Unique recordings of Jimmy Smith, the Cannonball Adderley Quintet featuring George Duke, Dave Brubeck & his Trio with Gerry Mulligan and Paul Desmond,and the Charles Mingus Sextet featuring Cat Anderson at the 7th Newport Jazz Festival at the Doelen, Rotterdam, The Netherlands, 1971.
• 00’00” Hammond organist Jimmy Smith and his band, featuring among others the illustre Illinois Jacquet and James Moody on tenor saxophone and Art Farmer on flugelhorn, Kenny Burrell on guitar, Clark Terry on bugel and Roy Haynes on drums. A unique recording! • 05’36” The Cannonball Adderley Quintet featuring Julian Edwin ‘Cannonball’ Adderley, alto saxophone; Nat Adderley, cornet; George Duke, keyboards; Walter Booker, bass; Roy McCurdy, drums. • 22’50” Dave Brubeck Trio performs a great concert with his sidemen Jack Six, bass and Allan Dawson, drums. The trio is completed with alto saxophonist Paul Desmond and baritone saxophonist Gerry Mulligan. • 49’32” The concert is followed by an exerpt of the concert of the Charles Mingus Sextet with Cat Anderson on trumpet at the same 7th Newport Jazz Festival This is part two of the recordings of the 7th Newport Jazz Festival 1971.
The recording was made 31st October 1971 at the Doelen Concert hall, Rotterdam, The Netherlands.
I’m not a big Dylan fan, but he sure had a way with words…
Well, the neighborhood bully, he’s just one man His enemies say he’s on their land They got him outnumbered about a million to one He got no place to escape to, no place to run He’s the neighborhood bully.
The neighborhood bully he just lives to survive He’s criticized and condemned for being alive He’s not supposed to fight back, he’s supposed to have thick skin He’s supposed to lay down and die when his door is kicked in He’s the neighborhood bully.
The neighborhood bully been driven out of every land He’s wandered the earth an exiled man Seen his family scattered, his people hounded and torn He’s always on trial for just being born He’s the neighborhood bully.
Well, he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized Old women condemned him, said he could apologize Then he destroyed a bomb factory, nobody was glad The bombs were meant for him. He was supposed to feel bad He’s the neighborhood bully.
Well, the chances are against it, and the odds are slim That he’ll live by the rules that the world makes for him ‘Cause there’s a noose at his neck and a gun at his back And a license to kill him is given out to every maniac He’s the neighborhood bully.
Well, he got no allies to really speak of What he gets he must pay for, he don’t get it out of love He buys obsolete weapons and he won’t be denied But no one sends flesh and blood to fight by his side He’s the neighborhood bully.
Well, he’s surrounded by pacifists who all want peace They pray for it nightly that the bloodshed must cease Now, they wouldn’t hurt a fly. To hurt one they would weep They lay and they wait for this bully to fall asleep He’s the neighborhood bully.
Every empire that’s enslaved him is gone Egypt and Rome, even the great Babylon He’s made a garden of paradise in the desert sand In bed with nobody, under no one’s command He’s the neighborhood bully.
Now his holiest books have been trampled upon No contract that he signed was worth that what it was written on He took the crumbs of the world and he turned it into wealth Took sickness and disease and he turned it into health He’s the neighborhood bully.
What’s anybody indebted to him for ? Nothing, they say. He just likes to cause war Pride and prejudice and superstition indeed They wait for this bully like a dog waits to feed He’s the neighborhood bully.
What has he done to wear so many scars ? Does he change the course of rivers ? Does he pollute the moon and stars ? Neighborhood bully, standing on the hill Running out the clock, time standing still Neighborhood bully.
Molina has the thought of the new generation that must be raised to show from whom come great prowess and great talents. He is very present the purpose to which he came to this earth, to glorify the name of our God having as Matthew 25: 14-30 the parable of the talents.
Hallelu el bekodsho (Praise God in His sanctuary) Halleluhu birki’a uzo (Praise Him in His mighty firmament) Halleluhu vigvurotav (Praise Him for His mighty acts) Halleluhu kerov gudlo (Praise Him according to His excellent greatness)
Halleluhu beteka shofar (Praise Him with the sound of the trumpet) Halleluhu benevel vechinor (Praise Him with the lute and harp) Halleluhu betof umachol (Praise Him with the timbrel and dance) Halleluhu beminim veugav (Praise him with stringed instruments and flutes)
Halleluhu betziltzelei shama (Praise Him with loud cymbals) Halleluhu betzilzelei tru’a (Praise Him clashing cymbals) Kol han’shama tehalel ya (Let everything that has breath praise the Lord) Hallelujah Hallelujah