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Jefferson Airplane Woodstock

Jefferson Airplane Woodstock

Jefferson Airplane Woodstock
The Who had finished, the misty Sunday sunrise appeared, and the Jefferson Airplane would close Saturday’s 22-hour music marathon.

The sun rose and the Jefferson Airplane started at 8 am; they will play for and hour and 45 minutes, thus bringing their set’s ending to around 10 AM. 10 AM meant that Saturday’s part of the festival lasted nearly 22 hours!

It’s a New Dawn

It would be very understandable if the Airplane had done a lackluster performance.  Amusing jokes aside about what kind of party the night had been, et cetera, it was 8 AM! But Grace let everyone know: “All right friends, you have seen the heavy groups, now you will see morning maniac music. Believe me, yea. It’s a new dawn.”

Personnel, the regular guys and…
Setlist
  • The Other Side of This Life
  • Somebody to Love
  • 3/5 of a Mile in 10 Seconds
  • Won’t You Try/Saturday Afternoon
  • Eskimo Blue Day
  • Plastic Fantastic Lover
  • Wooden Ships
  • Uncle Sam Blues
  • Volunteers
  • The Ballad of You & Me & Pooneil
  • Come Back Baby
  • White Rabbit
  • The House at Pooneil Corner
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The Other Side of This LifeJefferson Airplane Woodstock

 

Fred Neil wrote it and the song had been on their then most recent album, Bless Its Pointed Little Head, a live album recorded at both the Fillmore East and West in 1968. This cover is nothing like Neil’s version, but at about 6:18 they call out his name.

Would you like to know a secret just between you and me
I don’t know where I’m going next, I don’t know who I’m gonna be
But that’s the other side of this life I’ve been leading
That’s the other side of this life.
Well my whole world’s in an uproar, my whole world’s upside down
I don”t know where I’m going next, but I’m always bumming around
And that’s another side to this life I’ve been leading
And that’s another side to this life
Well I don’t know what doing for half the time, I don’t know where I’m going
I think I’ll get me a sailing boat and sail the Gulf of Mexico
But that’s another side of this life I’ve been leading
And that’s another side of this life
Well I think I’ll go to Nashville down in Tennessee
The ten cent life I’ve been leading here gonna be the death of me
But that’s the other side of this life I’ve been leading
And that’s another side to this life
Would you like to know a secret just between you and me
I don’t know where I’m going next, I don’t know who I’m gonna be
But that’s the other side of this life I’ve been leading
But that’s the other side of this life.

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Somebody to Love

Darby Slick, 2011

Darby Slick wrote the song. He was a member of The Great Society, a band that included his brother Jerry and Jerry’s wife, Grace.  As a Great Society single, the song didn’t succeed, but when Grace went to the Airplane and the band used Darby’s song, it became one of the biggest hits of the 60s.

Before Grace begins the song, she observes that, “Somehow, this is doing it to me. when I put my hand on it. It’s gonna arc…” likely referring to her mic or mic on the mic stand.

The short delay (“bit of a piano problem”) continues, Grace says that “I’m going sit here and watch the show with you people” but Spencer Dryden’s drums indicate that the show will go on.

When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies
Don’t you want somebody to love, don’t you
Need somebody to love, wouldn’t you
Love somebody to love, you better
Find somebody to love

When the garden flowers baby are dead, yes and
Your mind, your mind is so full of red
Don’t you want somebody to love, don’t you
Need somebody to love, wouldn’t you
Love somebody to love, you better
Find somebody to love

Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
Yeah, but in your head, baby, I’m afraid you don’t know where it is
Don’t you want somebody to love, don’t you
Need somebody to love, wouldn’t you
Love somebody to love, you better
Find somebody to love

Tears are running down and down and down your breast
And your friends, baby they treat you like a guest
Don’t you want somebody to love, don’t you
Need somebody to love, wouldn’t you
Love somebody to love, you better
Find somebody to love

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3/5 of a Mile in 10 Seconds

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Marty Balin wrote it and for those of you who are (like me) wondered how fast 3/5 of a mile in 10 seconds is, but are (also like me) too lazy to do the math, it’s 216 mph. The song appeared on the band’s 1967 Surrealistic Pillow.

As tuning continues, Grace suggest that they just play it out of tune. Do it anyway.

