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Letter to Van Morrison.
So you want to be a rock'n'roll star... Who hasn't dreamed at least once of being an artist? I have. Among the first sexual appetites, indiscipline, and acne, utopias and realities, illusions, and disillusions, I grew like a tree in the forest. Over time, intellectual ambitions and ideals got lost along the way, and I gradually convinced myself that I was a healthy carrier of the germs of madness. Once I tore off my shirt and told my mother it was done by a girl who was in love with me. Finally, at twenty, I found myself living on beer and Lanciostory. At the same age, you managed to found "Them", conceive an immortal work like "Astral Weeks" in one day, and "Moondance" in less than a week. Thank you, Van, for that hour and a half of enchantment from these two records. "Lester Young" said: music is not tension, you have to piss music out, if it doesn't come out like pee, it isn't right. You managed it. When you sing, you are one of the very few capable of reproducing the chaos of the most private emotions. Your relentless exploration among the curves of rhythm and blues, in search of your own personal formula, pushed you beyond rhythm and blues. Besides your own subdued jazzy vein, you added something new to the expressiveness of the "singer-songwriter", so much so that critics also attributed to you the definition: stream of consciousness. Until then, it was used exclusively to describe the prose of some writers; Virginia Woolf, Italo Svevo, or your compatriot James Joyce, are the most famous. The most evident example of this narrative technique is the soliloquy of Molly Bloom.
In '77 you had "A Period Of Transition" printed. I don't know how much time you spent putting those seven songs together, but if it's true that every record captures a period in an artist's life, it was clear you were going through a deep crisis. You knew it wasn't a work worthy of your class, the title is clear. You also knew that the record would be received with skepticism by both critics and the public. Why this record? I have always tried to justify this work of yours, but, listening to it today, it seems even more disappointing than when it was published. Even when predisposed to the best, searching for merits, one remains unsatisfied. Of that mystical component, which had distinguished your previous solo works, there is no trace. Unless one appreciates the extravagant combinations of gospel-sounding choirs in "The Eternal Kansas City". I feel I can only save "Cold Wind In August," but even this is not on par with the compositions of "Into The Music" the album you released a couple of years later. One of your best works.
Tracklist and Lyrics
02 It Fills You Up (04:37)
There's something going on
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
There's something going on
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
But you don't know what it is
But you don't know what it is
But you don't have to know
You just take it for what it is (spoken)
Within this melody
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
There's more then you can see
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
There's another realm
There's another world
With kings and queens
Yeah yeah
That's why you got to face the facts
That's why you gotta testify (suggested)
You gotta do and die (suggested)
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
You got to do in that
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
You got to sing with the music and groove
You got to turn on the music and groove
Every every every day
You know what I'm talking about (spoken)
It fill you up, it fill you up (spoken)
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Yeah!
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Yeah!
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Get you rolling in the money
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Work out a few kinks
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
It fill you up to the brim jim
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Lord have mercy
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Come here baby
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
03 The Eternal Kansas City (05:27)
Chorus (choir singing)
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city?
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city?
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city?
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city? (do you know the way to kansas city? )
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city? (do you know the way to kansas city? )
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city? (do you know the way to kansas city? )
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city? (do you know the way to kansas city? )
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city? (do you know the way to kansas city)?
(van singing)
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city?
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city?
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city?
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city?
Train down to st. louis
Get me there alright
Over to the city there, you know that one
Where the farmer's daughter digs the farmer's son
Dig your charlie parker
Basie and young
Witherspoon and jay mcshann
They will come
Oooowoooowoooo
Chorus (van and choir in background)
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city?
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city?
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city?
Excuse me do you know the way to kansas city?
Lady liberty in waiting
You know she lights the way
Her name is billie, she's a holiday
And the city is eternal -- hey, can't you see?
It's inside of you and it's inside of me
Oooowoooowoooo
Chorus (van and choir in background)
You know, you know the way to kansas city?
You know, you know the way to kansas city?
You know, you know the way to kansas city?
You know, you know the way to kansas city ?
You know...the way to kansas city
You know...the way to kansas city
Wild thing
You know the way to kansas city (choir only)
Thank you man (van)
You know the way to kansas city
Sing it (van)
You know the way to kansas city (van and choir)
Hit it (van)
You know...the way to kansas city
You know...the way to kansas city
You know...the way to kansas city
You know...the way to kansas city
Baby can't you sing it one time (van)
(choir)
You know the way to kansas city
You know the way to kansas city
You know the way to kansas city
You know the way to kansas city
You know the way to kansas city
You know the way to kansas city
You know the way to kansas city
You know the way to kansas city
04 Joyous Sound (02:50)
How sweet that joyous sound
Whenever we meet, whenever we meet
How sweet that joyous sound
Whenever we meet again
I think you know it well
Whenever we meet, whenever we meet
I think you know it well
Whenever we meet again
?????
Yah alright
And you will begin to know about that
That grace will follow us
Wherever we go, wherever we go
That grace will follow us
Until we meet again
Hey!
Oh yeah
Uhuhuhuh
Just run and let it out
Oh yeah now
And you will begin to know about it darling
That grace will follow us
Wherever we go, wherever we go
That grace will folow us
Until we meet again
(Van and choir)
How sweet that joyous sound
Whenever we meet, whenever we meet
How sweet that joyous sound
Whenever we meet again
Oh! Whenever we meet
Whenever we meet
Whenever we meet again
Oh! Whenever we meet
Whenever we meet
Whenever we meet again
Oh! Whenever we meet
Whenever we meet
Whenever we meet again
Aaaaggggaaiinnn
06 Heavy Connection (05:26)
In the land of a thousand dances
I dance with you
I was out I was taking my chances
When dreams came true
When you came into my dream
Like from a whisper to a scream
And it's a real heavy connection
It's just a real heavy connection
It's a real heavy connection
Lalalala......
I remember when I got your message in Amsterdam
I was going through my letters
And found a picture-postcard of the Reeperbahn
When you came into the room
Not too late and not too soon
And it's a real heavy connection
And it's a real heavy connection
And it's a real heavy connection
Lalalala......
And you came into my dreams
From a whisper to a scream
And it's a real heavy connection
And it's a real heavy connection
It's just a real heavy connection
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala
And it's a real heavy connection
And it's a real heavy connection
And it's a real heavy connection
Lalalala.....
Baby, baby, baby
I can't stop this rainbow
Touching my soul
I can't stop this rainbow
In my soul
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
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