Elvis ( NBC TV Special )

 

Commentaire de Ph.T

J'ai écouté ce vinyl composé d'enregistrements de juin 1968 avant d'avoir vu l'émission s'y rapportant. Son ambiance quelque peu déroutante (des medleys de rocks et de gospels inhabituels, des "lives" semblant provenir d'époques lointaines l'une de l'autre de par le côté rudimentaire ou, contraire, sophistiqué des instruments employés) a provoqué en moi une certaine incompréhension. Mais qu'importe, j'avais entre les mains -et les oreilles- LE RETOUR DU KING ! Et, disons le, j'ai été littéralement subjugué.

Subjugué tout d'abord par cette intro. : un medley (Trouble/Guitar man) des plus rock'n'roll tant vocalement que musicalement et qui, à bien y réfléchir, incarne parfaitement les débuts de celui qui deviendra le King pour des millions de fans ; d'un côté les gens bien-pensants qui accusent Elvis de tous les "troubles" de la société américaine et de l'autre un jeune chanteur qui désire simplement être un Guitar man mais avec son propre style.

Suivent deux titres "live" (Lawdy, Miss Clawdy/ Baby , what you want me to do ) aux sonorités trés ' 50, tel Elvis à ces débuts et, effectivement, le King retrouve en ce mois de juin ' 68 Scotty Moore (à la guitare) et DJ Fontana (jouant sur une caisse de guitare) pour faire un "boeuf" entre potes alors que nous sommes en pleine évolution (et révolution) musicale ! Sont présents également Alan Fortas (percussion), Charlie Hodge (guitare) et la doublure d'Elvis au cinéma, Lance Le Gault (tambourin). Ce sera aussi sobrement mais efficacement que les 6 compères interpréteront Noël avec Blue christmas et le blues par l'intermédiaire de One night, où la voix trés rauque d'Elvis fait merveille.

Retour dans le domaine du rock mais dont l'accompagnement musical est plus élaboré avec un medley de trés grande classe : Heartbreak hotel/Hound dog/All shook up. Il témoigne que le King déborde d'énergie et qu'il a une envie profonde et sincère de revenir sur le devant de la scène. Fini le cinéma, ses obligations, sa rigidité et les frustrations qui en sont conséquentes. Elvis est enfin libre de s'exprimer !

Cependant cette période Hollywoodienne a tout de même permis la création de petites perles comme Love me tender ou Can't help falling in love dans lesquelles la voix d'Elvis, adéquate pour chanter le rock ou le blues, peut se faire velour et délicatesse. Tout comme le medley Heartbreak hotel/Hound dog/All shook up, les deux ballades citées ci-dessus sont modernisées car soutenues par l'orchestre de Billy Goldenberg.

Where could I go but to the lord/Up above my head/Saved : ce medley confirme, si besoin est, l'attachement du King pour la musique gospel et ses convictions religieuses. D'ailleurs à propos de Saved Mike Deasy, guitariste dira : "A cet instant Elvis pensait réellement ce qu'il chantait" ("je suis sauvé, je vous dis que je suis sauvé"). Sauvé du système hollywoodien également.

Mémories, vraiment magnifique à tous points de vue, annonce le nouveau répertoire d'Elvis de même que Nothingville qui est intégré dans un medley comprenant Big boss man, Guitar man, Little Egypt, Trouble. C'est la partie de ce vinyl qui me gêne un peu  car elle n'a pas forcément de sens sortie du contexte de l'émission qu'elle illustre. Cela fait référence à la carrière cinématographique du chanteur et  nous permet de découvrir des versions différentes de celles diffusées sur 33 t jusqu'alors.

Et puis ... If I can dream... 3 minutes et 19 secondes de pur bonheur malgré le problème grave soulevé par ce titre. L'assassinat de Robert Kennedy a fortement touché Elvis (d'où la conviction dans l'interprétation) qui a souhaité finir le spectacle sur une note de paix. Un titre à part dans la carrière du King qui parait plus engagé.

Hélas avec If I can dream vient aussi la tristesse car la chanson annonce la fin du disque. Ce disque, mais c'est une "lecture" trés personnel, résume la carrière d'Elvis : ses débuts, son évolution, ses films, son retour. Mais c'est avant toute chose l'écoute du plaisir et du bonheur retrouvés. C'est la reconstruction et la consolidation du lien entre le chanteur et ses fans.