Do away with people blowin’ my mind
Do away with people wastin’ my precious time
Take me to a simple place
Where I can easily see my face
Maybe baby, I’ll see that you were kind
Know I love you baby, yes I do
Know I love you baby, yes I do
Do away with people laughin’ at my hair
Do away with people frownin’ on my precious cares
Take me to a circus tent
Where I can easily pay my rent
And all the other freaks will share my cares
Know I love you baby, yes I do
Know I love you baby, yes I do
Do away with things that come on obscene
Like hot rods, pre-cleaned real fine nicotine
Sometimes the price is sixty-five dollars
Prices like that make a grown man holler
‘Specially when it’s sold by a kid who’s only fifteen
Know I love you baby, yes I do
Know I love you baby, yes I do
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Won’t You Try/Saturday Afternoon

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Written by Paul Kantner, the song had appeared on the band’s 1967 After Bathing At Baxter’s album. According to Jeff Tamarkin‘s history of the Airplane, “baxter” was the band’s code for LSD and the title as a whole translates to “After Tripping On Acid.” The song itself is fairly obvious in its LSD references.

Won’t you try
Won’t you try
Won’t you try
Find a way to need someone
Find a way to see
Find a way to need someone and the sunshine will set you free
Won’t you try
With love before we’re gone
Won’t you try
Won’t you try
Won’t you try

Saturday afternoon
Saturday afternoon
When your head is feeling fine
You can ride inside our car
I will give you caps of blue and silver sunlight for your hair
All that soon will be is what you need to see, my love
Won’t you try
Won’t you try
I do care that you do see
Is it time to leave, my lady
Yes it is I know
Round about and everywhere sunshine instead of snow
Times can’t change that what I say is true

I’ll come through for you
And I’ll come through for you, my love
Won’t you try
Won’t you try
Won’t you try
Won’t you try
Saturday afternoon
Yellow clouds rising in the noon
Acid incense and balloons
Saturday afternoon
People dancing everywhere
Loudly shouting I don’t care
It’s a time for growing, and a time for knowing
Saturday afternoon
Saturday afternoon (won’t you try)
Saturday afternoon (won’t you try)
Saturday afternoon (won’t you try)
Won’t you try (Saturday afternoon)
Won’t you try (Saturday afternoon)
Won’t you try
Won’t you try

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Eskimo Blue Day

Paul Kantner and Grace Slick wrote the song. The Airplane had already recorded their next album, Volunteers, but it would not be released until November where this song appeared.

Sun cuts loose from the frozen
Until it joins with the African sea
In moving it changes its cold and its name
The reason I come and I go is the same
Animal game for me
You call it rain
But the human name
Doesn’t mean shit to a tree
And if you don’t mind heat in your river and
Fork tongue talking from me
Swim like an eel fantastic snake
Take my love when it’s free
Electric feel with me
You call it loud
But the human crowd
Doesn’t mean shit to a tree
Change the strings and notes slide
Change the bridge and string shift down
Shift the notes and bridge sings
Fire eating people
Rising toys of the sun
Energy dies without body warm
Icicles ruin your gun
Water my roots the natural thing
Natural spring to the sea
Sulfur springs make my body float
Like a ship made of logs from a tree
Oh, redwoods talk to me
Say it plainly
The human name
Doesn’t mean shit to a tree
Snow called water going violent
Damn the end of the stream
Too much cold in one place breaks
That’s why you might know what I mean
Consider how small you are
Compared to your scream
The human dream
Doesn’t mean shit to a tree
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Plastic Fantastic Lover

Marty Balin wrote it and the song was the B-side of their Somebody to Love single. While it may seem to refer to something sexual, it apparently refers to a new stereo system Balin purchased.

Before the song, Grace says, “We got a whole lot of orange, and it was fine. Still is fine. Everybody’s vibrating.”

People call out requests.

Her neon mouth with a bleeding talk smile
Is nothing but electric sign
You could say she has an individual style
She’s a part of a colorful time
Super-sealed lady, chrome-color clothes
You wear ’cause you have no other
But I suppose no one knows
You’re my plastic fantastic lover
Your rattlin’ cough never shuts off
Is nothing but a used machine
Your aluminum finish, slightly diminished
Is the best I’ve ever seen
Cosmetic baby, plug into me
And never, ever find another
And I realize no one’s wise
To my plastic fantastic lover
The electrical dust is starting to rust
Her trapezoid thermometer taste
All the red tape is mechanical rape
Of the TV program waste
Data control and I.B.M.
Science is mankind’s brother
But all I see is draining me
On my plastic fantastic lover
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Wooden Ships

David Crosby, Stephen Stills, and Paul Kantner, so this is the rare song that was twice-played at Woodstock by two different groups. The Airplane stretch out the song for 22 minutes compared to CS & N’s 6:46 version.

