had opened the Gaslight Cafe.  Later Clarence Hood purchased it and his son Sam managed it. Romney became a regular performer at the Gaslight, eventually taking up the role of entertainment director with friend John Brent. Sometimes musicians played between poets, but poetry not music was the Cafe’s main goal.

One of the “things” associated with Beatniks was snap fingers rather than applaud. The origins of that was very practical. The Cafe’s basement air shafts and windows let out any noise, like applause. Neighbors complained. Please don’t applaud, just snap your fingers.

Brent and actor/writer Del Close did a 1959 album on the Mercury label, “How to Speak Hip.” Later, Brent went off to Second City in Chicago

Hugh married Elizabeth “D’Jazian” at the gaslight. The Rev Gary Davis officiated. ““Dave Van Ronk was there, Tommy Paxton was there, Dylan was there, and my mother. She came down (from Connecticut) for the wedding and was freaked out! Gary Davis was way too weird for her, plus he using Peter Rabbit instead of the Bible. He brought Peter Rabbit by accident.”

The marriage lasted three years.

Another piece of lore that surrounds Romney, is that Bob Dylan wrote “A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall”  on Romney’s typewriter in his room upstairs from the Gaslight. Another version is that Dylan wrote the tune in Chip Monck‘s Gaslight apartment.  Both may be true. Or not.

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

Lenny Bruce/California

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

In 1962, Romney moved to California. Why? ““…at the request of Lenny Bruce, who became my part-time manager. Recorded Hugh Romney, Third Stream Humor for World Pacific Records. (I recorded this live when I was the opening act for Thelonius Monk on the night the great Club Renaissance in Los Angeles closed its doors forever.)”

Around 1963, Romney joined The Committee, an improv group, in San Francisco. His wife Elizabeth gave birth to their daughter Sabrina.

What else was 1963? “Purchased a condo in Marin City and a Packard Caribbean convertible in Hollywood. Tuned in, turned on, and dropped out — way out. Entered deep space. Left wife, daughter, and stuff and
journeyed to northern Arizona to join up with Hopi Indians and await the coming global cataclysm. (The Hopis said I was early but let me hang out anyway and regroup my head.) Connected with interconnectedness of everything and surrendered to Law of Sacred Coincidence. Returned to Los Angeles and regrouped life. Divorced wife, gave away stuff, and began to float aimlessly on the ocean of one thing after another.”

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

1964/Hog Farm

Again from the Sanders interview: “Financed free-floating lifestyle through sale of single ounces of marijuana packaged in decorator bags and containing tiny toys. (The dubious apex of this short-lived profession was when I scored a kilo for the Beatles.)”

He also met Bonnie Jean Beecher (his future and present wife) at her cafe, the Fred C Dobbs in Los Angeles. They would marry in 1965.

And at this time arrives the Hog Farm. “We acquired it while living rent free on a mountaintop in Sunland, California, in exchange for the caretaking of forty actual hogs. Within a year of moving there, the people engaged in our bizarre communal experiment began to outnumber the pigs. At first we all had separate jobs. I had a grant to teach brain-damaged children improvisation while teaching a similar class to contract players at Columbia Pictures. Harrison Ford was one of my students. My wife Bonnie was a successful television actress. Joining the scene were musicians, a computer programmer, a race-car driver, a telephone company executive, a cinematographer, several mechanics, and a heap of hippies.”

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

Acid Tests 

He became involved in Ken Kesey and the Merry Prankster’s famous Acid Tests, but did not, despite author Tom Wolfe’s assertion, put LSD in the Kool Aid. In fact, Romney is still upset with the assertion. He did know Wolfe and Wavy Gravy’s discomfort is that Wolfe never asked him if the story was true.

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

New Mexico

In 1967, the Hog Farm, minus hogs, headed to  New Mexico where they’d bought a  twelve-acre farm in Llano. It was also around this time that his back became so serious problem that surgery was necessary.