Placé au 8ème rang, ce vinyl restera 32 semaines présent au classement et sera certifié or.

 

Album édité en Novembre 1968 !

Trouble
Guitar Man
Lawdy, Miss Clawdy
Baby What You Want Me To Do
Heartbreak Hotel
Hound Dog
All Shook Up
Can't Help Falling In Love
Jailhouse Rock
Love Me Tender
Where Could I Go But To The Lord
Up Above My Head/Saved
Blue Christmas
One Night
Memories
Nothingville
Big Boss Man
Guitar Man
Little Egypt
Trouble
Guitar Man
If I Can Dream

 


Les Paroles

Trouble

If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standing up
And talking back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me


Guitar Man

Well, I quit my job down at the car wash,
Left my mama a goodbye note,
By sundown I'd left Kingston,
With my guitar under my coat,
I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis,
Got a room at the YMCA,
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights,
Just lookin' for a place to play,
Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire,
But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man.

Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis,
I run outta money and luck,
So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia,
On a overloaded poultry truck,
I thumbed on down to Panama City,
Started pickin' out some o' them all night bars,
Hopin' I could make myself a dollar,
Makin' music on my guitar,
I got the same old story at them all my peers,
There ain't no room around here for a guitar man
We don't need a guitar man, son

So I slept in the hobo jungles,
Roamed a thousand miles off track,
Till I found myself in Mobile Alabama,
At a club they call Big Jack's,
A little four-piece band was jammin',
So I took my guitar and I sat in,
I showed 'em what a band would sound like,
With a swingin' little guitar man.
Show 'em, son

If you ever take a trip down to the ocean,
Find yourself down around Mobile,
Make it on out to a club called Jack's,
If you got a little time to kill,
Just follow that crowd of people,
You'll wind up out on his dance floor,
Diggin' the finest little five-piece group,
Up and down the Gulf of Mexico,
Guess who's leadin' that five-piece band,
Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little guitar man.


Lawdy, Miss Clawdy

Well, lawdy, lawdy, lawdy Miss Clawdy
Girl, you sure look good to me
Well please don't excite me, baby
I know it can't be me
Well, I give you all my money
Yeah but you just won't treat me right
You like to ball every morning
Don't come home til late at night

I'm gonna tell, tell my mama
GirlI swaer to God what you been doing to me
I'm gonna tell everybody that I'm down in misery

So bye, bye, bye, baby
Girl, I won't be comin' no more
Goodbye little darlin' down the road I'll go
So, bye, bye, bye baby
Girl, I won't be comin' no more
Goodbye little darlin' down the road I'll go


Baby What You Want Me To Do

We're goin' up, we're goin' down
We're goin' up, down down up
Any way you wanna let it roll
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You got me doin' what you want me
Oh baby what you want me to do

You got me peepin' you got me hidin'
You got me peep hide hide peep
Any way you wanna let it roll
Yeah yeah yeah
You got me doin what you want me
Baby what you want me to do


Heartbreak Hotel

Well, since my baby left me,
Well I found a new place to dwell.
Well It's down at the end of Lonely Street
At Heartbreak Hotel.
Where I'll be...
I've been so lonely baby,
Well I'm so lonely,
I'll be so lonely I could die.

Now, the bell hop's tears keep flowin',
and the desk clerk's dressed in black.
Well they been so long on Lonely Street
They never ever look back.
They'll be so...
And its so lonely baby,
Well they're so lonely,
Well they're so lonely they could die.


Hound Dog

You ainít nothiní but a hound dog
Cryiní all the time.
You ainít nothiní but a hound dog
Cryiní all the time.
Well, you ainít never caught a rabbit
And you ainít no friend of mine.


All Shook Up

Well bless my soul
What's wrong with me?
I'm itching like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm actin' wide as a bug
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Uh huh ohh yeah, yeah!

Well my hands are shaky and my knees are weak
I can't seem to stand on my own two feet
Now who do you thank when you have such luck?
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Uh huh ohh yeah, yeah!

