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Rating: I begin this review by saying that generally when I discover a new artist, I try to get what are considered the best albums, feeling a bit of skepticism towards works deemed less brilliant and also towards live albums. Well, this story went on until this "Classic Live" by Aerosmith, I confess that I bought it when I already had many of the band's albums from the '70s and not finding "Live Bootleg" it fell into my hands, and I noticed that many of the songs were classics, so it became mine.
Why this introduction? I answer immediately, because this live was the first I bought, and from that moment on, I began to think that a true artist is distinguished especially by their skill in performing in front of an audience and away from the recording studios.
Let's leave my very subjective opinion to talk about the album, which is actually a collection that combines two different "collages" of live recordings made at the end of the '70s and during the '80s, released under the name "Classic Live 1" and "Classic Live 2" in 1986. We can therefore say that it seems these recordings were made during the less fortunate period for the band, with the partial departure of the two guitarists Joe Perry and Brad Whitford. Unfortunately, the CD booklet does not precisely specify the recording date of all the songs, but in some, there are Jimmy Crespo and Rick Dufay.
Certainly, among all the live recordings by Aerosmith, this one has the rawest and thus hardest sound, but it is also marked by a terrible recording, especially that of the drums, whose sound is very "plastic" making it almost seem like a bootleg. From a technical point of view, it is perhaps the least well-played, and even Steven Tyler this time has a voice that is too hoarse except in some pieces; in my opinion, that beautiful voice was really ruined by the singer's heavy drug abuse in the '70s.
But fortunately, there are not only negatives because never like on this record will the band play with such energy and instill an insane desire to dance and move, almost causing the listener to lose their critical sense (or at least that's what happened to me). The tracklist is definitely thrilling, all the classics are there, and it's pleasing to see that real gems have been retrieved, such as "Movin Out", "Three Mile Smile / Refer Head Woman", and a song recorded in the studio, which is actually a B-side from "Get Your Wings": it's "Major Barbra".
Let's now analyze the setlist. "Train Kept a Rollin" opens the album and here we find it faster, without the initial solos and with a very energetic Tyler. The notes and high pitches of "Kings and Queens" convey unique emotions, and with "Sweet Emotion" there's moshing, notably with the long final solo. "Dream On" is recorded even worse than the others and sung poorly by a very hoarse Tyler. "Mama Kin" recovers with an exceptional performance, extremely fast and highly engaging. The two "Three Mile Smile / Refer Head Woman" are very intense. Beautiful performance of "Lord of the Thighs", extended quite a bit by guitar solos. "Major Barbra" is, as previously said, recorded in the studio, a nice ballad, but nothing more. The performances of "Back in the Saddle" and "Walk this Way" are very charged, and here the energy is really at its peak. "Movin' Out" is raw just enough and Tyler hits very high notes. The listener is hit with an electric shock from "Draw the Line" and "Same Old Song and Dance". A more hard rock "Last Child" further warms up the atmosphere, a slower but enjoyable "Let the Music Do the Talking", and the fast closer track "Toys in the Attic".
In my opinion, it is a very underrated live album, perhaps because one first looks at the recording period. But upon listening, one will realize that in terms of energy it has nothing to envy from the previous "Live Bootleg" or the subsequent mediocre "A Little South of Sanity". In terms of stars, I must say that the four given are not "full", the rating would be a 3.5.