At a time when so many young people felt disconnected from society and often rejected its values, the notion of getting away had much appeal.

Perhaps Woodstock was a wooden ship for the weekend?

If you smile at me you know I will understand
‘Cause that is something everybody everywhere does
In the same language
I can see by your coat my friend that you’re from the other side
There’s just one thing I got to know
Can you tell me please who won
You must try some of my purple berries
I been eating them for six or seven weeks now
Haven’t got sick once
Probably keep us both alive, yeah
Wooden ships on the water very free and easy
Easy you know the way it’s supposed to be
Silver people on the shoreline leave us be
Very free and easy
Sail away where the morning sun goes high
Sail away where the wind blows sweet and young birds fly
Take a sister by her hand
Lead her far from this barren land
Horror grips us as we watch you die
All we can do is echo your anguished cry
Stare as all you human feelings die
We are leaving
You don’t need us
Oh
Go and take a sister by her hand
Lead her far from this foreign land
Somewhere where we might laugh again
We are leaving
You don’t need us (need us, no)
You don’t need us
Sailing ships on the water very free and easy
Easy you know the way it’s supposed to be
Silver people on the shoreline leave us be
Very free
And gone
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh) no, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh)
Ride the music, ride the music, ride the music
Go ride the music (oh ride), oh ride the music (oh ride), oh, ride the music, c’mon
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Uncle Sam Blues

Jorma Kaukonen and Jack Casady were blues lovers and this is a cover of Oran “Hot Lips” Page’s composition. He wrote it in 1944 in reaction to World War II.  In 1969, the crowd likely had parents who fought in World War II and just as likely knew someone right then who was in Vietnam.

Got my questionnaire baby
You know I’m headed off for war
I got my questionnaire baby
You know I’m headed off for war
Well, now I’m gonna do some fightin’
Well, no one knows what for
Well, Uncle Sam ain’t no woman
You know he sure can take your man
Said Uncle Sam ain’t no woman
You know he sure can take your man
Well, there’s 40, 000 guys in the service list
Doin’ somethin’ somewhere they just don’t
Understand
Well, I’m gonna do some fightin’
Of that I can be sure
Said I’m gonna do some fightin’
Of that I can be sure
Well, now I want to kill somebody
Won’t have to break no kind of law
I got my questionnaire baby
You know I’m headed off for war
I got my questionnaire baby
You know I’m headed off for war
Well, I want to kill somebody
Won’t have to break no kind of law

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Volunteers

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Marty Balin and Paul Kantner wrote this song and it would appear on the upcoming Volunteers album. It will be a single off the album as well.

Look what’s happening out in the streets
Got a revolution (got to revolution)
Hey, I’m dancing down the streets
Got a revolution (got to revolution)
Oh, ain’t it amazing all the people I meet?
Got a revolution (got to revolution)
One generation got old
One generation got soul
This generation got no destination to hold
Pick up the cry
Hey, now it’s time for you and me
Got a revolution (got to revolution)
Hey, come on now we’re marching to the sea
Got a revolution (got to revolution)
Who will take it from you, we will and who are we?
Well, we are volunteers of America (volunteers of America)
Volunteers of America (volunteers of America)
I’ve got a revolution
Got a revolution
Look what’s happening out in the streets
Got a revolution (got to revolution)
Hey, I’m dancing down the streets
Got a revolution (got to revolution)
Oh, ain’t it amazing all the people I meet?
Got a revolution, oh-oh
We are volunteers of America
Yeah, we are volunteers of America
We are volunteers of America (volunteers of America)
Volunteers of America (volunteers of America)
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The Ballad of You & Me & Pooneil

Paul Kantner wrote this song and it had appeared on the Baxter’s album. From WikipediaThe title of the song refers to Winnie the Pooh as well as the folk singer Fred Neil. Parts of the lyric are taken from A. A. Milne‘s first book of children’s poetry, When We Were Very Young. The first four lines of both the first and last verses are taken almost word-for-word from the poem “Spring Morning” in the book. Another source was the Milne poem “Halfway Down”, the origin of the third verse’s lines “Halfway down the stair / Is a stair where I sit”. Neil was a big influence on Paul Kantner, as were Milne’s books.”

