Street Level |
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Published on Bandcamp on June 26, 2021
This is a "copy" of the 2014 CD release, so covers both versions of the album |
Street Level contains live recordings from a Hollywood concert on side one, and studio recordings on side two. The original version was replaced within a year or so by a new pressing containing a completely different second side
Side 1, both releases
poem [re-titled as first day in church on second release]
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The first time that I went to church was on a Sunday morning
An’ from what I’d heard I figured I’d spend me whole time yawning
At eighteen years of age or so I thought I knew it all
Me hair was long, me jeans were tight. I loved a knife or buckle fight
Providing mates stood left and right and those we fought were small
But me mates and me we’d never been, so off to church we filed
We marched inside ‘bout three abreast, straight down the middle aisle
Ah some of us were smoking cigs, Ron was sucking candies
We sat in what they called a pew, then looked around to see just who would come inside
Let me tell you, everyone dressed like dandies
An’ the row behind was full o’ dames, you shoulda seen their looks
And one old dear, she gave me a smile and offered me some books
Ta! We opened them, passed them round, you shoulda seen the words
All set out like poetry is, the words put us in a tizz
And Fred says through his lemon fizz, these books is for the birds
Shhhhhh tchtchtchtchtchtch…..one old lady says, and the whole place buzzed
And Sam turns and says, oh do hush up, you make more noise than us
An’ we looked around the building then, it really was revealing
Sam says, hey mates, I get the score, there ain’t no carpets on the floor
An' see the rafters, they’re so poor they can’t afford a ceiling
Can’t afford electric either, using candles everywhere
Hey, coloured windows like me granny’s, at the bottom of her stairs
Shut your face I says to Sammy, I’m for listening, so is Ron
Then from the left without a noise, came a line of little boys
And Sam says in a puzzled voice, coo they’ve all got nighties on
Ah well then, then came men in robes and banners
Look at that one, must be queer
Then they dare condemn us for the way we choose our gear
Aye, and then there’s the minister, you know whose job’s to preach
The minister what’s his name
Those real long prayers and what he preaches, sounds just about the same
Ah, I came to church to listen, close, but I can’t dig the chat
Ah, he’s like [mumble] shifting sinking sand
And words like, ah judgement and reprimand
Well me and me mates don’t understand a language quite like that
I’m used to talking with me mates in words that have a meaning
But that there church was just about the weirdest place I’ve been in
If people like that kind of stuff, well let them, that’s ok
But let me tell you what I feel
I feel we need someone who’ll deal in words and thoughts
And things that’s real, I’d listen to what he’d say
Me mum once said, son, Jesus came to help young men like you
But Jesus came so long ago mum, an’ I don’t think it’s true
But is there someone here who can explain to me right now
Is Christ a myth, a madman’s whim
Em, some say that Christ can cure our sin
Is there a way to contact him, or will I die not knowing how
Listen, I only came to church to see if they could offer hope
But everything that happened there was way outside my scope
You know like afterwards, outside, there was a beggar on the grass
He held his hand out to the people, they’d smile, then they’d pass
I’m sure he reached for something real, for something more than cash
He begged them for a little cheer, an’ they all pretended not to hear
I get the message loud and clear
Church is middle class
The first time that I went to church was on a Sunday morning
An’ from what I’d heard I figured I’d spend me whole time yawning
At eighteen years of age or so I thought I knew it all
Me hair was long, me jeans were tight. I loved a knife or buckle fight
Providing mates stood left and right and those we fought were small
But me mates and me we’d never been, so off to church we filed
We marched inside ‘bout three abreast, straight down the middle aisle
Ah some of us were smoking cigs, Ron was sucking candies
We sat in what they called a pew, then looked around to see just who would come inside
Let me tell you, everyone dressed like dandies
An’ the row behind was full o’ dames, you shoulda seen their looks
And one old dear, she gave me a smile and offered me some books
Ta! We opened them, passed them round, you shoulda seen the words
All set out like poetry is, the words put us in a tizz
And Fred says through his lemon fizz, these books is for the birds
Shhhhhh tchtchtchtchtchtch…..one old lady says, and the whole place buzzed
And Sam turns and says, oh do hush up, you make more noise than us