In 1968, he helped run a Pig for President: Pigasus.

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

1969/Woodstock/Wavy Gravy

Romney’s home was somewhat fluid, but New Mexico was his and the Hog Farm’s base. The invitation to be part of the Woodstock Music and Art Fair was at first disbelieved, but became a reality, of course.

From Bethel, NY the commune moved onto the Texas International Pop Festival where after a conversation with BB King, Hugh Romney became Wavy Gravy.

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

Long and Winding Road

Where has life taken Wavy Gravy since then? Just to name and not explain:

From the Grateful Bears Facebook page: Grateful Bears are overjoyed to have Joan Baez joining our ever-growing family. All profits for Joan’s signature bear will go to The SEVA Foundation. Co-founded by Ram Dass and Wavy Gravy, SEVA has saved the eyesight of over 5 million individuals worldwide. Sign up for your own Grateful Joan Bear here: www.gratefulbears.com

  • 1972, Howdy Do-Good Gravy Tomahawk Truckstop Romney born at the Tomahawk Truckstop in Boulder, Colorado. He has since simplified the name to Jordan Romney.
  • moved to Berkeley, CA

Wavy continues to be an activist and living the ideals that many profess and many fail to live up to. And other know that very well.

Hugh Romney Wavy Gravy

Janis Joplin Woodstock

Janis Joplin Woodstock

It was now 2 AM Sunday, 14 hours into Saturday’s show with three more acts to follow. She would play a bit over an hour.

The rap on Janis’s set is that she was so saturated with Southern Comfort that she could barely perform. I wish I could barely perform, saturated or not, as well. Another common observations is that the band was so newly formed, that the set had to be weak. Having the opportunity to listen to what Rhino Records producers Andy Zax and Steve Woolard have done with the set evaporates that haze.

Personnel:

Setlist:

  • Raise Your Hand
  • As Good As You’ve Been to This World
  • To Love Somebody
  • Summertime
  • Try (Just a Little Bit Harder)
  • Kozmic Blues
  • I Can’t Turn You Loose
  • Work Me, Lord
  • Piece of My Heart
  • Ball and Chain

Janis Joplin Woodstock

Raise Your Hand

Written by Steve Cropper, Eddie Floyd, and Alvertis Isbell (Al Bell). Janis jumps right into Raise Your Hand without so much as a howdy do. It hadn’t appeared on any of her (or Big Brother’s) album and wouldn’t until the 1993 compilation, Janis

Alright, this is a tune called
Raise your hand.
Let’s go, come on!
One, two, one, two, three!
If there’s somethin’ you need,
Hon, that you’ve never, ever, ever had.
I know you’ve never had it.
Oh, honey, don’t you just sit there cryin’,
Don’t just sit there feelin’ bad.
No, no, no.
You’d better get up,
Now do you understand ?
And raise you hand.
Hey, hey, hey.
I said raise your hand.
You know I’m standin’ around, yes I am.
Want to give you all my love.
Oh, honey, won’t you come on and open up,
I said, open up in your heart.
Please won’t you let me try ?
You got to be good.
Don’t ya understand ?
Raise your hand.
Hey, hey, hey.
I said, raise your hand right here,
Right here, right now, yeah!
Whoa, oh yeah!
If there’s somethin’ that you want, dear,
Honey, why won’t you come and tell me so ?
I said honey
An’ if you ever feel, whoa, that you just might need my lovin’
Honey, all I just want you to do is just let go.
Got to be good.
Don’t ya understand,
Raise your hand.
Hey, hey, hey!
I said, raise your hand,
Raise, raise, raise, raise.
Honey,
Ha, ha, ha
Honey,
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Said-a, whoa
Alright!
Honey, raise your hand
‘Cause I want you to come along.
Raise your hand
‘Cause you know where you belong.
You belong here, now
Said here and now
Said, here and now
Honey, here and now
Here and now
Honey, here, now
Honey, here, now,
Honey, here
Now, now, now, now, now, now, now
Raise your hand.
Raise your hand.
Raise your hand.
Raise your hand.
Raise your hand.
Raise your hand.
Hey, hey, hey, get it up now!
Hey, hey, get it up now!
Hey, hey, get it up now!
Hey, hey, get it up now!
Hey, hey, get it up now!
Hey, hey, get it up now!
Hey, hey, get it up!
Raise your hand, yeah.
Raise your hand, yeah.
Raise your hand, yeah.
Yeah!
Alright!
Alright, thank you.