If you were a bird and you lived very high
You’d lean on the wind when the breeze came by
You’d say to the wind as it took you away
That’s where I wanted to go today
And I do know that I need to have you around
And I do, I do know that I need to have you around
Love like a mountain springtime
Flashing through the rivers of my mind
It’s what I feel for you
You and me go walking south
And we see all the world around us
The colors blind my eyes and my mind to all but you
And I do know that I need to have you around
And I do, I do know that I need to have you around
Around
I have a house where I can go
When there’s too many people around me
I can sit and watch all the people
Down below goin’ by me
Halfway down the stairs is a stair
Where I sit and think about you and me
I sit and think about you and me
But I wonder will the sun still see all the people goin’ by
Will the moon still hang in the sky when I die
When I die, when I’m high, when I die, when I die?
If you were a cloud and you sailed up there
You’d sail on water as blue as air
You’d see me here in the fields and say
Doesn’t the sky look green today?
But I wonder will the sun still see all the people goin’ by
Will the moon still hang in the sky when I die
When I die, when I die
When I’m high, when I die, die, die, die, die?
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Come Back Baby

Walter Davis

The crowd calls for more. The band returns with a traditional song written and recorded by Walter Davis in 1940. Jorma Kaukonen arranged this cover and it appeared as a bonus track on the 2003 release of Surrealistic Pillow as well as on Kaukonen’s 2007 album Stars in My Crown.

Come back baby, baby please don’t go
Way I love you, I want the world to know
Come back baby, let’s talk it over, one more time

Ah, this old world, well will fade one day
Said come back, baby, and don’t go away now
Ah, come back baby, let’s talk it over, one more time

Ah, come back baby, baby please don’t go
The way I love you, I want the world to know
Come back baby, let’s talk it over, one more time
One more time

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White Rabbit

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Grace Slick wrote it while still with the Great Society. It appeared on Surrealistic Pillow. The song obviously combines Lewis Carroll’s writings imagery with then contemporary drug imagery.

One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you, don’t do anything at all
Go ask Alice, when she’s ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you’re going to fall
Tell ’em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call
He called Alice, when she was just small
When the men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go
And you’ve just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice, I think she’ll know
When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen’s off with her head
Remember what the Dormouse said
Feed your head, feed your head
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The House at Pooneil Corner

This song will appear on the Airplane’s Crown of Creation album. Marty Balin mainly wrote it with help from Paul Kantner.

Matthew Greenwald from AllMusic wroteAn epic closer to Crown of Creation, “House at Pooneil Corners” is as ambitious a song as the Airplane had yet to attempt. In this science fiction-inspired song about a nuclear holocaust, the lyrics illustrate a scene so devastating and frightening that it takes the group’s summer of love image and turns it inside out. Around this time, Kantner was collaborating with David Crosby on “Wooden Ships,” which has a very similar subject matter — although that song certainly has a more escapist tone. Musically, “House” is a minor-key psychedelic masterpiece, driven by a powerful, dark melody and some exquisitely strange guitar lines from Jorma Kaukonen.

You and me we keep walkin’ around and we see
All the bullshit around us
You try and keep your mind on what’s going down
Can’t help but see the rhinoceros around us
[Grace Slick has the band return to the top]
And you wonder what you can do
And you do what you can
To get balled and high
And you know I’m still gonna need you around
You say it’s healing but nobody’s feeling it
Somebody’s dealing – somebody’s stealing it
You say you don’t see and you don’t
You say you won’t know and you won’t let it come
Everything someday will be gone except silence
The Earth will be quiet again
Seas from clouds will wash off the ashes of violence
Left as the memory of men
There will be no survivor my friend
Suddenly everyone will look surprised
Stars spinning wheels in the skies
Sun is scrambled in their eyes
While the moon circles like a vulture
Some people stood at a window and cried one tear
I thought that would stop a war
But someone is killing meAnd that’s the last hour to think anymore
Jelly and juice and bubbles, bubbles on the floorCastles on the cliffs vanish
Cliffs like heaps of rubbish
Seen from the stars hour by hour
As splintered scraps and black powderFrom here to heaven is a scar
Dead center, deep as death
All the idiots have left
The idiots have left
Cows are almost cooing
Turtle doves are mooing
Which is why a Pooh is poohing
In the sun

Sun
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Thus “Saturday” ended and…
Sunday would slowly begin.

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The first act of Sunday was Joe Cocker.

The Who Woodstock

The Who Woodstock

But first Abbie Hoffman.

Sly and the Family Stone had finished one of the festival’s most memorable set (for some the most memorable set) thus far. Chip Monck had reminded the crowd that The Who were next.