An’ we looked around the building then, it really was revealing
Sam says, hey mates, I get the score, there ain’t no carpets on the floor
An' see the rafters, they’re so poor they can’t afford a ceiling
Can’t afford electric either, using candles everywhere
Hey, coloured windows like me granny’s, at the bottom of her stairs
Shut your face I says to Sammy, I’m for listening, so is Ron
Then from the left without a noise, came a line of little boys
And Sam says in a puzzled voice, coo they’ve all got nighties on
Ah well then, then came men in robes and banners
Look at that one, must be queer
Then they dare condemn us for the way we choose our gear
Aye, and then there’s the minister, you know whose job’s to preach
The minister what’s his name
Those real long prayers and what he preaches, sounds just about the same
Ah, I came to church to listen, close, but I can’t dig the chat
Ah, he’s like [mumble] shifting sinking sand
And words like, ah judgement and reprimand
Well me and me mates don’t understand a language quite like that
I’m used to talking with me mates in words that have a meaning
But that there church was just about the weirdest place I’ve been in
If people like that kind of stuff, well let them, that’s ok
But let me tell you what I feel
I feel we need someone who’ll deal in words and thoughts
And things that’s real, I’d listen to what he’d say
Me mum once said, son, Jesus came to help young men like you
But Jesus came so long ago mum, an’ I don’t think it’s true
But is there someone here who can explain to me right now
Is Christ a myth, a madman’s whim
Em, some say that Christ can cure our sin
Is there a way to contact him, or will I die not knowing how
Listen, I only came to church to see if they could offer hope
But everything that happened there was way outside my scope
You know like afterwards, outside, there was a beggar on the grass
He held his hand out to the people, they’d smile, then they’d pass
I’m sure he reached for something real, for something more than cash
He begged them for a little cheer, an’ they all pretended not to hear
I get the message loud and clear
Church is middle class
peace pollution revolution
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The word is revolution
But no one’s fired the shot
Each side has its battle plans
A million counterplots
And the world is closely watching
As we near the battle line
But if you’re truly wise
You’ll keep your eyes on Palestine
The water is polluted
And the air is filled with death
And some day it won’t be easy
To stop and catch your breath
It’s all in Revelations
It’s part of the design
And if you’re truly wise
You’ll keep your eyes on Palestine
Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah [x2]
I marched for peace in Washington
And things were getting hot
Mmm mmm, I gave blood in Chicago
Went anaemic on the spot
I woulda hitch-hiked to Toronto
But it’s all a waste of time
So I’m writing down this song to you
To sing and pass along to you
And if you’re truly wise
You’ll keep your eyes on Palestine
A bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
Revolution
A bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
Peace and pollution
A bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
A tribulation
Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah la-an bah bah
Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
Revolution
Bah bah bah bah lah lan bah bah bah bah
[Coughs] Oh pollution
Tribulation
Mmm mmm ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ooh mmm ow
The word is revolution
But no one’s fired the shot
Each side has its battle plans
A million counterplots
And the world is closely watching
As we near the battle line
But if you’re truly wise
You’ll keep your eyes on Palestine
The water is polluted
And the air is filled with death
And some day it won’t be easy
To stop and catch your breath
It’s all in Revelations
It’s part of the design
And if you’re truly wise
You’ll keep your eyes on Palestine
Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah [x2]
I marched for peace in Washington
And things were getting hot
Mmm mmm, I gave blood in Chicago
Went anaemic on the spot
I woulda hitch-hiked to Toronto
But it’s all a waste of time
So I’m writing down this song to you
To sing and pass along to you
And if you’re truly wise
You’ll keep your eyes on Palestine
A bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
Revolution
A bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
Peace and pollution
A bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
A tribulation
Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah la-an bah bah
Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
Revolution
Bah bah bah bah lah lan bah bah bah bah
[Coughs] Oh pollution
Tribulation
Mmm mmm ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ooh mmm ow
right here in america
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There are christians in Russia, they meet underground
In China they're killed when they're found
And in Cuba the christians live up in the hills
Because it’s not safe in the town
And to think it might happen right here in America
I know you think it’s not true
But it’s happening to christians right here in America
Wait till it happens to you
The christians in Berkeley are passing out bibles and food to the hungry
They're hoping to help out the people this way
But there are threats on the lives of their leaders and wives
They're not welcome to stay
And to think it might happen right here in America
Maybe you think it’s not true
If you think it’s not happening right here in America
Wait till it happens to you
There's an underground church and it’s following Jesus
And hoping to meet people's needs
But we don't have the time to build nice little churches
Besides we don't need to
We're holding our church in the streets
And we are passing out leaflets and underground pamphlets
From Buffalo to Monterey
And we're talking ‘bout Jesus and all of a sudden
We're arrested and taken away
So I ask you America, where do you stand
Your people are starving, they're beaten and they're raped
And they're dying in jail cells, so what are your plans
I'm not talking to congress or you politicians
Or panthers or muslims or Nixon or Birch
I'm addressing this song to the church
Cause I've been in your churches and sat in your pews
And heard sermons on just how much money you'll need for the year
And I've heard you make reference to Mexicans, Chinamen, niggers and Jews
And I gather you wish we would all disappear
And you call yourselves christians when really you're not
You're living your life as you please
If you're really a christian then put down yourself
And follow wherever God leads
I'm not talking religion, I'm talking ‘bout Jesus
Put all your plans on the shelf
Let's stop marching for peace and start marching for Jesus
And peace will take care of its self
Well I pray that we christians will get off our sofas
And stand up for what we believe
The time is too short and Christ is returning
We'd better get ready to leave
We who are christians should turn on the light
So the truth will shine bright as the day
Jesus will come like a thief in the night
And he'll steal all who love him away
There are christians in Russia, they meet underground
In China they're killed when they're found
And in Cuba the christians live up in the hills
Because it’s not safe in the town
And to think it might happen right here in America
I see you shaking your heads
And I hear you saying it just can't be true
But it's happened to me right here in America
Wait till it happens to you
There are christians in Russia, they meet underground
In China they're killed when they're found
And in Cuba the christians live up in the hills
Because it’s not safe in the town
And to think it might happen right here in America
I know you think it’s not true
But it’s happening to christians right here in America
Wait till it happens to you
The christians in Berkeley are passing out bibles and food to the hungry
They're hoping to help out the people this way
But there are threats on the lives of their leaders and wives
They're not welcome to stay
And to think it might happen right here in America
Maybe you think it’s not true
If you think it’s not happening right here in America
Wait till it happens to you
There's an underground church and it’s following Jesus
And hoping to meet people's needs
But we don't have the time to build nice little churches
Besides we don't need to
We're holding our church in the streets
And we are passing out leaflets and underground pamphlets
From Buffalo to Monterey
And we're talking ‘bout Jesus and all of a sudden
We're arrested and taken away
So I ask you America, where do you stand
Your people are starving, they're beaten and they're raped
And they're dying in jail cells, so what are your plans
I'm not talking to congress or you politicians
Or panthers or muslims or Nixon or Birch
I'm addressing this song to the church
Cause I've been in your churches and sat in your pews
And heard sermons on just how much money you'll need for the year
And I've heard you make reference to Mexicans, Chinamen, niggers and Jews
And I gather you wish we would all disappear
And you call yourselves christians when really you're not
You're living your life as you please
If you're really a christian then put down yourself
And follow wherever God leads
I'm not talking religion, I'm talking ‘bout Jesus
Put all your plans on the shelf
Let's stop marching for peace and start marching for Jesus
And peace will take care of its self
Well I pray that we christians will get off our sofas
And stand up for what we believe
The time is too short and Christ is returning
We'd better get ready to leave