Janis Joplin Woodstock

As Good As You’ve Been to This World

Brass blasting behind her, Janis’s sprinted right into As Good As You’ve Been to This World. She’d already recorded the song for her I Got Dem Ol’ Kozmic Blues Again Mama! album which Columbia would release on September 11, 1969. Nick Gravenites wrote the song.

Live your loving life,
Live it all the best you can
And if you pay no attention darling
To what you might ever hear from your man,
I think you’re just like a servant
And try to keep it all to yourself.
Don’t you know it makes the world go round,
You gotta go and honey share everywhere else.
Come on, come on, come on!
As good as you’ve been to this world
So good I want to be right back to you.
As good as you’ve been now,
As good as you’ve been to this whole wide world,
So good I want to be.
As good as you’ve been now, say,
As good as you’ve been to this whole wide world,
As good as you’ve been, babe,
So good I want to be here.
Ain’t no use in being faithful,
I see you look at the sky.
I know what’s in it make you happy there,
But it only make you cry.
I think you got good intentions too,
They don’t manage to show through.
Whatever you give to the world outside,
I want to give it right back to you, yes I am!
Come on, come on, come on!
So you meet somebody on the street,
You know you treat him mighty fine,
Or you meet somebody on the street
And you give him a real hard time.
It’s gonna come on home baby,
I said it’s gonna come right back home to you.
I said it’s gonna visit you now,
Yes it is, oh yes it is.
As good as you’ve been to this whole wide world,
As good as you’ve been, babe,
So good I want to be here.
Oh, good as you’ve been to this whole wide world,
As good as you’ve been, babe,
So good I want to be here.
Ah, the way you love your mother,
The way you love your sister, your brother,
The way you love your aunt, your uncle,
Anybody now, everybody now.
Good as you’ve been babe, hurrah!
Good as you’ve been babe, hey!
Good as you’ve been babe, hey!
Good as you’ve been babe
‘Cause I’m just gonna show you now
And I’m just gonna make you want it now
‘Cause I ‘m just gonna give you a thrill
Say, good as you been babe,
Hurrah, good as you been babe,
Come on, good as you been babe,
I say, good as you been babe,
Oh daddy, good as you been babe,
My man, good as you been babe,
All right, yeah hey.

Janis Joplin Woodstock

To Love Somebody

Still not taking any time, next Janis covers (steals), Barry and Robin Gibbs’s To Love Somebody, which she’d also included on I Got Dem Ol’ Kozmic Blues Again Mama!

