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
Ao sentir o mundo ao meu redor Nada vi que pudesse ser real Percebi que todos buscam paz porém em vão Pois naquilo que procuram não há solução, não há solução
Só em jesus a paz real eu pude encontrar O seu amor pude experimentar Me entreguei a Cristo e a vida eterna vou gozar
Posso ver que você não é feliz Vou dizer que não pode ser feliz Se continuar a procurar em vão Em caminhos que não trazem a solução, não trazem solução
Só em Jesus a paz real você vai encontrar O seu amor vai experimentar Venha a Jesus Cristo e a vida eterna vai gozar
Wikipedia says it’s earliest known printed edition is dated to c. 1760.
God rest ye merry, gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan’s power When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy
In Bethlehem, in Israel This blessed Babe was born And laid within a manger Upon this blessed morn The which His Mother Mary Did nothing take in scorn O tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy
From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name O tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy
“Fear not then”, said the Angel “Let nothing you affright This day is born a Saviour Of a pure Virgin bright To free all those who trust in Him From Satan’s power and might” O tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy
The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind And left their flocks a-feeding In tempest, storm and wind And went to Bethlehem straightway The Son of God to find O tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy
And when they came to Bethlehem Where our dear Saviour lay They found Him in a manger Where oxen feed on hay His Mother Mary kneeling down Unto the Lord did pray O tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy
Now to the Lord sing praises All you within this place And with true love and brotherhood Each other now embrace This holy tide of Christmas All other doth deface O tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy
