“Showdown!“ by Albert Collins, Robert Cray and Johnny Copeland

Продуцентът BRUCE IGLAUER замисля проект с участието на трима изявени блус китаристи, нарича го Texas Guitar Showdown и го представя на фестивала за блус музика в Чикаго през 1984 г. В състава му са включени ALBERT COLLINS, JOHNNY COPELAND и Gatemouth Brown с намерението тази формация да бъде записана и издадена на дългосвиреща плоча. Но скоро става ясно, че Gatemouth Brown не се вписва в намеренията на IGLAUER и на негово място е поканен младият ROBERT CRAY, който напълно достойно се включва в триото. Нещо повече, тримата успяват да постигнат завидна синергия и сплотеност, резултат от приятелството им от години и от намеренията им за сътрудничество, а не само на индивидуалната им виртуозност. Така например по време на записите се оказва, че JOHNNY COPELAND е болен и той вместо да се лекува у дома по лекарско предписание, свири легнал на пода на студиото.

Началото обаче е близо 30 години по-рано в шумните блус барове на Хюстън, щата Тексас. Младият тогава китарист ALBERT COLLINS, току що усвоил ледения звук на своя Fender Telecaster, взема под крилото си тийнейджъра, амбициозния певец и автор на песни JOHNNY COPELAND. В онези дни ALBERT все още не е „господарят на Telecaster“, изобретателят на така наречения „The Cool Sound“ („Студеният звук“). А JOHNNY все още не е „Texas Twister“ („Тексаската пясъчна вихрушка“), международният посланик на блуса, пренасящ звука от онези барове в Хюстън към Европа, Африка и страните отвъд Желязната завеса. Тогава те бяха просто двама диви младежи, които обичаха да правят музика и да купонясват заедно. JOHNNY научи първите си трикове на китара от ALBERT и това усили тяхното приятелство, което остана до края на живота им.

Петнайсет години по-късно. Рок китаристът ROBERT CRAY присъства на абитуриентския си бал в гимназията в Такома, щата Вашингтон. Обаче вместо обичайните кавъри на парчета от Toп 40, на бала свири ALBERT COLLINS. ROBERT е очарован и още същата вечер решава, че започва да свири блус. ALBERT приема младия ROBERT за свой духовен син и го обучава да свири на китара в стилистиката на тексаския блус, точно както беше направил същото с JOHNNY години преди това. В продължение на пет години групата на ROBERT CRAY прави най-яркото блус шоу в Тихоокеанския Северозапад на САЩ, често пъти белязано от участието на ALBERT COLLINS.

1985 г. Тримата приятели се събират в студиото Streeterville в Чикаго, създават изключителна атмосфера по време на работата си, вдъхновявайки се един друг и записват “SHOWDOWN!” („ГАЛА ПРЕДСТАВЛЕНИЕ!“), който веднага след издаването си грабва вниманието на слушателите и специализираните издания. През следващата година той е отличен с наградата “GRAMMY” за най-добър запис на блус музика, за да добие по-сетне репутацията на един от най-важните за историята на блуса албуми.

Текстовете на песните ни представят ярки образи, посветени на различни аспекти на любовта: жена ритуално разпуска косите си по пълнолуние; мъж се завръща в родния си град при малкото момиче, което е оставил преди време; виждаме и красавицата, която постига всичко в живота си с едно щракване на пръсти; долавяме копнежа на музикант да се върне при жена си у дома, както и лошия късмет на друг с жена, която обича да кръшка, а самият той сънува първата си любов, докато проиграва всеки долар на карти.

Албума “SHOWDOWN!” или „ГАЛА ПРЕДСТАВЛЕНИЕ!“ ще чуем в предаването “Картини от една изложба®” на програма “Хоризонт” на БНР в събота, 9 ноември, след новините от 21.00 ч.

 

В предаването на 9.11.2019 г.: Albert Collins, Robert Cray, Johnny Copeland и албумът „Гала представление!“

ALBERT COLLINS, ROBERT CRAY AND JOHNNY COPELAND
SHOWDOWN!
Date of Release: April 1st, 1985


SONGS/TRACKS:

1. "T-Bone Shuffle" (T-Bone Walker) – 4:54
Johnny: first vocal and solo; Albert: second vocal and solo; Robert: third vocal and solo

2. "The Moon Is Full" (Gwen Collins) – 4:59
Albert: vocal, introduction and last solo; Robert: middle solo

3. "Lion s Den" (Johnny Copeland) – 3:55
Johnny: vocal, introduction and first solo; Albert: second solo

4. "She s into Something" (Carl Wright) – 3:49
Robert: vocal and first solo; Albert: second solo

5. "Bring Your Fine Self Home" (Johnny Copeland) – 4:30
Johnny: vocal and rhythm guitar (right channel); Albert: harmonica and solo guitar; Robert: rhythm guitar (left channel)