There’s a light, certain kind of light
Never ever, never shone on me, no, no
Honey, I want, I want my whole life
To be lived with you, babe
That’s what I want oh, was to be
Living and loving you
There’s a way, oh everybody say
You can do anything, every thing yeah
But what good, what good
Honey, what good could it ever bring
Because I haven’t got you with my love
And I can’t find you babe, no I can’t
You don’t know, you don’t know what it’s like
No you don’t, honey no you don’t know
You don’t know what it’s like
To love anybody
Oh honey, I want to talk about love
And trying to hold somebody
The way I love you babe
And I’ve been loving you babe
In my brain, oh I can see your face again
I know my frame of mind, yeah
But nobody, nobody has to ever be so blind
Honey, like I did, I know I was blind
Honey, I tell you that I was, I was very, very blind
Oh but I’m just a girl
Can’t you just take a look at me and tell
Tell that I live, honey I live and I breathe for you
Don’t you know I do!
But what good, what good
Honey, what good could it ever bring
Because I haven’t got you with my love
And I can’t find you babe, no I can’t
You don’t know, you don’t know what it’s like
No you don’t, honey no you don’t know
You don’t know what it’s like
To love anybody
Oh honey, I want to talk about love
And trying to hold somebody
The way I love you babe
And I’ve been loving you babe
Oh, I know that there’s a way
Because everybody came to me one time and said
“Honey, you can do anything
Every little thing, and I think I can
Oh, but what good, what good
Honey, what awfully good can it ever, ever bring
Because I can’t find you with my love
And I can’t find you babe, oh anywhere
You don’t know, you don’t know what it’s like
No you don’t, honey no you don’t know
You don’t know what it’s like
To love anybody
Oh honey, I want to talk about love
And trying to hold somebody
The way I love you babe
And I’ve been loving you babe
You don’t know, you don’t know what it’s like
No you don’t, honey no you don’t know
You don’t know what it’s like
To love anybody
Oh honey, I want to talk about love
And trying to hold somebody
The way I love you babe
And I’ve been loving you babe

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Summertime

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Janis had done Summertime on the classic Cheap Thrills album with Big Brother and the Holding Company. The “Summertime” is an aria composed in 1934 by George Gershwin composed it in 1934 for the 1935 opera Porgy and Bess whe lyrics are by DuBose Heyward, the author of the novel Porgy on which the opera was based.

The band’s intro briefly reflects that legacy.

Summertime, time, time,
Child, the living’s easy.
Fish are jumping out
And the cotton, Lord,
Cotton’s high, Lord, so high.

Your daddy’s rich
And your ma is so good-looking, baby.
She’s looking good now,
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
No, no, no, no, don’t you cry.
Don’t you cry!

One of these mornings
You’re gonna rise, rise up singing,
You’re gonna spread your wings,
Child, and take, take to the sky,
Lord, the sky.

But until that morning
Honey, n-n-nothing’s going to harm you now,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Don’t you cry,
Cry.

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Try (Just a Little Bit Harder)

Still no patter, Try (Just a Little Bit Harder) is the third song of her set that will appear on her forthcoming album. Jerry Ragovoy and Chip Taylor wrote it.

Try, try, try just a little bit harder
So I can love, love, love him, I tell myself
Well, I’m gonna try yeah, just a little bit harder
So I won’t lose, lose, lose him to nobody else.
Hey! Well, I don’t care how long it’s gonna take you now,
But if it’s a dream I don’t want No I don’t really want it
If it’s a dream I don’t want nobody to wake me.

Yeah, I’m gonna try yeah, just a little bit harder
So I can give, give, give, give him every bit of my soul.
Yeah, I’m gonna try yeah, just a little bit harder
So I can show, show, show him love with no control.
Hey! I’ve waited so long for someone so fine
I ain’t gonna lose my chance, no I don’t wanna lose it,
Ain’t gonna lose my chance to make you mine, all mine.
All right, get it! Yeah!

Try yeah, try yeah, hey, hey, hey, try yeah,
Oh try whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
Oh anybody, oh anybody, oh anybody,
Try oh yeah (just a little bit harder)
Whoa I gotta try some more,
I said try yeah, aw I said try,
I said try try try try try try,
Oh try oh yeah, try oh yeah!

Hey hey, I gotta talk to my man now,
You know I, I gotta feel for my man now,
I said I, I gotta work for my man now,
You know I, I gotta hurt for my man now,
I think-a every day for my man now,
You know it, every way for my man now.
I say try, try yeah, oh try yeah,
Hey hey hey, try yeah-hey, oh, try…

 

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Kozmic Blues

Kozmic Blues is the sixth song in the set and the first that Janis wrote (with Gabriel Makler). It would also appear on  I Got Dem Ol’ Kozmic Blues Again Mama!