Tracklist and Lyrics
01 Train Kept a Rollin' (03:20)
Well on a train I met a dame
She rather handsome, we kinda looked the same
She was pretty from New York City
I'm walkin down that old fair lane
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said train kept a rollin all night long
Train kept a rollin all night long
Train kept a rollin all night long
Train kept a rollin all night long
With a heave and a ho
But I just couldn't tell her so, no no no
Well get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so, no no no
Yeah, train I met a dame
She rather handsome we kinda looked the same
A she were pretty from New York City
I'm walkin down that old fair lane
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said train kept a rollin all night long
Train kept a rollin all night long
Train kept a rollin all night long
Train kept a rollin all night long
I'm in heat with a h*e
But I just couldn't tell her, na na na na
Well get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her
Well we made a stop in Albuquerque
She musta thought I was a real cool jerk
Climbin off the train and lookin handsome
Lookin so good jack couldn't let it go
Ooooh but I just couldn't tell her so
I said train kept a rollin all night long
Train kept a rollin all night long
Train kept a rollin all night long
Train kept a rollin all night long
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her, na na no
02 Kings and Queens (04:46)
Long ago in days I'm told
Were ruled by Lords of greed
Maidens fared with gold they dared
To bare their wombs that bleed
Kings and queens and guillotines
Taking lives denied
Starch and parchment laid the laws
When bishops took the ride
Only to deceive
Oh I know I lived this life before
Somehow know now truths I must be sure
Tossin, turnin' nightmares burnin'
Dreams of swords in hand
Sailin' ships the Viking spits
The blood of father's land
Only to deceive
Living times of knights and mares
Raising swords for maidens fair
Sneer at death
Fear only loss of pride
Living other centuries
Deja vu or what you please
Follows true to all who do or die
Screams of no reply
They died
Screams of no reply
And died
Lordy Lordy they died
Lordy Lordy they died
Live and do or die
They died
Live and no reply
They died
03 Sweet Emotion (05:13)
Sweet emotion
Sweet emotion
You talk about things and nobody cares
You're wearing other things that nobody wears
You're calling my name but I gotta make it clear
I can't say baby where I'll be in a year
Some sweat hod mama with a face like a gent
Said, "My 'get up and go' must have got up and went"
Well I got good news, she's a real good liar
'Cause the backstage boogie set your pants on fire
Sweet emotion
Sweet emotion
I pulled into town in a police car
Your daddy said I took it just a little too far
You tellin' me things but your girlfriend lied
You can't catch me 'cause the rabbit done died
Yes it did
You stand in the front just a-shakin' your ass
I'll take you backstage, you can drink from my glass
I talk about something you can sure understand
'Cause a month on the road and I'll be eatin' from your hand
04 Dream On (04:47)
Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines in my face gettin' clearer
The past is gone
It went by like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay, yeah
I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win
Half my life's in books' written pages
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know it's true
All the things
Come back to you
Sing with me
Sing for the year
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear
Sing it with me
If it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Sing with me
Sing for the year
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear
Sing it with me
If it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Dream on, dream on, dream on
Dream yourself a dream come true
Dream on, dream on, dream on
Dream until your dreams come true
Dream on, dream on, dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on, dream on, ahh
Sing with me
Sing for the year
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear
Sing it with me
If it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord can take you away
Sing with me
Sing for the year
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear
Sing it with me
If it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord can take you away
05 Mama Kin (03:43)
It ain't easy, livin' like a gypsy
Tell ya, honey, how I feel
I've been dreaming
Floatin' down stream and
Losin' touch with all that is real
Whole earth lover, keepin' under cover
Never knowin' where ya been
You've been fadin', always out paradin'
Keepin' touch with Mama kin
Well you've always got your tail on the wag
Shootin' fire from your mouth just like a dragon
You act like a perpertual drag
You better check it out
Cause someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
It ain't easy, livin' like you wanna
And it's so hard to find piece of mind
Yes it is
The way I see it, you've got to say shit
But don't forget to drop me a line
Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen
And workin' for you dad is just a drag
He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams
You better check it out
Cause someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
Chorus:
Keepin' touch with Mama kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy,
Sleeping late and smoking tea
Chorus
It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna
And it's so hard to find piece of mind
Yes it is
The way I see it, you've got to say shit
But don't forget to drop me a line
Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen
And workin' for you dad is just a drag
He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams
You better check it out
Cause someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
Chorus
Chorus
07 Lord of the Thighs (07:05)
down to who knows who, just to socialize
I'm waiting for my girls, when you caught my eyes
you got no way to make a man
honey you got to understand
I'm your man, child, lord of the thighs!
well, well, lordy my God, what do we got here
she's flashin' 'cross the floor, make it perfectly clear
you're the bait and you're the hook
someone bound to take a look
I'm your man, child, lord of the thighs!
you must've come here to find it
you've got the look in your eyes
although you really don't mind it
I am the lord of your thighs!
08 Major Barbara (04:04)
Major Barbara
Major Barbara
Major barbara sits in the fields
And waits for her crops to grow
She sits in a chair, that she made outta wood
So many many years ago
Major why won't they grow
You've given them water and hope
Major why won't they grow
She waits all day,
And she hopes through the night
For a new day that might show
A bright yellow sun
That'll make the crops come
And let the old days go
Major why won't they grow
You've given them water and hope
Major why won't they grow
Major... Look out in your feild
Tell me, what do you see shinin' through?