6. "Black Cat Bone" (Ivory Lee Semien, Hop Wilson) – 4:54
Johnny: first two vocal verses and second solo; Albert: third vocal verse and first solo; Johnny and Albert: last two vocal verses and last solo

7. "The Dream" (Robert Cray & Bruce Bromberg) – 5:28
Robert: vocal and rhythm guitar; Albert: solo guitar

8. "Albert s Alley” (Frank “Sonny” Scott) – 4:01
Albert: first and last solos; Johnny: middle solo

9. "Blackjack" (Ray Charles) – 6:26
Albert: vocal, introduction, third solo and closing solo; Johnny: first solo; Robert: second solo

Bonus track:

10. “Something to Remember You by” (Eddie “Guitar Silm” Jones) – 5:28
Albert: vocal, introduction and first solo; Johnny: second solo

Digitally remastered February 22nd, 2011

©1985 Sonet Records & Publishing Ltd. licensed from Alligator Records


CREDITS:

Guitar, Harmonica, Vocals – Albert Collins
Guitar, Vocals – Johnny Copeland
Guitar, Vocals - Robert Cray

Bass – Johnny Gayden
Drums – Casey Jones
Organ – Allen Batts

Produced by Bruce Iglauer and Dick Shurman
“The Dream” was co-produced by Bruce Bromberg


Recorded at Streeterville Studios, Chicago, Illinois
Engineered and mixed by Justin Niebank
Mastered by Tom Coyne at Frankford/Wayne, New York, NY

Liner Notes – Bruce Iglauer, Dick Shurman
Cover photos by Paul Natkin/Photo Reserve
Cover design by Chris Garland/XENO

Invaluable assistance by Dan Doyle, Ken Vangel and Bruce Bromberg
Special thanks to Mindy Giles, Andrew Gerking, Pam Hall, Bill Wokersin, Hilton Weinberg, Jay Whitehouse, Stevie Ray Vaughan and Count Colbert

Robert Cray appears courtesy of Hightone Records
Johnny Copeland appears courtesy of Rounder Records


LYRICS:

T-Bone Shuffle

Copeland:
Let your hair down, baby
Let s have a natural ball
Let your hair down, baby
Let s have a natural ball
If you don t let your hair down, woman
We can t have no fun at all

Collins:
Oh you can t take it with you
That s one thing for sure
Oh you can t take it with you
That s one thing for sure
There ain t nothin in the world
That the T-Bone Shuffle won t cure

Cray:
Run here, baby
Sit down on your daddy s knee
Run here, baby
Sit down on your daddy s knee
I ve got something, pretty baby
Something s that s ailing me


The Moon Is Full

You know the moon is full?
I feel my love coming down
I said the moon is full
I feel my love coming down
You see I met this little girl
I don t think I wanna wanna wanna leave this town

You see all my friends call me crazy
But they just don t know how I feel inside
I said all my friends call me crazy
They just don t know how I feel inside
You see I love this little girl
Cause she got the little pretty brown eyes
Ah, look out brother Robert!

I m gonna take the train in the mornin
I think I m gonna go back home
I said gonna catch that train in the morning, y all
I think I m gonna go back home
I m gonna let my little girl know
Ole a l ain t gonna be gone, I be gone too long

Wait a minute

If I miss that train, dang
I guess I m gonna have to hitchhike
I said if I miss that train in the morning, y all
I guess I m gonna have to hitchhike
I m gonna let my little girl know
I ll just be gone, be gone overnight
Oh, yeah


Lion s Den

(Copeland on vocals throughout)

Well I like what I like and what I like I found it all in this girl
Well I like what I like and what I like I found it all in this girl
She have the quickness of a tractor y all
She s my little devil girl

Well, I m only happy when I m sleepin in that lion s den
Well, I m only happy when I m sleepin in that lion s den
But she put that good thing on me
Keep me comin back to get some more again

(Copeland solo)

Well she put that good thing on me
And I always want some mo
Where this thing gonna end up
I don t know

Cause I m only happy when I m sleepin in that lion s den
But she put that good thing on me
Keep me goin back to get some more again

(Collins solo)
Yeahhhhhhhh, she got some good ole lovin

Man that ain t no lie
She don t let me in
I m gonna cry

Cause I m only happy when I m sleepin in that lion s den
But she put that good thing on me
Keep me goin back to get some more again


She s into Something

Say what she do!)