We who are christians should turn on the light
So the truth will shine bright as the day
Jesus will come like a thief in the night
And he'll steal all who love him away
There are christians in Russia, they meet underground
In China they're killed when they're found
And in Cuba the christians live up in the hills
Because it’s not safe in the town
And to think it might happen right here in America
I see you shaking your heads
And I hear you saying it just can't be true
But it's happened to me right here in America
Wait till it happens to you
i wish we'd all been ready
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Life was filled with guns and war
And everyone got trampled on the floor
I wish we’d all been ready
Children died, the days grew cold
A piece of bread could buy a bag of gold
I wish we’d all been ready
There’s no time to change your mind
The son has come
And you’ve been left behind
A man and wife asleep in bed
She hears a noise and turns her head, he’s gone
I wish we’d all been ready
Two men walking up a hill
One disappears and one’s left standing still
I wish we’d all been ready
There’s no time to change your mind
The son has come
And you’ve been left behind
La la la la la la la
La-la la la la la la
Ah da na-ah-ah
Life was filled with guns and war
And everyone got trampled on the floor
I wish we’d all been ready
Children died, the days grew cold
A piece of bread could buy a bag of gold
I wish we’d all been ready
There’s no time to change your mind
How could you have been so blind
The father spoke, the demons dined
The son has come
An' you’ve been left behind
You’ve been left behind [x4]
Ah. Hallelujah [Spoken, by compere]
[Note that the spoken 'hallelujah' is removed on the Illegal Noise CD]
Life was filled with guns and war
And everyone got trampled on the floor
I wish we’d all been ready
Children died, the days grew cold
A piece of bread could buy a bag of gold
I wish we’d all been ready
There’s no time to change your mind
The son has come
And you’ve been left behind
A man and wife asleep in bed
She hears a noise and turns her head, he’s gone
I wish we’d all been ready
Two men walking up a hill
One disappears and one’s left standing still
I wish we’d all been ready
There’s no time to change your mind
The son has come
And you’ve been left behind
La la la la la la la
La-la la la la la la
Ah da na-ah-ah
Life was filled with guns and war
And everyone got trampled on the floor
I wish we’d all been ready
Children died, the days grew cold
A piece of bread could buy a bag of gold
I wish we’d all been ready
There’s no time to change your mind
How could you have been so blind
The father spoke, the demons dined
The son has come
An' you’ve been left behind
You’ve been left behind [x4]
Ah. Hallelujah [Spoken, by compere]
[Note that the spoken 'hallelujah' is removed on the Illegal Noise CD]
Side 2, original release
the six o'clock news
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One, two, three, four
I bought a ticket for South East Asia
I packed my camera and press card badge
They only paid me to stay the weekend
What if I never come back
The flight was pretty rough
Got a room, took a shower
The bellboy gook put my bags on the bed
He left without his tip, he-heh
Then I loaded up my Hasselblad full of film
And I stepped outside, stepped outside, yeah
I’m taking pictures of burning houses
Colour movies of misery
I hear the sound of guns
How red the mud becomes
I’ve got a close up view
I am, I am, I am
The six o’clock news
What can I do
All those kids without shoes
What can I do
Military coups
What can I do
I’m the six o’clock news
Yeah
Ooh ooh ooh-ooh ooh
Get back from Vietnam
I’ve got a suite at the Saigon Hilton
Cocktail parties with General Ky
We talk about how the war is going
And watch his colour TV
I’m the six o’clock news
What can I do
Drinking black market booze
What can I do
Red and white and true blue
What can I do
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
The six o’clock news
We-ah
Catch my plane flight back to the mainland
Fall asleep to the engine’s drone
I see the (we-ah) sound of guns
How red the mud becomes
I’ve got a close up view
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
The six o’clock news
What can I do
All those kids without shoes
What can I do
Napalm tattoos
What can I do
Guerrilla rendezvous
What can I do [x2]
Yeah
What can I do [x2]
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
The six o’clock news
(CBS, ABC, NBC) Yeah
CBS, ABC, NBC [x2]
Ah-eh
Ah-ah-aah
Woh
One, two, three, four
I bought a ticket for South East Asia
I packed my camera and press card badge
They only paid me to stay the weekend
What if I never come back
The flight was pretty rough
Got a room, took a shower
The bellboy gook put my bags on the bed
He left without his tip, he-heh
Then I loaded up my Hasselblad full of film
And I stepped outside, stepped outside, yeah