Major... Look after your fields
And your fields will look after you
Yes they do
Yeah they do
Yeah Yeah Yeah...
Major why won't they grow
You've given them water and hope
Major why won't they grow
Major... Look out in your fields
Tell me what do you see shinin' through
Major... Look after your fields
And your fields will look after you
Yes they do
Yeah they do
Yeah Yeah Yeah...
09 Back in the Saddle (04:38)
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
Ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon
I'm lookin' for old Sukie Jones she crazy horse saloon
Barkeep gimme a drink that's when she caught my eye
She turned to give me a wink that make a grown man cry
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
Come easy, go easy, all right till the rising sun
I'm calling all the shots tonight I'm like a loaded gun
Peelin' off my boots and chaps I'm saddle sore
Four bits gets you time in the racks I scream for more
Fools' gold out of their mines the girls are soaking wet
No tongue's drier than mine I'll come when I get back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm ridin', I'm loadin' up my pistol
I'm ridin', I really got a fistful
I'm ridin', I'm shinin' up my saddle
I'm ridin', this snake is gonna rattle
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
Ridin' high
Ridin' high
Ridin' high
Already
10 Walk This Way (04:21)
Well there's a backseat lover who's always undercover
and I talked to my Dad he say
He said "You ain't seen nothin' till you're down on a muffin
Then you're sure to be a changin' your ways"
I met a cheerleader
Was a real young bleeder
All the times I could reminisce
'Cause the best things in lovin' with her sister and her cousin
Only started with a little kiss like this!
Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
I sing "Hey diddle diddle"
Put your kitty in the middle of the swing
Like you didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Wasn't me she was foolin'
'Cause she knew what she was doin'
And I knowed love was here to stay
When she told me to...
CHORUS
walk this way, talk this way, walk this way
talk this way,
Uh, just gimme a kiss!
Like this.
School girl sweetie with a classy kinda sassy
Little skirt's climbin' way up her knee,
There was three young ladies in the school gym locker
When I noticed they was lookin' at me.
I was a high school loser, never made it with the ladies
Till the boys told me somethin' I missed,
Then my next door neighbor with a daughter had a favor
So I gave her just a little kiss a like this
Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air,
I sing "Hey diddle diddle"
Put your kitty in the middle of the swing
Like you didn't care.
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play,
Wasn't me she was foolin'
'Cause she knew what she was doin'
When she told me how to walk this way.
She told me to
CHORUS
11 Movin' Out (05:44)
Ha ha ha ha...yea
We all live on the edge of town
Where we all live ain't a soul around
People start a' comin' all we do is just a' grin
Said we gotta move it out 'cause the city's movin' in
I said we gotta move it out 'cause the city's movin' in
Tell me who you know and i'll tell ya who to
Go see my friend he'll set you free
Tell me what you need and maybe I can go too
No one knows the way but maybe me
Nobody Knows where nobody shows there
Nobody goes there you can find me... yeahhhh....
Good mornin' glory allelujah to ya
What is the story
And what's been goin' through ya
Livin' like a king off the fat of the land
Workin' like a dog in a rock and roll band
We're movin' we're getting out
We're movin' without a doubt
We're movin' we're goin' far
We're movin' oh yes we are
'Cause nobody goes there nobody shows there
Nobody knows where you can find me
Nobody knows there nobody shows there
Nobody knows where you can find me
Noooo... no no no no... it's all comin' down on you... yeah
Now now now oh...
Wooa...
Level with God and you're in tune with the universe
Talk with yourself and you'll hear what you wanna know
Gotta rise above 'cause below it's only gettin' worse
Life in time will take you where you wanna go
Yeah... where you wanna go
Where you wanna go
Where you going
Where you going
Where you going
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ahhhh... oua oua... come on
Good mornin' glory allelujah to ya
What is the story
And what's been goin' through ya
Livin' like a king off the fat of the land
Workin' like a dog in a rock and roll band
We're movin' we're getting out
We're movin' without a doubt
We're movin' we're goin' far
We're movin' oh... yes we are... 'cause
Nobody knows where nobody shows where
Nobody knows where you can find me
Nobody knows where nobody shows where
Nobody knows where you can find me
? (Well down and down round and down and better catch your mama
so you know where i'm goin) ?