(Young Bob on vocals)
The snappin of her finger makes the dog wags its tail
The whistle from her voice will make the train jump the rail
Take her to a race track
Show her face
Horse that ain t won in years
Comes in first place

You know that, she s into something
Yeah, she s into something
She s into something
You should be into something, too

Well ya laughed at her about a week ago
Now she s met a man with a whole lotta dough
And oh yeah, he s rich
I ve seen the money
All she had to do was to call the man honey

Honey, honey
She s into something
Yeah, she s into something
Man, she s into something
You should be into something, too

(Cray solo)

Every day of her life
She rides around on wheels
And oh yeah, you might say she s got herself a stone-cold deal
One thing the girl, she don t have to do
Is worry about no money when the payment s due

You know, she s into something
Yeah, she s into something
Man, she s into something
You should be into something, too

Hey, hey
Mmmm
Hey, hey, yeah!
Mmmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Say what she do!)


Bring Your Fine Self Home

"Hey, Albert!"
"Oh, yeah, what s up, Johnny?"
"You got your harmonica with you today, man?"
"Yeah, brought it with me today, man"
"I think we better get on down, you know, cause I got the blues"
"You know I got em, too"
"Well, hear it is"
"So hear it is, man"

Oh, baby
Honey, why don t you bring your fine self home?
Ooh, baby
Honey, why don t you bring your fine self home?
Don t you send no letters to me
Don t you call me, woman
What I need I can t get on no telephone

I know we had our problems, baby
In every life there s some ups and downs
I know we had our problems, baby
In every life there s a little ups and downs
But you kissed the first thing smokin
And your man sure ain t jokin , woman
Get in this town!

Now play the blues for me Albert
Play the blues!

(Collins solo)

Well, you touched me with the feelin
And it was such a perfect blend
And now I want it over and over, over and over again

Come on, baby
Get your fine self back in this town
Don t you stop to think about it
Don t you stop to talk to nobody

Don t you stop to think about it
Don t you stop to talk to nobody
Bring it on home

That s allright, dear son, that s allright

Bring it on home


Black Cat Bone

"Hey, Albert!"
"Yeah, Johnny, what s happening, man?"
"What s going on, man?"
"Oh man, it s all right"
"Tell me something, Albert: what ever happened to Hop Wilson, man?"
"Well, Hop left us, man"
"He did, Albert"
"Boy he sure played that guitar over at the Red Lily Cube"
"Yeah he layed that steel in his lap, he d be gettin down"
"I used to like the way he said"

I believe
My baby got a black cat bone, oh yeah, yeah
I believe
My baby got a black cat bone
Seems like everything I do
Seems like I do is wrong

You see I tried so hard
To get along with that woman of mine
You see I tried real hard, y all
To get along with that woman of mine, yeah, yeah
That seems like the harder I tried
The more she walked around cheatin and lyin , oh
Yeah, she did

(Collins on vocals)
I walked down from Dallas, Texas
Down to Wichita Falls
I got to thinkin about that big-legged woman
It wa nt no walk at all

I believe
My baby got a black cat bone
Just like everything I do
Everything I do is wrong

Ha, play it Albert!
Yeah!

(Solo by Collins)
(Copeland solo)

(Johnny and Albert vocals together)
I went all the way from Dallas
Down to Wichita Falls
Got to thinkin about my big-legged woman
It wa nt no walk at all

I believe
Baby s got a black cat bone, yeah
Seem like everything I do
Seem like I do is wrong

(Dual solo)

I believe
My baby got a black cat bone
I believe
My baby got a black cat bone
Seem like everything I do
Seem like I do is wrong


The Dream

Last night
Once again I had the dream
I tossed and I turned
That old feeling s still the same
It was so real
I woke up cold and sweating
I wonder did I call her name?

In the dream she was right there with me
Right there with me in the bed
She said, "Bobby, come and kiss me"
"Never leave me!" is what she said
But when I reached out to hold her
Oh, I woke my wife instead

Once againnnnnnnnn!
Once again, I had the dream
Six years since I ve seen her
Ain t no doubt about what it means, no, no
I tried hard not to think about her
But all she left me was this dream

All she left me was the dream
All she left me was a dream

A dream

All she left me was the dream

I dreamed I called her name

I dreamed I held my baby in my arms

Oh, what a dream!


Albert s Alley

(Instrumental)


Blackjack

Now let me tell ya , people
Bout this blackjack game
It cause me so much trouble
I have myself to blame
Hey, how unlucky can one man be?
Well, every dollar I get
You know, blackjack takes it away from me

My friends don t come around me
Cause I ve been so blind
I can t even borrow a nickel
I m bout to lose my mind
Hey, how unlucky can one man be?
Well, every quarter I get
You know blackjack takes it away, away from me

Now hit me, brother Johnny!

Now deal, brother Robert!

Now let me show you my hand

I sit down with two tens
I thought I d have a little fun
The dealer hit 16 with a 5
Just enough to make 21
Hey, how unlucky can one man be?
Well, every dollar I get
You know blackjack takes it away from me


BIOLINKS:

https://www.alligator.com/albums/showdown/
http://www.johnnycopeland.com/
http://robertcray.com/



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