Patti's BIRDLAND in two versions (Wilhelm Reich & Rimbaud) at the Cellar Door

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Thanks Steve and Andrew for the link to these fabulous complete concerts from Wolfgangs Vault.. what incredible shows! 
   
  One of the first Patti LP bootlegs I ever heard was IN HEAT, which had great sound quality, but now finally hearing the complete Cellar Door shows, it's anybody's guess why they only included five songs ("Real Good Time Together", "Kimberly", "Redondo Beach"  "Pale Blue Eyes/Louie Louie") from all the great material they had to choose from. And why they needed to include a sensored version of "My Generation" is anybody's guess. Must have thought record stores who accepted bootlegs would be offended by lyrics like "we don't give no fucking shit!"   
   
  Anyway, as J and Andrew point out the setlists and bio info on Patti at the page are highly innacurate. 
   
  Here's a more accurate version of the setlists and a transcript of Patti's inmproved Birdland lyrics:  
   
   
  Early Show  7:00 pm 
   
   
  Were Gonna Have a Real Good Time Together
Privilege (Set Me Free) 
Aint It Strange
Kimberly
Redondo Beach
Free Money
Pale Blue Eyes/Louie Louie
Pumping (My Heart) 
Classic Patti rap:    
  Johnny Carson - the colors of the spectrum - Surfin' Bird (The Trashmen) - etc.   
Birdland (classic Wilhelm Reich version)  
Gloria  
  My Generation
   
   
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  Late Show  10:30 pm 
   
  Were Gonna Have a Real Good Time Together 
Slavery Days (Burning Spear) 
Privilege (Set Me Free) 
Aint It Strange
Kimberly
Redondo Beach
Free Money
Pale Blue Eyes/Louie Louie
Pumping (My Heart) 
Jolene 
Birdland (Rimbaud version) 
Horses (white tea) / Gloria (snippet)  
  My Generation

   
  Birdland at both shows is absolutely incredible... classic version at the first show, and at the second Patti turns it into a complete stream of consiousness rap starting with her religious  bio and merging it into a Rimbaud bio...  priceless Patti!  
   
   
  BIRDLAND (classic early show version) 
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  Wilhelm Reich died in a federal penitentiary 
for investigating and opening up and illuminating 
the fields of UFO-ology, rock 'n' roll, orgasm and... 
black silk ties 
   
  Around the throat of the warden he knotted up his tie 
and went out into the parole room 
(the warden) told Wilhelm Reich's little son Peter 
that his father had died 
so every day Peter chewed up a little more black silk and spit it out 
and waited for his father to come down and get him in a big, black UFO 
   
  His father died and left him a little farm in New England 
All the long black funeral cars left the scene 
And the boy was just standing there alone 
Looking at the shiny fields 
Him and his daddy used to sit inside 
And circle the blue fields and grease the night 
It was if someone had spread butter on all the fine points of the stars 
because when he looked up they started to slip 
  Then he put his head in the crux of his arm 
And he started to drift, drift to the belly of a ship 
Let the ship slide open, and he went inside of it 
And saw his daddy 'hind the control board streaming beads of light 
He saw his daddy 'hind the control board 
he was very different tonight 
'Cause he was not human - he was not human 
 
The little boy's face lit up with such naked joy 
he was sitting alone in the big white truck 
he was sitting on the street 
he saw a spark fly up 
he saw the red lights 
inside the truck things started to get hazy 
he was sitting there smoking another joint 
oh, I wish they would legalize marijuana so that I could smoke dope on stage
'cause I like to be stoned when I listen to music 
I like to put on  Mermaids turn the tide while you experience 
Moon like miles while you lay on the bed 
and fantasize  fantasize, oh, what a voyage 
oh, take a little, little, little trip with me
oh, I remember just how it feels 
even though I don't know him
I dont know him, but I know how it feels to be alien 
he was rushing around the fields 
fall on your knees, kid 
No, daddy, don't leave me here alone 
Take me up, daddy, to the belly of your ship 
Let the ship slide open and I'll go inside of it 
Where you are not human, you are not human 
   
  But nobody heard the boy's cry of alarm
nobody there except for the birds 
  up up up up up up
Oh, let's go up, up, take me up, I'll go up,
I'm going up, I'm going up
Take me up, I'm going up, I'll go up there 
Go up go up go up go up up up up up up up 
Up, up to the belly of a ship.
Let the ship slide open and we'll go inside of it 
Where we are not human, we're not human 
I'm quite human 
   
   

       
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