We all live on the edge of town
Where we all live ain't a soul around
People start a' comin' all we do is just a grin
Said we gotta move it out 'cause the city's movin' in
I said we gotta move it out 'cause the city's movin' in...hey
12 Draw the Line (04:46)
Checkmate honey, beat you at your own damn game
No dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane
Feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain
Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind
Where to draw the line
An Indian summer, Carrie was all over the floor
She was a wet net winner, and rarely ever left the store
She'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me
Oh, pass me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time
Nowhere to draw the line
Hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs
Oh, you told Carrie, and promised her you wouldn't be long
Heads I win, tails you lose, lord it's such a crime
No dice honey, you the salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose
Where to draw the line
Checkmate
Don't be late
Take another pull
That's right
Impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss
The toss
The dice
The price
Grab yourself a slice
Nowhere to draw the line
13 Same Old Song and Dance (05:45)
Get yourself a cooler lay yourself low
Coincidental murder with nothing to show
The judge constipation will go to his head
And his wife's aggravation you're soon enough dead
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance my friend... sing it
(It's the same old story)
(Same old song and dance my friend)
Yeah... gotcha with the cocaine they found wit'chor gun
No smoothy face lawyer to get'cha undone
You say love ain't the same on the south side of town
You could look but you ain't gonna find it around
Same old story
Same old song and dance my friend
It's the same old story
Same old story same old song and dance
Listen... When your fate starts knockin'
Doors start lockin'
Your old time connection
Change your direction
You ain't gonna change it
Can't rearrange it
Can't stand the pain when
It's all the same to you my friend
Yeah it's true... my friend.... wak gi gi goa
Come on come on come on come on... yeah
When you're low down and dirty from walkin' the street
Wit'chor old hurdy gurdy and no one to meet
You say love ain't the same the south side a town
You could look but you ain't gonna find it around
Same old story
Same old song and dance my friend
It's the same old story
Same old story same old song and dance... eah yeah eah yeah...
14 Last Child (03:42)
I'm dreaming tonight, I'm living back home.
Right!
Take me back to a south Tallahassee.
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafras-y.
Can't stand up on my feet in the city.
Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty.
Yes, sir. No, sir.
Don't come close to my
home, sweet home.
Can't catch no dose
of my hot tail poontang sweetheart.
Sweathog ready to make a silk purse
from a J. Paul Getty and his ear
with her face in her beer.
Home, sweet home.
Get out in the field;
put the mule in the stable.
Ma', she's a cookin',
put the eats on the table.
Hate's in the city
and my love's in the meadow.
Hands on the plow
and my feet in the ghetto.
Stand up, sit down.
Don't do nothing,
It ain't no good when the boss-man
stuffin' down their throats
for paper notes
and their babies cry
while cities lie at their feet
when you're rockin' the street.
Home, sweet home.
Mama, take me home, sweet home.
I was the last child.
I'm just a punk in the street.
15 Let the Music Do the Talking (05:44)
Rock-a-bye baby, if you wanna dance
Grab yourself a body and take a chance
Said one time around is all you get
I'm still dancin', so you lost your bet
I got a hardcore mama with a hot hoochie coo
Make my wheels start spinnin' like a formula two
Got one for the money, two for the show
Three for my honey, and four to let you know that I
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking ('Cause I can't wait)
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Cheesecake, maybe if I take another bite
I'm a real fat city, I'm an aero delight
Threw out my pipe and my alkaline
Got a squeaky clean body and a dirty mind
I'm a real fine dancer, I'll be cuttin' the rug
Got a brand new baby, she's my brand new drug
I got one for the money, two for the show
Three for my honey, and four to let you know that I
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking ('Cause I can't wait)
Let the music do the talking (I gotta get it)
Let the music do the talking
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yak yak yak
Yak yak yak yak yak yak yeow!
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
16 Toys in the Attic (04:03)
In the attic, lights
Voices scream, nothing seems
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things that you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years, voices scream
Nothing seems real's a dream
Toys toys toys in the attic
Toys toys toys in the attic
Toys toys toys in the attic
Toys toys toys
In the attic, lights
Voices scream, nothing seems
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things that you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years, voices scream
Nothing seems real's a dream
Toys toys toys in the attic
Toys toys toys in the attic
Toys toys toys in the attic........
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