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Rating: I was depressed, terribly depressed, tired of the life in the Lucchese province where the only interests of the people are football, political faith, and insulting opponents in both disciplines. I was undecided whether to disappear into the gray smog or blow everything up just to show people how futile what they do is, and while I was sitting alone on a bench imagining these delightful scenarios, I received a message that informed me that my girlfriend had left me.
That evening, I drowned my anger with a couple of disgusting beers, drunk violently, just for the sake of getting drunk and saying to hell with everything. Then the bartender put on a really graceful and simple blues record, without all those frills and special effects that populate modern music... I asked her who these guys were, while thinking to myself of names like BB King or Muddy Waters, and she answered that they were the Canned Heat. Wow, these guys play the notes so beautifully... I enjoyed the CD until it was interrupted by a band that had to play, six very sad forty-year-olds doing a tribute to Vasco Rossi, with the most pathetic singer ever to take the stage. They were thoroughly convinced they were putting on a fabulous show and were putting horrible passion into it, convinced they were in a stadium with a delirious crowd when in fact they were in a deserted bar with 20 people minding their own business. What a pity those idiots were, I left and all night I kept thinking about Canned Heat so I decided to buy any of their records.
The next day, I went to the most alternative record store in Viareggio because searches in other places had yielded negative results, and while rummaging through the special offer vinyl, I found this "Live At Topanga Corral" which I snatched for 5 euros. I was happy and satisfied like a kid after a wank and went home joyful. I put the record on the turntable and enjoyed half an hour of great blues. There are no Clapton or Bloomfield who can compete: Canned Heat is the best white blues band that ever existed, they are all soul and little technique. In the grooves, you can feel the true passion for music and the pleasure of playing it; the solos don’t tire you, they are not pretentious, technical, and self-congratulatory like ninety percent of the solos in this genre. They give the impression of being perfectly genuine; they just play, without pretense, without proving anything to anyone, just play beautifully.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Bullfrog Blues (07:22)
Well, did you ever wake up, with that Bullfrogs on your mind?
Well, did you ever wake up, with that Bullfrogs on your mind?
You gonna wake up laughin', laughin' just to keep from cryin'.
Well did you ever wake up with that one woman on your mind?
Well did you ever wake up with that one woman on your mind?
You gonna wake up laughin', laughin' just to keep from cryin'.
Well, ma mama got'em,
my daddy got'em,
my brother got'em,
my sister got'em.
Woke up this morning, grandma' n' grandpa' had'em too.
Well, you know 'bout that thing, they got the bullfrog blues.
02 Sweet Sixteen (10:58)
When I first met you, baby
Baby, you were just sweet sixteen
When I first met you, baby
Baby, you were just sweet sixteen
You just left your home then, woman
Ah, the sweetest thing I'd ever seen
But you wouldnt do nothing, baby
You wouldnt do anything I asked to
You wouldnt do nothing for me, baby
You wouldnt do anything I asked to
You know you ran away from your home, baby
And now you wanna run away from old b. too
You know I loved you, baby
I loved you before I could call your name
You know I loved you, baby
Baby I loved you, I love you before I could call your name
Well, it seems like everything I do now baby
Everything I do is in vain
My brothers in korea, baby
My sisters down in new orleans
Brothers in korea baby
My sisters down in new orleans
You know Im having so much trouble woman
Baby, I wonder, what in the world is gonna happen to me
You know I love you
And Ill do anything you tell me to
You know I love you
And Ill do anything you tell me to
Well, there aint nothing in the world, woman
Babe, it aint nothing
Nothing in the world I wouldnt do it for you
You can treat me mean, baby
But Ill keep on loving you just the same
You can treat me mean baby
But Ill keep on loving you just the same
But one of these days, baby
Youre gonna give a lot of money
To hear someone call my name
Yes, sweet sixteen baby... sweet sixteen...
Yes, the sweetest thing baby
The sweetest thing I ever seen
You know Im having so much trouble, woman
Baby I wonder
Yes I wonder
Baby I wonder
Oh, I wonder what in the worlds gonna happen to me
04 Dust My Broom (05:49)
I'm gon' get up in the mornin',
I believe I'll dust my broom
I'm
gon' get up in the mornin',
I believe I'll dust my broom/>
Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can't get my room/>
I'm gon' write a letter, telephone every town I know
I'm gon'
write a letter, telephone every town I know
If I can't find her in West
Helena, she must be in East Monroe I know
I don't want no woman,
wants every downtown man she meet
I don't want no woman, wants every
downtown man she meet
She's a no good doney, they shouldn't 'low her on
the street
I believe, I believe I'll go back home
I believe,
I believe I'll go back home
You can mistreat me here, babe, but you can't
when I go home
And I'm gettin' up in the mornin', I believe I'll
dust my broom
I'm gettin' up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my
broom
Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can't get my
room
I'm 'on' call up Chiney, see is my good gal over there/>
I'm 'on' call up Chiney, see is my good gal over there
If I can't find
her on Philippine's Island, she must be in Ethiopia somewhere
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