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 observation 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:

  1. Raise Your Hand
  2. As Good As You’ve Been to This World
  3. To Love Somebody
  4. Summertime
  5. Try (Just a Little Bit Harder)
  6. Kozmic Blues
  7. I Can’t Turn You Loose
  8. Work Me, Lord
  9. Piece of My Heart
  10. 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.

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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.

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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

Janis Joplin Woodstock

Janis had done Summertime on the classic Cheap Thrills album with Big Brother and the Holding Company. “Summertime” is an aria composed in 1934 by George Gershwin for the 1935 opera Porgy and Bess. The 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 lets Snooky take over. He’s 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 Willie Mae Thornton, 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.

Brassy Barbara Dane

Brassy Barbara Dane

One must participate in the emerging struggle around them in order to make art that reflects it.

If you’re an artist, you’ve already got tools. If you don’t know what to write about, remember that truth and reality is what we’re after. You have to know reality to tell the truth about it. You got to get out and be a part of it.”

Born May 12, 1927

Brassy: shamelessly bold

Barbara Dane: Writers would call me a brassy blonde, I thought they meant that I was bleaching my hair, which I was, but they meant personality-wise, that it was brassy because I was opinionated in their way of looking at it.

In 2011, I volunteered to do a short presentation on 1960s protest music. Without realizing it, I had stepped into a deep warren and soon realized that what I knew about protest music was a page in an multi-volume encyclopedia.

Since then, I have continued to find new names and songs that fell into the category, but more than a decade I (again sophomorically) thought that there weren’t any new names to discover. Wrong.

Brassy Barbara Dane

Barbara Dane

Screen grab from the trailer for the Arhoolie Foundation documentary film “The Nine Lives of Barbara Dane”
Detroit

Barbara Dane grew up in Detroit.  Even as a teenager in the 1940s she was an activist singing at demonstrations for racial equality and economic justice. Her voice was strong and promoters began to offer her chances to turn professional. She turned them down to “sing at factory gates and in union halls.”  

Brassy Barbara Dane

Prague

Brassy Barbara Dane

In 1947, she flew to Europe to attend the “The Prague World Youth Festival.” It was  a gathering that brought together about 20,000 students, from several dozen countries. The idea was to allow leftist oriented young people to discuss (and play) music, folk song,  as well as sports and entertainment.

She said of it, “That ‘47 festival was my introduction to a whole world of music and musicians and a reason for singing…that I had never imagined was out there. [I]…met a great variety of singers and got the sense that what I was trying to do in my little old way in Detroit was connected to a worldwide impulse of putting your musical abilities at the service of a worldwide movement toward peace and understanding, and you know just the linking up the good guys in the world through their songs.”

San Francisco

Dane moved to San Francisco in 1949. She continued singing and found gigs on the radio and early TV.  She also found the blues.

Why the blues? “Because they speak from the heart to the heart. The blues were born out of the worst conditions one people can force upon another —out of slavery and exploitation—and were given to the world in the spirit of turning madness into sanity, pain into joy, bondage into freedom, and enmity into unity.  This is music for survivors, and this spirit is something to be learned from, shared and spread as far as it will go!  No matter what the words say, no matter who I’m singing to, this is always what I’m singing about.

Her first professional jazz job was with Turk Murphy at the old Tin Angel in l956.

Hoot-N-Anny Records

In the early 1950s,  Dane started a record label called Hoot-N-Anny Records. Just 78 rpms. In the mid Fifties, the label published “Hoot-N-Anny Tonight,” the first LP of a live folk music concert.

In 1958 she started to work for Folkways Records founder, Moses Asch. Asch did the actual recording and she was responsible for the rest of a record’s production.

Luis Armstrong

Dane continued to sing and Louis Armstrong had told Time magazine readers, “Do you get that chick? She’s a gasser!” Dane appeared with Armstrong’s band on January 7, 1959 on the Timex All-Star Show hosted by Jackie Gleason.

Here’s the performance. Dane’s is great, but of course the whole band is outstanding.

Brassy Barbara Dane

Ebony magazine

In a November 1959 issue of Ebony magazine, it said that Dane was “startlingly blonde, especially when that powerful dusky alto voice begins to moan of trouble, two-timing men and freedom … with stubborn determination, enthusiasm and a basic love for the underdog, [she is] making a name for herself … aided and abetted by some of the oldest names in jazz who helped give birth to the blues.”