Well please don't ask me what's on my mind
I'm a little mixed up, but I'm feelin' fine
When I'm near the girl that I love best
My heart beats so and it scares me to death!

She touched my hand what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano that's hot
I'm proud to say she's my buttercup
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Uh huh ohh yeah, yeah!


Can't Help Falling In Love

Wise men say only fools rush in
but I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay
would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
some things are meant to be
take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
some things are meant to be
take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help falling in love with you
for I can't help falling in love with you


Jailhouse Rock

The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Let's rock Everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
the whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang.
Let's rock Everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
"You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me."
Let's rock Everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Shifty Henry said to Bugs, "For Heaven's sake,
no one's lookin', now's our chance to make a break."
Bugsy turned to Shifty and he said, "Nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks."
Let's rock Everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.


Love Me Tender

Love me tender,
love me sweet,
never let me go.
You have made my life complete,
and I love you so.

Love me tender,
love me true,
all my dreams fulfill.
For my darlin' I love you,
and I always will.

Love me tender,
love me long,
take me to your heart.
For it's there that I belong,
and we'll never part.

Love me tender,
love me true,
all my dreams fulfill.
For my darlin' I love you,
and I always will.

Love me tender,
love me dear,
tell me you are mine.
I'll be yours through all the years,
till the end of time.

Love me tender,
love me true,
all my dreams fulfill.
For my darlin' I love you,
and I always will.


Where Could I Go But To The Lord ( texte complet )

Living below in this old sinful world
Hardly a comfort can afford
Striving alone to face temptations sore
Where could I go but to the Lord

Where could I go oh where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Where could I go but to the Lord

Neighbors are kind, I love them everyone.
We get along in sweet accord.
But when my soul needs manna from above,
Where could I go but to the lord

Where could I go oh where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Where could I go but to the Lord

Life here is grand with friends I love so dear
Comfort I get from God's own Word
Yet when I face the chilling hand of death
Where could I go but to the Lord

Where could I go oh where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Where could I go but to the Lord


Up Above My Head

Up above my head there is music in the air
Up above my head there is music in the air
Up above my head there is music in the air, oh yeah!
And I really do believe, I really do believe
I really do believe there's a heaven somewhere
There's a heaven somewhere

 

( I Found The Light ) / Saved

I wanna soothe my my heart, I wanna ease my mind
I wanna move my shoes and see what I can find
I wanna stand up tall and open up my eyes
I wanna reach out my hand until I touch the skies
I was a poor lost lamb in a deep dark hole
But now I've found that light I'm gonna save my soul
I used to drink, I used to smoke
I used to smoke, drink and dance the hoochy-coo
I used to smoke and drink, smoke and drink and dance the hoochy-coo
Oh Oh yeah! And now I'm standing on thius corner praying for me and you

Ah-haha That's why I'm saved I'm saved
People let me tell you 'bout kingdom come
You know I'm saved I'm saved
Well I can preach until you're deaf and dumb
I'm in that soul saving army beating on a big bass drum

I used to cuss, I used to fuss
I used to fuss, cuss, boogie all night long
I used to cuss and fuss, cuss and fuss,
Cuss and fuss and boogie all night long
Ah-haha And now I'm standing on this corner, I know right from wrong

That's why I'm saved I'm saved
People let me tell you 'bout kingdom come
You know I'm saved I'm saved
Well I can preach until you're deaf and dumb
I'm in that soul saving army beating on a big bass drum

I used to lie, I used to cheat
I used to lie, cheat, step on people's feet
I used to lie and cheat, lie and cheat and step on people's feet
Well now I'm steppin' on that glory salvation in my beat

Because I'm saved, I'm saved
People let me tell you 'bout kingdom come
I am saved I'm saved
Well I can preach until you're deaf and dumb
I'm in that soul saving army beating on a big bass drum

I'm in that soul saving army beating on a big bass drum
Oh oh yeah! Because I'm saved, I'm saved
People let me tell you 'bout kingdom come
You know I'm saved I'm saved
Well I can preach until you're deaf and dumb
I'm saved, I'm saved I'm saved


Blue Christmas

I'll have a Blue Christmas without you
I'll be so blue just thinking about you
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won't be the same dear, if you're not here with me

