Blues With A Feeling

octopus92

1/5

« Album hommage aux guitaristes de blues.

Un disque à part dans la discographie de Steve.

Personnellement, je le trouve complètement hors-sujet car :
1) la section rythmique de l’album, par ailleurs excellente, est très rock et semble incapable de jouer avec le feeling approprié
2) le jeu de Hackett, même s’il y a des glissandos, ne s’est jamais apparenté au blues dans tous les albums auxquels il a participé auparavant.

Reste la surprise de le voir oeuvrer avec réussite à l’harmonica. »

WhiteWinter

4/5

« Album dans lequel Steve prouve son amour jusque là bien caché pour des artistes tels que Johnny Winter, John Mayall…

Même si c’est vrai que la rythmique n’est souvent pas très adaptée, n’en demeurent pas moins d’excellents titres comme « Love of another kind », « Big Dallas sky » (une des deux seules compositions collectives de l’ensemble), le duo harmonica-clavier « A blue part of town »… Steve sait aussi la jouer dans un registre plus aventureux comme « Tombstone roller », ambiancé à souhait.

Bref, pas son meilleur album, loin de là, simplemtn un petit plaisir qu’il s’est accordé, et il faut le prendre comme tel. »

Tracklist

Well, I was born in Chicago
Back in ninteen and forty one
I was born in Chicago
Back in ninteen and forty one
When my father told me
Son you had better get a gun

Well, my first friend went down
When I was seveteen years old
Well, my first friend went down
When I was seveteen years old
Well there’s one thing you can say about that boy
He got the home

My second friend went down
When I was twenty one years old
Well, my second friend went down
When I was twenty one years old
There’s one thing you can say about that boy
He gonna break

The blues are alright
When there’s someone left to play the game
Well, the blues are alright
When there’s someone left to play the game
All my friends are goin’
And things just don’t seem the same

No things don’t seem the same, babe

(instrumental)

The joint is jumpin’ all the time
Something running through my mind
There was a pretty face on the floor
Stood there wond’rin if I could score

She said,
Too many people knockin’ on my door
When I answer they still want more
You look dif’rent from the other guys
Ain’t a lover but another kind

I walked her home it took all night
I never notice the mornin’ light
Maybe I’ve changed I can’t quite say
I had to see her for another day

She said,
Too many people knockin’ on my door
When I answer they still want more
You look dif’rent from the other guys
Ain’t a lover but another kind

Now I see that girl all the time
Just to know that she is mine
Can’t you see that I’m a changed man
I see that girl whenever I can

She said,
Too many people knockin’ on my door
When I answer they still want more
You look dif’rent from the other guys
Ain’t a lover but another kind

Dreamin’ of the rose
I left behind
Starin’ at these four walls
It’s time to hitch a ride
To find me way down south
To find me way down south
To find me way


City’s like a ghost town
They can all go to hell
One thought that’s with me
To see that southern belle
To find me way down south
To find me way down south
To find me way

Blue in the mornin’
My empty bed
That’s why I’m goin’
Where angels fear to tread
To find me way down south
To find me way down south
To find me way

(instrumental)

(instrumental)


Take your hands off my tombstone
Six feet under I’m dead and gone
Said someone dancin’ on your grave
Kick up the dust and live again

Hundred ways that a man can die
He come back if he’ll really try
Said sunlight on the water’s edge
Shake off the dust and live again

Said new born baby
Well I don’t mean to tease
He sleep all night and he cry all day
Blue-eyed boy how still he lay
Shake off the dust and live again

Blues with a feeling
That’s what I have today
Blues with a feeling
That’s what I have today
I’m gotta find my woman
If it takes all night and day

What a lonesome feeling
When you’re by yourself
What a lonesome feeling
When you’re by yourself
When the woman that you’re lovin’
Has gone off with someone else

You know I love you baby
Tell you the reason why
You’ve gone and left me baby
Left me here to cry

Blues with a feeling
That’s what I have today
I’m gotta find my woman
If it takes all night and day

What a lonesome feeling
When you’re by yourself
What a lonesome feeling
When you’re by yourself
When the woman that you’re lovin’
Has gone off with someone else

You know I love you baby
Tell you the reason why
You’ve gone and left me baby
Left me here to cry

Blues with a feeling
That’s what I have today
I’m gotta find my woman
If it takes all night and day

In all those deserted farms
I searched for ya
In the drivin’ rain most nights
Feeling like a ghost
Movin’ on the scene
Through every street and lane
Then I saw you one day
Laughin’ under that big Dallas sky

After you went away
I thought I’d never see your face again
Ships that pass in the night
Thought I’d make my way up north
Go get a steady job
Work with my hands if the occassion calls
The west Texas wind
Kept calling me back
Through Chinatown and the east river
To that big Dallas sky

I knew I’d find you in a bar someplace
Pretending you never knew the stranger at the door
But the other customers were wise to that game
I knew you’d come runnin’ sooner or later
Not because of my sweet lovin’ arms
And not because of how I held you that night
But because of that big Dallas sky

(instrumental)

So many roads
So many trains to ride
So many roads
So many trains to ride
I’ve gotta find my baby
Before I’ll be satisfied

I was standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow
Standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow
Well it sounded like a straigtline
But it was a B & O

He was a mean old fireman
And a cruel old engineer
Yeah a mean old fireman
And a cruel old engineer
That took my baby
And left me standin’ here

I see danger in your eyes
Are you takin’ me for a ride
Runs so deep cuts so wide
Opens wounds deep inside

Put my feet on solid ground
Put my feet on solid ground

Feels like an earthquake comin’
When you’re givin’ me all your lovin’
It’ll fall the city when it comes
Hits me like a million tons

Put my feet on solid ground
Put my feet on solid ground
Put my feet on solid ground
Put my feet on solid ground

Yes we they take’em back and then
Don’t hold back and don’t pretend
Gimmie, gimmie gimmie friend
Do it once and do it again

Put my feet on solid ground
Put my feet on solid ground
Put my feet on solid ground
Put my feet on solid ground

Infos générales

Sorti en 1994

Steve Hackett : chant, guitares, harmonica
Julian Colbeck : claviers
Doug Sinclair : basse
Hugo Degenhardt : batterie
Dave Taif Ball : basse (3, 4)
Jerry Peal : orgue (3)
The Kew Horns : cuivres (6, 7, 11)

Produit par Steve Hackett