King Creole

 

Commentaire de Ph.T

Le film King Créole se déroulant à la Nouvelle Orléans, la B.O de celui-ci va permettre au King du R 'n' R de s'essayer à un nouvel exercice de style musical (ô combien atypique pour Elvis ). Pour parfaire le résultat, il faut adjoindre aux Jordanaires et aux musiciens habituels, d'autres choristes ( en l'occurence Kittie White pour "crawfish" ) et instrumentalistes jouant entre autre : trompette, saxo, tuba, trombone...Même les Jordanaires sont mobilisés pour jouer de la basse, des cymbales et du bongo !!!

Le résultat est étonnant et trés interessant. Certes, il y a des ballades et des rocks traditionnels, comme "don't ask me why" ou  "king Créole" superbement accompagnés vocalement et instrumentalement. Mais il y a surtout de suptiles mélanges de musique rock classique et de sonorités de la nouvelle orléans avec "dixieland rock" ou  "hard headed woman",  où, aprés un solo de guitare, enchainent les cuivres.

De même, l'introduction et la conclusion de "trouble" embalent sublimement la musique rock de leurs sonorités "jazzy".

Dans "New Orleans", 100 % musique locale, l'interprétation d'Elvis est magistrale. A croire que ce style musical fait parti de son être, de sa culture profonde ( à l' instar du gospel ).

Dans "crawfish", la voix de velour du king fait merveille, en duo avec Kittie White et sa voix rocailleuse. Cette tonalité d'Elvis que l'on retrouve aussi avec "lover doll" ; voix de velour, guitare sèche, choristes : tous les ingrédients sont réunis pour créer une superbe ballade. Simple, efficace.

Mais la voix du chanteur se fait également  douce pour mieux monter en puissance dans "as long as i have you". Elle est pleine de sincérité. A ce niveau, il ne s'agit plus de cinéma ! Elvis nous donne vraiment l'impression de faire sa déclaration.

La B.O de King Créole est toute aussi intéressante, selon moi,  que le film du même nom.

Album édité en août 1958 !

King Creole
As long as I have you
Hard headed woman
Trouble
Steadfast, loyal and true
Dixieland rock
Don't ask me why

Lover doll
Crawfish
Young dreams
New Orleans

 


Les Paroles

King Creole

There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole

When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And "that's all she wrote"

Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans

Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet

When he gets the rockin' fever
baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin'
'Till his guitar breaks


As long as I have you

Let the stars fade and fall
And I won't care at all
As long as I have you

Every kiss brings a thrill
And I know that it will
As long as I have you

Let's think of the future
Forget the past
You're not my first love
But you're my last
Take the love that I bring
Then I'll have everything
As long as I have you

Let's think of the future
Forget the past
You're not my first love
But you're my last
Take the love that I bring
Then I'll have everything
As long as I have you

As long, as long as I have you


Hard headed woman

Well a hard headed woman,
a soft hearted man
been the cause of trouble
ever since the world began.
Oh yeah, ever since the world began
a hard headed woman been
a thorn in the side of man.

Now Adam told to Eve,
"Listen here to me,
don't you let me catch you
messin' round that apple tree."
Oh yeah, ever since the world began
a hard headed woman been
a thorn in the side of man.

Now Samson told Delilah
loud and clear,
"Keep your cotton pickin' fingers
out my curly hair."
Oh yeah, ever since the world began
a hard headed woman been
a thorn in the side of man.

I heard about a king
who was doin' swell
till he started playing
with that evil Jezebel.
Oh yeah, ever since the world began
a hard headed woman been a thorn in the side of man.

I got a woman,
a head like a rock.
If she ever went away
I'd cry around the clock.
Oh yeah, ever since the world began
a hard headed woman been
a thorn in the side of man.


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!


Steadfast, loyal and true

Farewell, Royal High School,
We'll remember you.
Dear alma mater,
We're steadfast, loyal, and true.

As we go onward
In the lives we lead.
Your light will guide us,
Your motto is our creed.

We will look back fondly
At your ivy walls,
Recalling precious moments
Within your hallowed halls.

Farewell, Royal High School,
We'll remember you.
Dear alma mater,
We're steadfast, loyal, and true.