And when those blue snowflakes start falling
That's when those blue memories start calling
You'll be doin' all right, with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue, blue blue blue Christmas

You'll be doin' all right, with your Christmas of white,
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas


One Night

One night with you
Is what I'm now praying for
The things that we two could plan
Would make my dreams come true

Just call my name
And I'll be right by your side
I want your sweet helping hand
My loves too strong to hide

Always lived, very quiet life
I ain't never did no wrong
Now I know that life without you
Has been too lonely too long

One night with you
Is what I'm now praying for
The things that we two could plan
Would make my dreams come true

Always lived, very quiet life
I ain't never did no wrong
Now I know that life without you
Has been too lonely too long

One night with you
Is what I'm now praying for
The things that we two could plan
Would make my dreams come true


Memories

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine

Quiet thoughts come floating down
And settle softly to the ground
Like golden autumn leaves around my feet
I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories,
Sweet memories

Of holding hands and red bouquets
And twilights trimmed in purple haze
And laughing eyes and simple ways
And quiet nights and gentle days with you

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine,
Memories, memories,


Of holding hands and red bouquets
And twilights trimmed in purple haze
And laughing eyes and simple ways
And quiet nights and gentle days with you


Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine
Memories, memories, sweet memories, memories...



Nothingville

Nothingville
Only just a two-bit town
Where nothing's real
They treat me like a country clown

Nothingville
I ain't gonna keep-a-hangin' round'
The doors keep slammin' in my face
People keep puttin' me in my place

It's a rat's race at a snail's pace
Nothingville...Nothingville

Nothingville.....


Big Boss Man

Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?
Can't you hear me when I call?
Well you ain't so big, you know you're just tall that's all, All right
Well you got me workin' boss man
Workin' round the clock
I wanna little drink of water
But you won't let big Al stop
Big boss man now can't you hear me when I call? All right
I said you ain't so big, you know you're just tall that's all


Guitar Man

So I slept in the hobo jungles,
Roamed a thousand miles off track,
Till I found myself in Mobile Alabama,
At a club they call Big Jack's,
A little four-piece band was jammin',
So I took my guitar and I sat in,
I showed 'em what a band would sound like,
With a swingin' little guitar man.
Show 'em, son

 


Little Egypt

I went and bought myself a ticket and I sat down in the very first row
They pulled the curtain but then when they turned the spotlight way down low
Little Egypt came out a-struttin' wearin' nothin' but a button and a bow
Singing, ying-ying, ying-ying, ying-ying, ying-ying


Trouble

If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standing up
And talking back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me

I've never looked for trouble
But I've never ran
I don't take no orders
From no kind of man
I'm only made out
Of flesh, blood and bone
But if you're gonna start a rumble
Don't you try it on alone
Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me
I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be
I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be
So don't mess around don't mess around don't mess around with me
I'm evil, I'm evil, evil, evil
So don't mess around, don't mess around with me
I'm evil, I tell you I'm evil
So don't mess around with me
Yeah!


Guitar Man ( TV Special Verse )

Well, I came a long way from the carwash,
Got to where I said I'd get
Now that I'm here I know for sure
I really ain't got there yet
Think I'll start all over
Swing my guitar over my back
I'm gonna get myself back on the track
I'll never, never ever look back
I'll never be more than what I am
Wouldn't you know
I' m a swinging little Guitar man


If I Can Dream

There must be lights burning brighter somewhere
Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue
If I can dream of a better land
Where all my brothers walk hand in hand
Tell me why, oh why, oh why can't my dream come true
Oh why

There must be peace and understanding sometime
Strong winds of promise that will blow away
the doubt and fear
If I can dream of a warmer sun
Where hope keeps shining on everyone
Tell me why, oh why, oh why won't that sun appear

We're lost in a cloud
With too much rain
We're trapped in a world
That's troubled with pain
But as long as a man
Has the strength to dream
He can redeem his soul and fly

Deep in my heart there's a tremblin' question
Still I am sure that the answer, answer's gonna come somehow
Out there in the dark, there's a beckoning candle, yeah
And while I can think, while I can talk
While I can stand, while I can walk
While I can dream, please let my dream
Come true......right now