I’m taking pictures of burning houses
Colour movies of misery
I hear the sound of guns
How red the mud becomes
I’ve got a close up view
I am, I am, I am
The six o’clock news
What can I do
All those kids without shoes
What can I do
Military coups
What can I do
I’m the six o’clock news
Yeah
Ooh ooh ooh-ooh ooh
Get back from Vietnam
I’ve got a suite at the Saigon Hilton
Cocktail parties with General Ky
We talk about how the war is going
And watch his colour TV
I’m the six o’clock news
What can I do
Drinking black market booze
What can I do
Red and white and true blue
What can I do
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
The six o’clock news
We-ah
Catch my plane flight back to the mainland
Fall asleep to the engine’s drone
I see the (we-ah) sound of guns
How red the mud becomes
I’ve got a close up view
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
The six o’clock news
What can I do
All those kids without shoes
What can I do
Napalm tattoos
What can I do
Guerrilla rendezvous
What can I do [x2]
Yeah
What can I do [x2]
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
The six o’clock news
(CBS, ABC, NBC) Yeah
CBS, ABC, NBC [x2]
Ah-eh
Ah-ah-aah
Woh
she's a dancer
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She’s a dancer in the garden
And she dances with the flowers
In the early morning hours
When the wind shifts
And the fog drifts
She’s a dancer
She’s a dancer and she knows it
Everywhere she goes she shows it
Condescending
Not pretending
No regretting
No forgetting
She’s a dancer
And on my early morning walks I often find her
I sit pretending that I’m looking at the paper
Ooh-ooh
And on my early morning walks I often find her
I sit pretending that I’m looking at the paper
Ooh-ooh
And when people stop to watch her
She pretends she doesn’t see them
Doesn’t need them
And where she goes
There the wind blows
Though it’s only with the flowers
That she dances
And on my early morning walks I often find her
I sit pretending that (I sit there) I’m looking at the paper
Ooh-ooh
She’s a dancer in the garden
And she dances with the flowers
In the early morning hours
When the wind shifts
And the fog drifts
She’s a dancer
She’s a dancer and she knows it
Everywhere she goes she shows it
Condescending
Not pretending
No regretting
No forgetting
She’s a dancer
And on my early morning walks I often find her
I sit pretending that I’m looking at the paper
Ooh-ooh
And on my early morning walks I often find her
I sit pretending that I’m looking at the paper
Ooh-ooh
And when people stop to watch her
She pretends she doesn’t see them
Doesn’t need them
And where she goes
There the wind blows
Though it’s only with the flowers
That she dances
And on my early morning walks I often find her
I sit pretending that (I sit there) I’m looking at the paper
Ooh-ooh
i don't wanna lose you
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I don't wanna lose you to somebody else
I wanna keep you all to myself
Don't wanna lose you, lose you
You keep me deeply satisfied
All of the time
You know I love you
All of the time
Don't wanna lose you, lose you
I was lost and hungry
Love, love is what you brung me
If I ever see you start to run around
I'll break down
'Cause I don't wanna lose you to somebody else
I wanna keep you all to myself
Don't wanna lose you, lose you
No
Hmm hmmm
Oh
Pa pa pa pa pa [x2]
Lose you
Loo-hoo-oose you
I was lost and hungry
Love, love is what you brung me
If I ever see you start to run around
I'll break down
'Cause I don't wanna lose you to somebody else
I wanna keep you all to myself
Don't wanna lose you, lose you
To somebody else
I wanna keep you all to myself
Don't wanna lose you
(Lose) I don't wanna lose you to somebody else
I wanna keep you all to myself
Don't wanna lose you
I don't wanna lose you [x2]
Lose you, lose you, lose you
Lose you, lose you, lose you
Lose you
I don't wanna lose you to somebody else
I wanna keep you all to myself
Don't wanna lose you, lose you
You keep me deeply satisfied
All of the time
You know I love you
All of the time
Don't wanna lose you, lose you
I was lost and hungry
Love, love is what you brung me
If I ever see you start to run around
I'll break down
'Cause I don't wanna lose you to somebody else
I wanna keep you all to myself
Don't wanna lose you, lose you
No
Hmm hmmm
Oh
Pa pa pa pa pa [x2]
Lose you
Loo-hoo-oose you
I was lost and hungry
Love, love is what you brung me
If I ever see you start to run around
I'll break down
'Cause I don't wanna lose you to somebody else
I wanna keep you all to myself
Don't wanna lose you, lose you
To somebody else
I wanna keep you all to myself
Don't wanna lose you
(Lose) I don't wanna lose you to somebody else
I wanna keep you all to myself
Don't wanna lose you
I don't wanna lose you [x2]
Lose you, lose you, lose you
Lose you, lose you, lose you
Lose you
the price of living