I highly recommend following the link above to see (as well as read) the article. Some of the advertising  is startling.

Brassy Barbara Dane

Sugar Hill: Home of the Blues

Barbara Dane married a World War II veteran who had been a prisoner of war.  Living in San Francisco, they had three children together, but his war experience had left him dysfunctional.

Despite her difficulties, she decided to open a club.

From her site: In 1961 Barbara opened her own club, Sugar Hill: Home of the Blues, on San Francisco’s Broadway, with the idea of creating a respectful venue for the music  right on the tourist rialto where a wider audience could come in contact with it. There Dane performed regularly with her two most constant musical companions:  Kenny “Good News” Whitson on piano and cornet, and Wellman Braud, former Ellington bassist. Among her guest artists were Jimmy Rushing, Mose Allison, Mama Yancey, Tampa Red, Lonnie Johnson, Big Mama Thornton, Lightnin’ Hopkins, T-Bone Walker, Brownie McGhee and Sonny Terry, as well as the many jazz musicians who came regularly to sit in. 

Though her success as a blues singer continued to expand, she also continued her singing with activists.  The club , despite its popularity, did not succeed.

Meaningful music that might change the world for the better was what mattered.  “Why would I want to stand in front of a band with a low-cut dress singing stupid words when I could be singing for workers who are on strike?  It didn’t seem like a good bargain to me.”

Brassy Barbara Dane

1966 Cuba Encuentro

In  1966, the now-divorced Dane was living in New York City with the still-married Irwin Silber. He had three children from his marriage. Keep in mind that in October 1962 the US and USSR had  had its nearly catastrophic nuclear standoff  over missiles in Cuba, so when her friend, broadcaster, and filmmaker Estela Bravo invited Barbara to Cuba to perform at the height of the Cold War, it was a huge risk.

From the Smithsonian SideDoor podcast: Officially, it was the “Encuentro Internacional de la Canción Protesta.” In English, that becomes the “International Gathering of Protest Music.” The idea was to have a friendly get-together, where singers, poets and left wing revolutionaries of all kinds could share ideas about how to push forward political movements through music. Kind of a “Here’s what works in my country, how would you approach it?” There were a few other Americans, but also Australians, Brits, Italians, Angolans, Vietnamese, as well as performers from all over Latin America.”

Afterwards, Dane wrote: “When we came, at last, to the world-famous beach resort of Varadero… we made a head-long dash into the soft blue waves. Small laughing heroines of the NLF [Vietnam’s National Liberation Front] splashed water on the big serious Argentine, the Australian girl was dunked by a Uruguayan boy, and for the moment, Europeans and Americans, Asians and Africans with such serious work at hand were indistinguishable from any group of rowdy tourists—with the difference that we were all conscious of the tremendous struggles waged to secure our right as peoples of all races and from the lower economic classes…”

Brassy Barbara Dane

Fidel Castro himself even showed up at one point and played basketball with some of the youth.

Brassy Barbara Dane

Paredon Records

One of Dane’s takeaways from the Encuentro was the need for a record label that others with the same views as hers could have to release music.

She was not preoccupied with financial success or fame. Albert Grossman, Bob Dylan’s (and many other artists) manager told her to call him when she “got her priorities straight.”

In 1970 she  and Irwin Silber founded Paredon Records, committed to publishing liberation movement music . The label produced 45 albums, including three of her own, over a 12 year period.

Side note: Silber also founder and was the longtime editor of the folk-music magazine Sing Out! 

The first Paradon release was Cancion Protesta: Protest Song of Latin America.  and all of the songs had been recorded during the Encuentro

The first track–just 18 seconds —was Fidel Castro talking about the power of art to win people over to your cause.

Brassy Barbara Dane

Asian-Americans

Not simply an outlet for musicians outside the United States, in 1973, Paradon released A Grain of Sand: Music for the Struggle by Asians in America.

In 1981, Barbara turned the label over to a collective as she wanted to pursue her singing more. The collective could only keep Paradon afloat for a few more years and in 1985, after releasing 50 albums, showcasing protest and anti-colonial movements on six continents, Paredon was over.