 
Dixieland rock

Well down in New Orleans at the Golden Goose
I grabbed a green-eyed dolly that was on the loose
Well I dig that music, well she said me too
I said pretty baby come on and let's do

The Dixieland rock
Well the Dixieland rock
Let your hair down Sugar, shake it free
And do the Dixieland rock with me

With the blue light shining on her swinging hips
She got the drummer so nervous that he lost his sticks
The cornet player hit a note that's flat
The tromboner hit him while the poor cat sat

The Dixieland rock
Well the Dixieland rock
Let your hair down Sugar, shake it free
And do the Dixieland rock with me

I was all pooped out and when the clock struck four
But she said no daddy can't leave the floor
She wore a clinging dress that fit so tight
She couldn't sit down so we danced all night

The Dixieland rock
Well the Dixieland rock
Let your hair down Sugar, shake it free
And do the Dixieland rock with me
Let your hair dance Sugar, shake it
And do the Dixieland rock with me


Don't ask me why

I'll go on loving you
Don't ask me why
Don't know what else to do
Don't ask me why

How sad my heart would be
If you should go
Though you're not good for me
I want you so

It's not the kind
Of love I dream about
But it's the kind
That I can't live without

You're all I'm longing for
Don't say good-bye
I need you more and more
Don't ask me why
I need you more and more
Don't ask me why


Lover doll

Lover doll, oh lover doll
Lover doll, lover doll
You're the cutest lover doll
That I ever did ever see
Let me tell you lover doll
You were meant, just meant for me

On the first time that I saw you
How I fell for your cuddly charms
Lover doll I'm crazy for you
Let me rock you in my arms

I'm so glad I found you
Never thought dollies came full grown
I'm gonna tie a ribbon around you
Wrap you up and take you home

I would never treat you badly
Like a cast away broken toy
Lover doll I love you madly
Let me be your lover boy

I'm so glad I found you
Never thought dollies came full grown
I'm gonna tie a ribbon around you
Wrap you up and take you home

I would never treat you badly
Like a cast away broken toy
Lover doll I love you madly
Let me be your lover boy

Lover doll, lover doll
Lover doll, lover doll
Lover doll, lover doll
Let me be your lover boy

Lover doll, lover doll
Lover doll, lover doll
Lover doll, lover doll
Let me be your lover boy
Let me be your lover boy
Let me be your lover boy


Crawfish

Crawfish
Well I went to the bayou just last night
There was no moon but the stars were bright
Put a big long hook on a big long pole
And I pulled Mr. Crawfish out of his hole
Crawfish

See I got him, see the size
Stripped and cleaned before your eyes
Sweet meat look, fresh and ready to cook
Crawfish

Now take Mr. Crawfish in your hand
He's gonna look good in your frying pan
If you fry him crisp or you boil him right
He'll be sweeter than sugar when you take a bite
Crawfish

 
Young dreams

(Young dreams of love, young dreams of love)
Young dreams (Young dreams, young dreams)
My heart is filled with young dreams (dreams)
And I'm longing to
Share them all with you

In my eyes, (my eyes, my eyes)
Oh can't you see in my eyes (in eyes)
That you're the only one who
Can make my young dreams come true

I have young arms
That wanna hold you (hold you)
Hold you oh so tight
I have young lips (lips)
That want to kiss you (kiss you)
Kiss you morning noon and night
Take my hand (my hand my hand)
Oh darling take my hand (take hand)
And let me make you a part
Of all my young dreams of love

I have young arms
That wanna hold you (hold you)
Hold you oh so tight
I have young lips (lips)
That want to kiss you (kiss you)
Kiss you morning noon and night
Take my hand (my hand my hand)
Oh darling take my hand (take hand)
And let me make you a part
Of all my young dreams of love
A part of all of my young dreams of love
(Young dreams of love, young dreams of love)

 
New Orleans

You'll never know
What heaven means
Until you've been down to New Orleans
You ain't been livin' till you cuddle and coo
With some black-eyed baby by de old bayou

You've never seen
You've never seen those Cupid doll queens
Like they got 'em in New Orleans
And, ooh, they love you like no-one can
It makes you awful glad that you were born a man.

If-if-if you ain't been there
Then you ain't been nowhere
The livin's lazy and the lovin's fine
If you feel low down
So help me Hannah
You should lose the blues in Loui-si-i-si-ana.

Get the lead
Get the lead out of your jeans
And hot foot it down, hot foot down to where?
New Orleans
Louisiana baby tells you stay awhile
Live it up, love it up, southern style
Way down in New New Orleans.