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One two oomph [Spoken] [Note: The count in is removed on Rough Street Love Letter and on Street Level Illegal Noise CD]
The price of living's going up today
And costs are at an all-time high
I hold my head 'cause so am I
It's getting hard to find a place to stay
It’s overcrowded and it’s dirty, yes it is
And I don't want to sleep with thirty other kids
This isn't living, I feel like giving up
But if I'm strong, I'll get along
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
It’s another week
Life goes on, even for a freak
Life is rough but I'll make it through
Me, I'm tough, I know what to do
The price of living's going up today
And costs are at an all-time high
I hold my head 'cause so am I
Ba ba baa-a-ah
One two oomph [Spoken] [Note: The count in is removed on Rough Street Love Letter and on Street Level Illegal Noise CD]
The price of living's going up today
And costs are at an all-time high
I hold my head 'cause so am I
It's getting hard to find a place to stay
It’s overcrowded and it’s dirty, yes it is
And I don't want to sleep with thirty other kids
This isn't living, I feel like giving up
But if I'm strong, I'll get along
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
It’s another week
Life goes on, even for a freak
Life is rough but I'll make it through
Me, I'm tough, I know what to do
The price of living's going up today
And costs are at an all-time high
I hold my head 'cause so am I
Ba ba baa-a-ah
sigrid jane
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Ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow ow ow ow
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
You're so plain plain plain
But I love you
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
You're insane Sigrid Jane
But I love you
You’re never treated anything but wrong
And no one's ever loved you for long
But you were sure that someday love would ride
You knew that love would come along and be a welcome surprise
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
You're so plain plain plain
But I love you
Yeah
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
You're insane Sigrid Jane
But I love you
You’re never treated anything but wrong
You never curse
The worst you do is bite your tongue
You're never mad
You try to get along
The world around you falls and you stay strong
But how long
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
Ow ow ow ow ow
Oh I love you
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
Oh you're so strange
And I love you
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
Ow ow ow ow ow
Oh I love you
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
You're so strange
And I love you
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
(Wo Sigrid Jane)
Jane Jane Jane
What plain Jane
Oh Sigrid Jane
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
Oh Sigrid Jane
You’re so strange
Really strange
Ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow ow ow ow
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
You're so plain plain plain
But I love you
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
You're insane Sigrid Jane
But I love you
You’re never treated anything but wrong
And no one's ever loved you for long
But you were sure that someday love would ride
You knew that love would come along and be a welcome surprise
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
You're so plain plain plain
But I love you
Yeah
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
You're insane Sigrid Jane
But I love you
You’re never treated anything but wrong
You never curse
The worst you do is bite your tongue
You're never mad
You try to get along
The world around you falls and you stay strong
But how long
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
Ow ow ow ow ow
Oh I love you
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
Oh you're so strange
And I love you
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
Ow ow ow ow ow
Oh I love you
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
You're so strange
And I love you
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
(Wo Sigrid Jane)
Jane Jane Jane
What plain Jane
Oh Sigrid Jane
Sigrid Jane Jane Jane
Oh Sigrid Jane
You’re so strange
Really strange
Side 2, second release
baby out of wedlock
[Go to Song Page]
I had a baby out of wedlock
Her old man got me in a headlock
I was an unwed father
But don't bother feeling sorry for me
I took a lot of LSD
I smoked a lot of mar-ja-weenie
But it did not help me
It did not set me free
Jesus, why'd you go and do it
Why’d you help a guy like me
You saved me, you forgave me
And I swear you set me free
Aw, you took away my problems
One by one
I guess you knew what you was doing
When you sent your son
You know the way that I’ve been living
Has been taking without giving
And I hurt a lot of people