The label was recently incorporated into Smithsonian-Folkways, a label of the Smithsonian Institution, and is available through their catalog.

From a NYT article: “Paredon didn’t put out music about politics. They put out music of politics,” said Josh MacPhee, the author of “An Encyclopedia of Political Record Labels” and a founder of the Brooklyn-based Interference Archive, which chronicles the cultural production of social movements. “These are not artists commenting on political issues. These were sounds that were produced by people in motion trying to transform their lives.”

From the same article: The catalog included musicians steeped in social movements at home, like Bernice Johnson Reagon — a founding member of the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee’s Freedom Singers, and later of the a cappella ensemble Sweet Honey in the Rock — whose solo album, “Give Your Hands to Struggle” from 1975, was filled with rhapsodic self-harmonizing. It also included the Covered Wagon Musicians, a group of subversive active-duty Air Force men who sang out from their Idaho base, “We say no to your war!”

Nowadays

In the summer of 2016 Barbara released a new recording Throw It Away… with a trio led by pianist Tammy Hall which was launched with two sold-out shows at Yoshi’s in Oakland. 

In 2017 se was awarded a Cubadisco to honor her early efforts disseminating the political music known as nueva trova on her label and in celebration of her 90th birthday, Barbara did concerts at SFJAZZ, UCLA’s Royce Hall, Berkeley’s Freight & Salvage and Joe’s Pub in NYC.

In February 2018 Smithsonian Folkways released a 2-CD retrospective with selections from their catalog along with never-released archival gems including her historic folkways LP “Barbara Dane and the Chambers Brothers”

The album cover shows Dane with the Chambers Brothers at the Newport Folk Festival in 1965

In October 2022, Heyday publishers released Dane’s autobiography, This Bell Still Rings: My Life of Defiance and Song.

From Heyday’s siteDane’s memoir charts her trajectory from singing in union halls and at factory gates in World War II–era Detroit, to her rise as a respected blues and jazz singer, to her prominence as a folk musician frequently performing at and participating in civil rights and peace demonstrations across the US and abroad—from post-revolutionary Cuba to wartime Vietnam. This Bell Still Rings illuminates “one of the true unsung heroes of American music” (Boston Globe), and it offers a wealth of inspiration for artists, activists, and anyone seeking a life defined by courage and integrity.

The Nine Lives of Barbara Dane

And in 2023, Maureen Gosling, Jed Riffe and Nina Menendez released a full-length documentary called The Nine Lives of Barbara Dane.

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Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

And so it was Sunday 12:30 AM and Saturday’s show continued. CCR would play for about 55 minutes. Some bands sound like their albums. Some decide to improvise around them. Creedence had lots of hit singles and they played them like we’d heard them. For many, that’s what they want.

Last year in an LA Times interview, John  Fogerty recounted his Haze-filled memory of the event:

I’d been seeing a lot of billboards that said something like “Come to Woodstock for 3 days of Peace, Love and Music.” I got the call to perform in June or maybe July, which seemed pretty late in the game. I wanted to make sure Creedence got a good spot and they agreed to put us on at 9 on Saturday night. It turns out we were the first act to sign, and once we did, all the other acts fell in step. But I didn’t know this at the time. We were told we would go on after the Grateful Dead. They didn’t start until after 9, and they played for 45 minutes and I thought, “Great, we’ll be on pretty soon.” But then they started playing again, and played for another 45 minutes. They didn’t finish until after midnight. I found out in the ‘90s that they’d dropped LSD before they went on, and so there they were onstage, what do you say, pretty bewildered. 

We ran onstage ready to rock ’n’ roll, but everybody was just lying there in front of the stage asleep.

The Dead came on at 10:30. They played two songs (four minutes, 46 second), before tech issues forced them to stop for awhile. When they restarted they played for an hour and five minutes.

John’s complaint that the crowd was too tired to listen to their set is belied when you listening to the crowd’s enthusiasm. It’s also interesting to think that “all the other acts fell in step” right after Woodstock Ventures signed them. Hubris.

John was a prolific songwriter and the set shows off that skill. He wrote eight of the eleven other than three covers: I Put a Spell On You by Jay Hawkins, The Night Time Is the Right Time by  Nappy Brown, and Susie Q by Dale Hawkins and Robert Chaisson. It would be his insistence to disallow any other band member’s compositions that eventually drove a wedge between himself and the rest of the band, including his brother, Tom.