Woodstock Ventures never intended that the festival be a political event, but it was 1969 and no one could avoid the presence of Vietnam, assassinations, civil rights, and injustices. Especially if 500,000 young people showed up at the same place at the same time.

PBS described Abbie Hoffman as, ” a radical, revolutionary, political activist and social clown, if somebody is against something, odds are good Hoffman is against it too. Although his fame is cemented in the ’70s, his revolutionary bona fides are established in the ’60s”

Woodstock Ventures had permitted Hoffman to be a part of the event, albeit a minor part. Before The Who came on, he blew into the mic and spoke of the arrest and imprisonment of White Panther John Sinclair who was facing “ten fucking years for two joints of marijuana while we’re all sitting here digging rock music.”  He spoke for 30 seconds.

5 AM

It was 5 AM. Sunrise was about an hour away. Woodstock’s second day of music was 17 hours old.

My favorite album that summer was The Who’s Tommy. Not only was it a great album, I had gotten it for free by re-subscribing to Rolling Stone Magazine. I hoped the band would do some of Tommy. 

Wish completely fulfilled.

Below right is The Tommy album track listing. I have asterisked those songs that The Who did not perform at Woodstock. On the right is their Woodstock setlist.

  1. Overture *
  2. It’s a Boy
  3. 1921
  4. Amazing Journey
  5. Sparks
  6. Eyesight to the Blind/The Hawker
  7. Christmas
  8. Cousin Kevin *
  9. The Acid Queen
  10. Underture *
  11. Do You Think It’s Alright
  12. Fiddle About
  13. Pinball Wizard
  14. There’s a Doctor
  15. Go To the Mirror
  16. Tommy Can You Hear Me? *
  17. Smash the Mirror
  18. Sensation *
  19. Miracle Cure *
  20. Sally Simpson *
  21. I’m Free
  22. Welcome
  23. Tommy’s Holiday Camp
  24. We’re Not Gonna Take It
  1. Heaven and Hell [not Tommy]
  2. I Can’t Explain [not Tommy]
  3. It’s a Boy
  4. 1921
  5. Amazing Journey
  6. Sparks
  7. Eyesight to the Blind
  8. Christmas
  9. Acid Queen
  10. Pinball Wizard
  11. Abbie Hoffman incident
  12. Do You Think It’s Alright?
  13. Fiddle About
  14. There’s a Doctor
  15. Go to the Mirror
  16. Smash the Mirror
  17. I’m Free
  18. Tommy’s Holiday Camp
  19. We’re Not Gonna Take It
  20. Summertime Blues [not Tommy]
  21. Shakin’ All Over[not Tommy]
  22. My Generation[ not Tommy]

Even with Abbie Hoffman’s surprise second brief appearance, the Who are only on stage a bit over an hour.

Personnel

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Heaven and Hell

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Even with only three people in the band typically played an instrument, bassist John Entwistle remained behind the scene to the perpetually moving Pete Townshend, Keith Moon, and Roger Daltry.

Heaven and Hell had been the B-side of the Who’s single, Summertime Blues, but had been on an album.

On top of the sky is a place where you go if you’ve done nothing wrong
If you’ve done nothing wrong
And down in the ground is a place where you go if you’ve been a bad boy
If you’ve been a bad boy
Why can’t we have eternal life
And never die
Never die?
In the place up above you grow feather wings and you fly round and round
With a harp singing hymns
And down in the ground you grow horns and a tail and you carry a fork
And burn away
Why can’t we have eternal life, and never die
Never die?
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I Can’t Explain

I Can’t Explain had been the Who’s first single as the Who (they’d released a single with  “Zoot Suit”/”I’m the Face” as the High Numbers. In a 2015 interview with Rolling Stone, Townshend referred to “I Can’t Explain” as “a song, written by some 18-year-old kid, about the fact that he can’t tell his girlfriend he loves her because he’s taken too many Dexedrine tablets.

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It’s a Boy

Their performance of Tommy did not have the overture the album contained, but as soon as the crowd hears the opening of “It’s a Boy” they knew what was coming.

It’s a boy, Mrs. Walker, it’s a boy
It’s a boy, Mrs. Walker, it’s a boy

A son
A son
A son

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1921

The story continues…

[Lover]

I’ve got a feeling twenty one
Is going to be a good year.
Especially if you and me
See it in together.

[Father:]

So you think 21 is going to be a good year.
It could be for me and her,
But you and her-no never!
I had no reason to be over optimistic,
But somehow when you smiled
I could brave bad weather

[Mother:]

What about the boy?
What about the boy?
What about the boy?
He saw it all!