Janis mentions the album and its title and cryptically says, “Talkin’ about the cosmic blues. You know what I mean, man. If you don’t know what I mean, you will soon enough. So…

Time keeps moving on,
Friends they turn away.
Well, I keep moving on
But I never found out why
I keep pushing so hard a dream,
I keep trying to make it right
Through another lonely day.
Whoa don’t discover it lasts
Honey, time keeps a-moving on, hey yeah, yeah yeah.
Well, I’m twenty-five years older now
So I know it can’t be right
And I’m no better baby and I can’t help you no more
Than I did when I was just a girl. Yeah!
But it don’t make no difference baby, no, no,
Cause I know that I could always try.
There’s a fire inside of everyone of us, huh-uh,
I’m gonna need it now,
I’m gonna hold it yeah,
I’m gonna use it till the day I die.
Don’t, honey, don’t you expect any answers, dear,
Ah, I know they don’t come with ease, no, no, no, no.
Hey, I ain’t never gonna love you any better baby
Cause I’m never gonna love you right
So you better take it now, I said right yes now, yeah.
But it don’t make no difference baby, no, no,
Cause I know that I could always try.
There’s a fire inside of everyone of us, huh-uh,
I’m gonna need it now,
I’m gonna use it yeah,
I’m gonna hold it till the day I die.
Don’t make no difference babe, no, no, no,
Honey, I hate to be the one.
I said you’re gonna live your life
And you’re gonna love, love, love your life.
I’m gonna need it now,
I’m gonna hold it yeah,
I’m gonna use it, say, whoa
Don’t make no difference, baby, no, no, no,
Honey, I hate, I hate to be the one.
I said every time you’re gonna want to love somebody,
Every time you’re gonna want to need somebody,
You’re gonna want to turn around, I’m gonna be there.
No no no no no, no no no no no, no no no no.
When you’re gonna put out your hand,
All your want is some kind of lovin’ man,
He ain’t gonna be there, I said, not here.
No no no no, no no no no, no no no no,
No no no, no no no, no no no no,
No no no no, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, wah wah, whoa,
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Honey when I want to reach out my hand
I said darling all I ever wanted
Was for you to understand me now, whoa
Ah baby, I want to sing about me Lord, honey, every day yeah!

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I Can’t Turn You Loose

Before the cover of Otis Redding’s I Can’t Turn You Loose  begins, Janis introduces saxophonist Snooky Flowers with a silly goose joke, laughs, and let’s Snooky take over who is the song’s lead vocalist giving Janis a brief break. She jumps back in briefly about five and a half minutes into the song, but Snooky finishes. The horns get a chance to blow the roof off the place.

I can’t turn you loose,
If I do I’m gonna lose my mind.
I can’t never turn you loose,
If I do I’m gonna lose my mind.
Whoa!! I can’t turn you loose for nobody,
I love you, yes I do, huh!
Hip-shakin’ mama, I love you,
Love no one but you.
Hear me, baby, I call you,
Call you.

I can’t turn you loose,
If I do I’m gonna lose my mind.
I can never turn you loose, huh!
If I do I’m gonna lose my mind.
I can’t turn you loose for nobody,
I love you, yes I do, huh!
Hip-shakin’ mama, I love you,
Love no one but you.
Hear me, baby, I call you,
Call you.

Ah, tell me mama, baby!
Hey, baby, baby, baby
Now, Wooh, baby, huh!
Talkin’ about my baby
Oh baby, – huh! – about my baby
Baby, baby I love you,
I gotta do everything, ha!

Baby!
My!
My, my, my, baby!
Baby, baby, baby, baby yeah
Whoa!! Baby, baby, baby, huh!
Talkin’ about you
Every, every day, baby,
Gotta keep on holdin’
Gotta keep on holdin’ on you, baby
Holdin’.
Oh baby, huh! Talkin’ about you, ah!