At no point in the 2019 Rhino Woodstock — Back To The Garden — The 50th Anniversary Archive release do we hear John say “We’re playing our hearts out for you and want you to have a good time.” nor someone shout back, “Don’t worry about it, John.”

Of course, it could be that John’s statement wasn’t recorded and that the kid’s shout wasn’t picked up, but given the huge amount of conversations and announcements included in the Rhino release, such a call and response would have been included.

Band:

Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Setlist

  • Born on the Bayou
  • Green River
  • Ninty-Nine-and-a-Half (Won’t Do)
  • Bootleg
  • Commotion
  • Bad Moon Rising
  • Proud Mary
  • I Put a Spell on You
  • The Night Time is the Right Time
  • Keep on Chooglin’
  • Susie Q
Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Born on the Bayou

Now when I was just a little boy
Standin’ to my Daddy’s knee
My Poppa said “son, don’t let the man get you do what he done to me”
‘Cause he’ll get you
‘Cause he’ll get you now, now
And I can remember the fourth of July
Runnin’ through the backwood bare
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin’
Chasin’ down a hoodoo there
Chasin’ down a hoodoo there
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Wish I was back on the Bayou
Rollin’ with some Cajun Queen
Wishin’ I were a freight train
Oh, just a-chooglin’ on down to New Orleans
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Oh get back boy
And I can remember the fourth of July
Runnin’ through the backwood bare
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin’
Chasin’ down a hoodoo there
Chasin’ down a hoodoo there
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Green River

Well, take me back down where cool water flows, yeah.
Let me remember things I love,
Stoppin’ at the log where catfish bite,
Walkin’ along the river road at night,
Barefoot girls dancin’ in the moonlight.

I can hear the bullfrog callin’ me.
Wonder if my rope’s still hangin’ to the tree.
Love to kick my feet ‘way down the shallow water.
Shoefly, dragonfly, get back t’your mother.
Pick up a flat rock, skip it across Green River.
Welllllll!

Up at Cody’s camp I spent my days, oh,
With flat car riders and cross-tie walkers.
Old Cody, Junior took me over,
Said, “You’re gonna find the world is smould’rin’.
And if you get lost come on home to Green River.”

Welllllll!

John mentions: “Multitude of problems. I’m sure you don’t want to hear about ’em.”

Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Ninty-Nine-and-a-Half (Won’t Do)

I got to have all your love
Night and day
Not just a little part
But all of your heart, sugar
Ninety-nine and a half just won’t do
Oh, no, no, just won’t get it
Don’t be led in the wrong direction
To start this thing off right
A man need a little love and affection
Yes he do, now
Ninety-nine and a half just won’t do
Whoa, oh, no, no, just won’t get it, all right
Look-a here
We got to bring it on down
Start it off right
We got to stop this messin’ around
And keep our thing up tight
Yes, we do, now
Ninety-nine and a half just won’t do
Whoa, oh, no, no, just won’t get it, all right, sugar
Got to have a hundred
Well, got to have a hundred
All right
Aah, I must do, I must do
I must do now
Oh!
Got to have a hundred, now
Well, got to have a hundred
Aah! Got to have a hundred, too right
Got to have a hundred, now, oh
Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Bootleg

Bootleg, bootleg,
Bootleg, howl.
Bootleg, bootleg,
Bootleg, howl.
Take you a glass of water
Make it against the law.
See how good the water tastes
When you can’t have any at all.
Bootleg, bootleg,
Bootleg, howl.
Bootleg, bootleg,
Bootleg, howl.
Findin’ a natural woman,
Like honey to a bee.
But you don’t buzz the flower.
When you know the honey’s free.
Bootleg, bootleg,
Bootleg, howl.
Bootleg, bootleg,
Bootleg, howl.
Suzy maybe give you some cherry pie,
But lord, that ain’t no fun.
Better you grab it when she ain’t lookin’
‘Cause you know you’d rather have it on the run.
Bootleg, bootleg,
Bootleg, howl.
Bootleg, bootleg,
Bootleg, howl.
Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Commotion