[Mother and Father:]

You didn’t hear it
You didn’t see it.
You won’t say nothing to no one
ever in your life.
You never heard it
Oh how absurd it
All seems without any proof.
You didn’t hear it
You didn’t see it
You never heard it not a word of it.
You won’t say nothing to no one
Never tell a soul
What you know is the Truth.

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Amazing Journey

Deaf, dumb and blind boy
He’s in a quiet vibration land.
Strange as it seems, his musical dreams
Ain’t quite so bad.
Ten years old with thoughts as bold as thoughts can be.
Loving life and becoming wise
In simplicity.
Sickness will surely take the mind
Where minds can’t usually go.
Come on the amazing journey
And learn all you should know.
A vague haze of delirium
Creeps up on me.
All at once a tall stranger I suddenly see.
He’s dressed in a silver sparkled
Glittering gown
And his golden beard flows
Nearly down to the ground.
Nothing to say and nothing to hear
And nothing to see.
Each sensation makes a note
In my symphony.
Sickness will surely take the mind
Where minds can’t usually go.
Come on the amazing journey
And learn all you should know.
His eyes are the eyes that
Transmit all they know.
Sparkle warm crystalline glances to show
That he is your leader
And he is your guide
On the amazing journey
Together you’ll ride.
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Sparks

An amazing instrumental.

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Eyesight to the Blind/The Hawker

The Who used the lyrics written by Sonny Boy Williamson for the rock opera’s next song.

You talk about your woman
I wish you could see mine
You talk about your woman
I wish you could see mine
Every time she starts to lovin’
She brings eyesight to the blind
You know her daddy gave her magic
I can tell by the way she walks
Her daddy gave her magic,
I can tell by the way she walks
Every time she start to shakin’
The dumb begin to talk
She’s got the power to heal you, never fear!
She’s got the power to heal you, never fear!
Just a word from her lips
And the deaf begin to hear
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Christmas

The story continues and we hear for the first time the heart wrenching lines, See me, feel me, touch me, heal me!

Did you ever see the faces of the children
They get so excited
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun’s ignited
They believe in dreams and all they mean
Including heaven’s generosity
Peeping round the door
To see what parcels are for free
In curiosity
And Tommy doesn’t know what day it is
He doesn’t know who Jesus was
Or what praying is
How can he be saved
From the eternal grave?
Surrounded by his friends
He sits so silently
And unaware of anything
Playing poxy pinball,
Picks his nose and smiles and
Pokes his tongue at everything
I believe in love
But how can men who’ve never seen
Light be enlightened
Only if he’s cured
Will his spirits future level ever heighten
And Tommy doesn’t know what day it is
He doesn’t know who Jesus was
Or what praying is
How can he be saved
From the eternal grave?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
How can he be saved?
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me!
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me!
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Can you, can you, can you hear me?
How can he be saved?
Did you ever see the faces of the children
They get so excited
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun’s ignited
They believe in dreams and all they mean
Including heaven’s generosity
Peeping round the door
To see what parcels are for free
In curiosity
And Tommy doesn’t know what day it is
He doesn’t know who Jesus was
Or what praying is
How can he be saved
From the eternal grave?
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Acid Queen

[Gypsy:]

If your man ain’t all he should be now
This girl will put him right.
I’ll show him what he could be now
Just give me one night.
I’m the Gypsy – the acid Queen.
Pay before we start.
I’m the Gypsy – The acid queen.
I’ll tear your soul apart.

Give us a room and close the door
Leave us for a while.
Your boy won’t be a boy no more
Young, but not a child.
I’m the Gypsy – the acid queen.
Pay before we start.
I’m the Gypsy the acid queen.
I’ll tear your soul apart.

Gather your wits and hold on fast,
Your mind must learn to roam.
Just as the Gypsy Queen must do
You’re gonna hit the road.

My work is done now look at him
He’s never been more alive.
His head it shakes his fingers clutch.
Watch his body writhe
I’m the Gypsy – the acid queen.
Pay before we start.
I’m the Gypsy – I’m guaranteed.
To break your little heart.

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Pinball Wizard

Playing a pinball machine was a common entertainment. It was for Boomers, the Game Boy before the Game Boy. The band skips the album’s Underture and jumps Pinball Wizard in front of Do You Think It’s Alright

Ever since I was a young boy
I’ve played the silver ball
From Soho down to Brighton
I must have played them all
But I ain’t seen nothing like him
In any amusement hall

That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!

