In 1968, "The Weight" was a rock song, but since then, Aretha Franklin and Duane Allman have shown us that it's an R&B song; Mavis Staples has shown us that it's a gospel song; Gillian Welch and Old Crow Medicine Show have shown us that it's a bluegrass song; Waylon Jennings has shown us that it's a country song; Weezer has shown us that it's an alternative song; Al Kooper and Mike Bloomfield have shown us that it's a blues song; and Cassandra Wilson has shown us that it's a jazz songI'm not all that impressed with this, if it's meant to show that "The Weight" has some singular, genre-crossing power. Any song can be done in almost any style - you could do a punk rock version of "Cherokee" if you wanted.
Easy Rider is a movie that has aged about as well as the average baby boomer though.Aw, man. How are we Gen-X types supposed to express our impotent rage and resentment if we can't take cheap potshots at Boomers on the internet? :(
It's good, but not THAT good!
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Because it's a truth-telling masterpiece?Really? I like the song well enough, and I could even see the opinion that it's a masterpiece. But what truth does it tell?
I pulled into NazarethOK, so my first thought is, if there's a deeper meaning, maybe he's Jesus. Is he Jesus?
was feelin' about half past deadWho did this to Jesus? Wait, maybe this "mister" is Jesus? And the singer is saying that he can't find respite even in the words of Jesus?
I just need some place where I can lay my head
"Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just grinned and shook my hand, "no" was all he said
Take a load off, AnnieWho is Annie? What does it mean to take a load "for free"? But whatever - telling her to take a load off of herself and put it on him, yeah, maybe he's Jesus. It would fit with the common Christian "Jesus died for your sins" thing.
Take a load for free
Take a load off, Annie
And (and) (and) you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)
I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hideOK, more religious imagery. Maybe he is Jesus. Who's Carmen?
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on let's go downtown"This doesn't sound like any Jesus story I can remember. I mean, Jesus and the Devil hung out in the desert and all, but I don't remember Jesus running into the Devil and somebody else, then getting stood up and left with the Devil.
She said, "I gotta go but my friend can stick around"
Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can sayWho's Miss Moses? Who's Luke? Who's Anna Lee? Why can't Miss Moses say anything? What does it mean for her to "go down"? What does Luke waiting for Judgment Day have to do with Miss Moses being unable to say anything, or with why she should go down? And yeah, what about young Anna Lee? What's the concern there? Why is the answer to stay and keep her company?
It's just ol' Luke and Luke's waitin' on the Judgment Day
"Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"
He said, "Do me a favor, son, won'tcha stay and keep Anna Lee company?"
Crazy Chester followed me and he caught me in the fogCrazy Chester... don't remember him from the Gospels. What's this "rack", and why is Crazy Chester offering to fix it? Jack his dog? What? Why is Crazy Chester offering to fix whatever this rack is in exchange for the singer taking Crazy Chester's dog?
He said, "I will fix your rack if you'll take Jack, my dog"
I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man"
He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can"
Catch a cannon ball now to take me down the lineOK, maybe Miss Fanny is God the Father? Or something? What?
My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone
snuffleupagus said: Oh, man. How long before Dad Rock includes Pearl Jam and Nirvana?Yeah, it well and truly is already. Sorry. But now we're moving into the phase where drum'n'bass, what we derisively refer to Down-under as "barbecue reggae," and DJ culture are the new dad rock. A friend of mine came up with the genius idea a few years ago of the combined turntable and mixing desk gas barbecue. Dad could do a bit of scratching, turn the sausages, then lay down a few more beats all from the comfort of his backyard. If he'd gone through with that idea he'd have made a bloody fortune.
Oh, and Bono's cover of "Hallelujiah" is so bad that even Bono says it sucked.oh god i had actually finally forgotten that that existed
Once, I was visiting family friends in Finland, and Jukka, the patriarch of the family, and a rather obsessive television and stage director decided that for the few nights I was with them, he was going to show me some of what he considered to be truly great works of art on film. The first night he showed me The Last Waltz.Of course, I'd heard the song before (I'd heard lots of The Band's songs before), but somehow, I had never known who they were (perhaps because of their name—perhaps I'd heard it and just understood it as a generic reference). So I had to go to Finland to find them. I still associate them with that trip, and with Scandinavia. It was exactly the kind of wandering around to find yourself kind of trip where listening to songs like theirs made sense.
I was hooked.
To me ... going there was like going to the source. Because I was at such a vulnerable age then, it made a really big impact on me. Just that I had the honor joining up with this group and then even going to this place, which was close to a religious experience – even being able to put my feet on the ground there, because I was from Canada, right? So it was like, 'Woah, this is where this music grows in the ground, and [flows from] the Mississippi river. My goodness.' It very much affected my songwriting and, because I knew Levon's musicality so well, I wanted to write songs that I thought he could sing better than anybody in the world.I don't think one has to say "Levon Helm was such a powerful presence he overwhelmed their Canadianness": it's just that the musical tradition they were interested in and wanted to situate themselves within was an American one. You know, like an Australian Jazz band or an English R&B band or what have you.
While I was there, I was just gathering images and names, and ideas and rhythms, and I was storing all of these things ... in my mind somewhere. And when it was time to sit down and write songs, when I reached into the attic to see what I was gonna write about, that's what was there. I just felt a strong passion toward the discovery of going there, and it opened my eyes, and all my senses were overwhelmed by the feeling of that place. When I sat down to write songs, that's all I could think of at the time.
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