Traffic in the city turns my head around
No, no, no, no, no.
Backed up on the freeway, backed up in the church,
Everywhere you look there’s a frown, frown
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone
People keep atalkin’, they don’t say a word
Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw
Talk up in the White House, talk up to your door,
So much goin’ on I just can’t hear
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone
Hurryin’ to get there so you save some time.
Run, run, run, run, run
Rushin’ to the treadmill, rushin’ to get home,
Worry ’bout the time you save, save
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone
Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Bad Moon Rising

I see the bad moon a-rising
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightnin’
I see bad times today
Don’t go around tonight
Well it’s bound to take your life
There’s a bad moon on the rise
I hear hurricanes a-blowing
I know the end is coming soon
I fear rivers over flowing
I hear the voice of rage and ruin
Well don’t go around tonight
Well it’s bound to take your life
There’s a bad moon on the rise, all right
Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we’re in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye
Well don’t go around tonight
Well it’s bound to take your life
There’s a bad moon on the rise
Don’t come around tonight
Well it’s bound to take your life
There’s a bad moon on the rise
Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Proud Mary

Left a good job in the city
Workin’ for the man ev’ry night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleepin’
Worryin’ ’bout the way things might have been
Big wheel keep on turnin’
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis
Pumped a lot of pane down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of the city
‘Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen
Big wheel keep on turnin’
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
If you come down to the river
Bet you gonna find some people who live
You don’t have to worry ’cause you have no money
People on the river are happy to give
Big wheel keep on turnin’
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

I Put A Spell On You

I put a spell on you, because you’re mine
You better stop the thing that you’re doin’
I said, “Watch out, I ain’t lyin'”, yeah
I ain’t gonna take none of your, foolin’ around
I ain’t gonna take none of your, puttin’ me down
I put a spell on you because you’re mine, all right
I put a spell on you, because you’re mine
You better stop, the thing that you’re doin’
I said, “Watch out, I ain’t lyin'”, yeah
I ain’t gonna take none of your, foolin’ around
I ain’t gonna take none of your, puttin’ me down
I put a spell on you because you’re mine, all right and I took it down
Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

The Nighttime Is the Right Time

You know the night time
Oh, is the right time
To be with the one you love
I said the night time
Ooh, is the right time
To be with the one you love
I said the night time
Ooh, is the right time
To be with the one you love
Baby, I said a baby, baby
Come on and drive me crazy, lord
You know I love you
Always thinkin’ of you
Hey, baby
Oh I said, aw baby
You know the night time
Oh, is the right time
To be with the one you love
Alright sing the song to me
I said the night time
Oh, is the right time
To be with the one you love
I said the night time
Ooh, is the right time
To be with the one you love
I said the night time
Oh, is the right time
To be with the one you love
Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Keep on Chooglin’

Keep on chooglin’
Keep on chooglin’
Keep on chooglin’
Chooglin’,
Chooglin’
Maybe you don’t understand it
But if you’re a natural man,
You got to ball and have a good time
And that’s what I call chooglin’
Here comes Mary lookin’ for Harry,
She gonna choogle tonight
Here comes Louie, works in the sewer,
He gonna choogle tonight
Keep on chooglin’
Keep on chooglin’
Keep on chooglin’
Chooglin’,
Chooglin’
Keep on chooglin’
Keep on chooglin’
Keep on chooglin’
Chooglin’,
Chooglin’
If you can choose it, who can refuse it,
Y’all be chooglin’ tonight
Go on, take your pick, right from the git go,
You gotta choogle tonight
Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

Susie Q

For their encore, called for by a raucous cheering crowd, the band came back for a nearly 11-minute Suzie Q.

Oh, Susie Q, Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q
I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk
I like the way you walk I like the way you talk, Susie Q

Well, say that you’ll be true
well, say that you’ll be true,
Well, say that you’ll be true and never leave me blue, Susie Q

Well, say that you’ll be mine
well, say that you’ll be mine,
Well, say that you’ll be mine, baby all the time, Susie Q

Oh Susie Q, Oh Susie Q
Oh Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q

I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk
I like the way you walk I like the way you talk, Susie Q.

Oh Susie Q, Oh susie Q
Oh Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q

John: “Thank you y’all. See you later.”

Creedence Clearwater Revival Woodstock

The next performance is Janis Joplin.