He stands like a statue
Becomes part of the machine
Feeling all the bumpers
Always playing clean
Plays by intuition
The digit counters fall

That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!

He’s a pinball wizard
There has to be a twist
A pinball wizard’s got such a supple wrist

‘How do you think he does it?
I don’t know
What makes him so good?’

Ain’t got no distractions
Can’t hear no buzzers and bells
Don’t see no lights a-flashin’
Plays by sense of smell
Always gets the replay
Never seen him fall

That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!

I thought I was The Bally table king
But I just handed my pinball crown to him

Even on my favorite table
He can beat my best
His disciples lead him in
And he just does the rest
He’s got crazy flipper fingers
Never seen him fall

That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!

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Abbie Hoffman interruptus

This is the Abbie Hoffman that Woodstock remembers. For whatever reason Hoffman felt he needed another moment to emphasize John Sinclair’s plight. Townshend reportedly didn’t know who Hoffman was and tells him to “Get off my fuckin’ stage.” The crown enthusiastically endorses Townshend’s view, but then he says, “I can dig it.”

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Do You Think It’s Alright?

Getting uncomfortable now both lyrically and after the brief Do You Think It’s Alright Townshend says that the “the next fuckin’ person who comes on the stage is gonna get fuckin’ killed [applause]. I mean it.” Apparently he’s had a change of heart.

Do you think it’s alright
To leave the boy with Uncle Ernie?
Do you think it’s alright
He’s had a few too many tonight
Do you think it’s alright? I think it’s alright

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Fiddle About

Uncle Ernie babysits.

I’m your wicked Uncle Ernie
I’m glad you won’t see or hear me
As I fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about

Your mother left me here to mind you
Now I’m doing what I want to
Fiddling about, fiddling about, fiddle about

Down with the bedclothes
Up with your nightshirt
Fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about

Fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about

You won’t shout as I fiddle about
Fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about
Fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about

Fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about
Fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about

Fiddle, fiddle, fiddle

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There’s a Doctor

There’s a man I’ve found
Could bring us all joy!
There’s a doctor in town could cure the boy!
There’s a doctor in town could cure the boy!

There’s a man I’ve found could remove his sorrow,
He lives in this town let’s see him tomorrow,
He lives in this town let’s see him tomorrow!

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Go to the Mirror

The return of the refrain, See me, feel me, touch me, heal me

[Doctor:]
He seems to be completely unreceptive
The tests I gave him show no sense at all
His eyes react to light the dials detect it
He hears but cannot answer to your call

[Tommy:]
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me

[Doctor:]
There is no chance no untried operation
All hope lies with him and none with me
Imagine though the shock from isolation
When he suddenly can hear and speak and see

[Tommy:]
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me

[Doctor:]
His eyes can see
His ears can hear his lips speak
All the time the needles flick and rock
No machine can give the kind of stimulation
Needed to remove his inner block

Go to the mirror boy
Go to the mirror boy

[Father:]
I often wonder what he’s feeling
Has he ever heard a word I’ve said?
Look at him in the mirror dreaming
What is happening in his head?

[Tommy:]
Listening to you I get the music
Gazing at you I get the heat
Following you I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet

Right behind you I see the millions
On you I see the glory
From you I get opinions
From you I get the story

[Father:]
What is happening in his head
Ooooh I wish I knew, I wish I knew

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Smash the Mirror

Skipping Tommy Can You Hear Me? the band jumps to Smash the Mirror.

[Mother:]

You don’t answer my call
With even a nod or a twitch
But you gaze at your own reflection!
You don’t seem to see me
But I think you can see yourself.
How can the mirror affect you?

Can you hear me
Or do I surmise?
That you fear me can you feel my temper
RISE.

Do you hear or fear or
Do I smash the mirror.
Do you hear of fear or
Do I smash the mirror? SMASH!

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I’m Free

Skipping Sensation, Miracle Cure, and Sally Simpson the band jumps to I’m Free.

[Tommy:]

I’M FREE- I’m free,
And freedom tastes of reality,
I’m free-I’m free,
AN’ I’m waiting for you to follow me.

If I told you what it takes
to reach the highest high,
You’d laugh and say ‘nothing’s that simple’
But you’ve been told many times before
Messiahs pointed to the door
And no one had the guts to leave the temple!

I’m free-I’m free
And freedom tastes of reality
I’m free-I’m free
And I’m waiting for you to follow me.

[Chorus:]

How can we follow?
How can we follow?

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Tommy’s Holiday Camp

Skipping “Welcome” the band goes directly to camp.