Huh! Baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby,
Huh! Baby I love you
Every, every day, baby,
Huh! Love you
Baby, let me hear you say yeah!
Over here, yeah!
Yeah!!!! I feel good.
Sam, I need a little help.
Bring it down a little bit, Maury,
Bring it down a little bit.
I need a little help.
Fellas, get your hands from under your girl’s dress for a minute,
Young ladies, yeah we’re about to get into this.

Hold on a minute
Aah!!
Yeah!!
Every day, baby, every day, baby, aahh!!
Lord!!

Yeah, baby, every, every day, baby
Whoaa, whooo, ahh, aahhha
Every, every day, baby
Huh! Bring it on down, bring it down!
Mercy! Do you feel alright?
If you don’t, fuck you, you oughta go home!
Mercy! Do you feel alright?
Get on in, daddy!
I feel good, woohh, mercy, I can dig it, aww!

Say you’re lookin’ good to me,
Say you’re lookin’ fine.
Say you’re lookin’ good to me,
Hon you’re lookin’ fine.
Hey you’re lookin’ good to me,
Hon you’re lookin’ fine.
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!!
Oh!! Oh!! Oh!! Oh!! Oh yeah!! Oh yeah!! Oh yeah!! oh yeah!!
Woh yeah!! Woh yeah!! Woh yeah!! Wo yeah!! – alright!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I feel good because I love you
You know I love you
Huh! I love you
Every day
Huh!
Babe, aw!! wooh! Huh!
Say you’re looking good! Mercy!
Let’s get the horns in
Do you want to hear the horns blow?
Do you want to hear the horns blow?
Do you want to hear the horns blow?
Yeah!! Huh, talkin’ about you
Say look-a here, here we go
One, two, three, four, ah!!

Hey!
Ooh!
Shit!
Wohh!

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Work Me, Lord

Another song from the upcoming album (no surprise) and also written by Nick Gravenites. It is the “last” song, but of course it isn’t.

Work me Lord, work me Lord.
Please don’t you leave me,
I feel so useless down here
With no one to love
Though I’ve looked everywhere
And I can’t find me anybody to love,
To feel my care.
So ah work me Lord, whoa use me Lord,
Don’t you know how hard it is
Trying to live all alone.
Every day I keep trying to move forward,
But something is driving me, oh, back,
Honey, something’s trying to hold on to me,
To my way of life.
So don’t you forget me down here, Lord,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Ah, ah, don’t you forget me, Lord.
Well I don’t think I’m any very special
Kind of person down here, I know better,
But I don’t think you’re gonna find anybody,
Not anybody who could say that they tried like I tried,
The worst you can say all about me
Is that I’m never satisfied. Whoa.
Whoa, oh, oh, work me Lord, hmm, use me Lord,
Please, honey, don’t you leave me,
I feel so useless down here.
I can’t find me anybody to love me
And I’ve looked around,
I’ve looked everywhere, everywhere
And I can’t find me anyone to love,
To feel my care.
So honey don’t you go and leave me, Lord,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Honey, don’t you go off and leave me, Lord.
Can’t I show you how hard it is
Trying to live when you’re all alone.
Everyday I keep pushing,
Keep trying to move forward
But something is driving me, oh, back,
And something’s trying to hold on to me,
To my way of life, why.
Oh please, please, oh don’t you go and
Forget me down here, don’t forget me, Lord.
I think that maybe you can ease me,
Maybe I can help you, said uh whoa,
Oh please, please, don’t you go and leave me Lord,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, whoa, whoa please,
Hmm please, don’t you leave me, Lord.

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Piece of My Heart

Jerry Ragovoy (again) and Bert Berns (2016 R  & R Hall of Fame inductee) wrote it and Erma Franklin originally recorded in 1967, but few think of anyone other than Janis’s  cover.

Janis would likely have done an encore no matter what, but the crowd’s response certainly helped make it happen.

Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on
Didn’t I make you feel like you were the only man? Yeah
And didn’t I give you nearly everything that a woman possibly can?
Honey, you know I did
And each time I tell myself that I, well I think I’ve had enough
But I’m gonna show you, baby, that a woman can be tough
I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby (whoa, break it)
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah, yeah, yeah (whoa, have a)
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby
You know you got it if it makes you feel good
Oh, yes indeed
You’re out on the streets looking good
And baby, deep down in your heart, I guess you know that it ain’t right
Never, never, never, never, never, never hear me when I cry at night
Babe, and I cry all the time
But each time I tell myself that I, well I can’t stand the pain
But when you hold me in your arms, I’ll sing it once again
I said come on, come on, come on, come on and take it
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby
Well, you know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good
I need you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby (whoa, break it)
Break another little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, c’mon now (whoa, have a)
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby
You know you got it, whoa
Take it
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby (whoa, break it)
Break another little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (whoa, have a)
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby, hey
You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good

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Ball and Chain

Written by Big Mama Thornton (also wrote Hound Dog), Janis’s cover is another example of stealing a song.

The crowd continues to call for an encore. Before her actual final song, Janis speaks to the crowd.

How are you out there? Everybody OK? You’re not, ah…you’re stayin’ stoned and you have enough water? You got a place to sleep and everything [the crowd calls out]? What does that mean? Because we oughta’ all of us–I don’t mean to be preachy, but–we oughta remember–and that means promoters, too–that music’s for grooving, man, not for putting yourself into bad changes. You don’t have to go and take anyone’s shit man, just to like music. You know what I mean? You don’t. So if you’re getting more shit than you deserve, you know what to do about it man. You know, it’s just music. Music’s supposed to be different than that.”

The band blasts.

Sitting down by my window
Honey, looking out at the rain
Sitting down by my window, looking out at the rain
All around that I felt it
All I can see was the rain
Something grabbed a hold of me
Feel to me, oh, like a ball and chain
Hey, you know what I mean that’s exactly what it felt like
But that’s way too heavy for you, you can’t hold them all
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, oh, that cannot be
Just because I got oh, your love, please
Why does every
Oh, this can’t be just because I got to need you, daddy
Please don’t you knock it down now, please
Here you’ve gone today
What I wanted to love you and I wanted to hold you, yeah, till the day I die
Yes, I did, yes, I did, yeah, hey, hey, alright
Say, whoa, whoa, whoa, honey
This can’t be anything I’ve ever wanted from your daddy tell me now
Oh, tell me, baby
Oh, say, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, honey
This can’t be, no, no, no, no, no
Yeah, yeah
I hope there’s someone out there who could tell me
Tell me why just because I got to want your love
Honey, just because I got to need, need, need, need your love
I said I understand
Honey, what I’m wanna trying to say hi
Trying, try, try, try, try, try, try
Honey, everybody in the world, also same, baby
When everybody in the world what needs, seem lonely
What I wanted work for your love, daddy
What I wanted trust your love, daddy
I din’t understand how come you’re gone
I don’t understand why half the world is still crying, man
And the other half of the world is still crying too, man
I can’t get it together
I mean if you go to ? Oneday, man
I mean, so baby, you want ? Three and sixty five days, right
You ain’t gonna within sixty five days, you gonna for one day, man
I tell you, that one day, man, better be your life, man
Because you know, you can stay oh man, you can cry about the other three and sixty four, man I said whoa, whoa, whoa
But you gonna lose that one day, man
That’s all you got, you got to call it love, man
That’s what it is, man
If you got today, you don’t worry about tomorrow, man
Because you don’t need it
Because the matter of the fact, as we discovered tat’s rain, tomorrow never happens, man
It’s all the same fucking day, man
So you gotta when you want to hold someone
You gotta hold them like it’s the last minutes of your life
You gotta hold, hold, hold and I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now babe, tell me why
Hold, baby, ’cause some come on your shoulder, baby
It’s gonna feel too heavy, it’s gonna weigh on you why does every thing, every thing
It’s gonna feel just like a ball
Oh, daddy and a chain

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The next act was Sly and the Family Stone.