Good morning Campers!

I’m your Uncle Ernie
and I’ll welcome you to Tommy’s Holiday Camp
The camp with the difference
Nevermind the weather
When you come to Tommy’s
The holiday’s forever

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We’re Not Gonna Take It

The band closes Tommy with what is also the album’s last song and for many one of the most plaintive songs ever written.

Welcome to the camp
I guess you all know why we’re here
My name is Tommy
And I became aware this year
If you want to follow me
You’ve got to play pinball
And put in your ear plugs
Put on your eye shades
You know where to put the cork

Hey you gettin’ drunk
So sorry, I got you sussed
Hey you smokin’ mother nature
This is a bust
Hey hung up old Mr. Normal
Don’t try to gain my trust
‘Cause you ain’t gonna follow me
Any of those ways
Although you think you must

We’re not gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it
Never did and never will
We’re not gonna take it
Gonna break it
Gonna shake it
Let’s forget it better still

Now you can’t hear me
Your ears are truly sealed
You can’t speak either
Your mouth is filled
You can’t see nothing
And pinball completes the scene
Here comes Uncle Ernie
To guide you to
Your very own machine

We’re not gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it
Never did and never will
Don’t want no religion
And as far as we can tell
We ain’t gonna take you
Never did and never will
We forsake you
Gonna rape you
Let’s forget you better still

We forsake you
Gonna rape you
Let’s forget you better still

See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me

Listening to you, I get the music
Gazing at you, I get the heat
Following you, I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet
Right behind you, I see the millions
On you, I see the glory
From you, I get opinions
From you, I get the story

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Summertime Blues

Tommy is over, but not The Who. “Summertime Blues” is a song co-written and recorded by Eddie Cochran.

Well, I’m gonna raise a fuss
I’m gonna raise a holler
‘Bout workin’ all summer
Just to try to earn a dollar
Well, I went to the bossman
Tried to get a break
But the boss said ‘No dice, son,
You gotta work late’
Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
‘Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
Well, my Mom and Poppa told me
Son, you gotta earn some money
If you want to use the car
To go riding next Sunday
Well, I didn’t go to work
I told the boss I was sick
He said ‘You can’t use the car
‘Cause you didn’t work a lick’
Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
There ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
Gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
Gonna take my problem
To the United Nations
Well’ I went to my congressman
He said ‘quote’
‘I’d like to help you son,
But you’re too young to vote’
Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
‘Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
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Shakin’ All Over

“Shakin’ All Over” is a song originally performed by Johnny Kidd & the Pirates. Johnny Kidd wrote it and his original recording reached No. 1 on the UK Singles Chart in August 1960.

 

When you move in right up close to me
That’s when I get the shakes all over me
Quivers down my back bone
I’ve got the shakes down the kneebone
Yeah havin’ the tremors in the thighbone
Shakin’ all over
Just the way you say goodnight to me
Brings that feeling on inside of me
Quivers down my back bone
I’ve got the quivers down the thighbone
Yeah the tremors in my back bone
Shakin’ all over
Quivers down my back bone
Yeah I have the shakes in the kneebone
I’ve got the tremors in the back bone
Shakin’ all over
Well, you make me shake and I like it, baby
Well, you make me shake and I like it, baby
Well, you make me shake and I like it, baby
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My Generation

The song was released as a single on 29 October 1965, reaching No. 2 in the UK, The Who’s highest charting single in their home countr and No. 74 in America.“My Generation” also appeared on The Who’s 1965 debut album, My Generation (The Who Sings My Generation in the United States),

People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
Why don’t you all f-fade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Don’t try to dig what we all s-s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to ’cause a big s-s-sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-g-g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
My generation
This is my generation, baby
Why don’t you all f-fade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
And don’t try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to ’cause a b-big s-s-sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
My my my generation
People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we g-g-get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
My my my generation
this is my generation
(Talkin’ ’bout my generation) this is my generation
(Talkin’ ’bout my generation) this is my generation
(Talkin’ ’bout my generation) this is my generation
(Talkin’ ’bout my generation) this is my generation
(Talkin’ ’bout my generation) this is my generation
(Talkin’ ’bout my generation) this is my generation
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Sunday Sunrise

The sun rose and it was good.

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Sunday morning August 17, 1969. Photo by J Shelley
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The next act is the Jefferson Airplane.

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!
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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
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Sing A Simple Song

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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
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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
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Medley

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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

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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

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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
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Love City

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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
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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

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The next act was The Who.