And I lost my friends
I spent a little time in prison
But I know the Lord has risen
And I'll never need
To be locked up again
Oh Jesus, why'd you go and do it
Why’d you help a guy like me
Saved me, you forgave me
And I swear you set me free
Aw, you took away my problems
One by one
I guess you knew what you was doing
When you sent your son
I think you knew what you was doing
When you sent your son
I had a baby out of wedlock
Her old man got me in a headlock
I was an unwed father
But don't bother feeling sorry for me
I took a lot of LSD
I smoked a lot of mar-ja-weenie
But it did not help me
It did not set me free
Jesus, why'd you go and do it
Why’d you help a guy like me
You saved me, you forgave me
And I swear you set me free
Aw, you took away my problems
One by one
I guess you knew what you was doing
When you sent your son
You know the way that I’ve been living
Has been taking without giving
And I hurt a lot of people
And I lost my friends
I spent a little time in prison
But I know the Lord has risen
And I'll never need
To be locked up again
Oh Jesus, why'd you go and do it
Why’d you help a guy like me
Saved me, you forgave me
And I swear you set me free
Aw, you took away my problems
One by one
I guess you knew what you was doing
When you sent your son
I think you knew what you was doing
When you sent your son
one way
[Go to Song Page]
One way, one way to heaven
Hold your fingers high
One way, free and forgiven
Children of the sky
Two roads diverged in the middle of my life
I heard the poet say
I took the one less travelled by
And that’s made the difference
Every night and every day, I say
One way, one way to heaven
Hold up high your hand
Follow, free and forgiven
Children of the lamb
In my youth I knew the truth
But I spent many years just sitting on the wrong track
Now that I’m older I’m bolder
And it’s high time I should be getting back
And that’s a fact
One way, one way to heaven
Hold up high your hand
Follow, free and forgiven
Children of the lamb
There’s only one way to heaven
Look inside you
He will guide you
One way, one way to heaven
Hold up high your hand
Follow, free and forgiven
Children of the lamb
One way, one way to heaven
Hold your fingers high
One way, free and forgiven
Children of the sky
Two roads diverged in the middle of my life
I heard the poet say
I took the one less travelled by
And that’s made the difference
Every night and every day, I say
One way, one way to heaven
Hold up high your hand
Follow, free and forgiven
Children of the lamb
In my youth I knew the truth
But I spent many years just sitting on the wrong track
Now that I’m older I’m bolder
And it’s high time I should be getting back
And that’s a fact
One way, one way to heaven
Hold up high your hand
Follow, free and forgiven
Children of the lamb
There’s only one way to heaven
Look inside you
He will guide you
One way, one way to heaven
Hold up high your hand
Follow, free and forgiven
Children of the lamb
blue shoes white
[Go to Song Page]
Rolling on Blue Shoes White take one
One two three ten [Spoken]
One two three four
I had the rhythm of living in my shoes
Along come the rhythm and blues
The blues caught up and put me in a trance
And my shoes refused to dance, dance, dance, dance, wo-oh
My life began to slip and slide
And I had no hope
No place to hide
I borrowed a gun, I had nothing to lose
I figured it’s time to hang up my shoes
He came along that very day
He asked me why I walk this way
My soles half worn and my tongue hung about
And with broken laces I’m tripping out
He said to me, get up and walk
And I said, why don’t we sit down and talk
He said, how ‘bout a new soul
I uh-ah, no chance
I’m going to put these shoes in an ambulance
Be-oo-bop bea-bow-ow
He reached right out and touched my toes
Everybody knows how the rest of the story goes
If you’re steppin’ though life, then my appeal
Is to follow in his footsteps and get your soles re-heeled
And if ya, ya huh, you wanna give your feet a treat
Honey, get ready to walk down the golden street
But be careful how you use your shoes
And don’t waste your time on the rhythm and blues, ooh
He turns blue shoes white
He turns blue shoes white
He makes your wrong feet go right
He turns your black soul white, that’s right
He turns blue shoes white, c’mon man
He turns blu-oo-ooh shoes white
W H I T E white
White like a light, light
He turns blue-ue-ue-ue-ue shoes
Go on shine ‘em up, come on, come on, tie ‘em right, tie ‘em right
Keep it going, come on, get my feet moving, come on
Tell me what
Let's try one more time. Or do we have enough tape? [Spoken]
[Note that the spoken 'Or do we have enough tape?' is removed on the Illegal Noise CD]
Rolling on Blue Shoes White take one
One two three ten [Spoken]
One two three four
I had the rhythm of living in my shoes
Along come the rhythm and blues
The blues caught up and put me in a trance
And my shoes refused to dance, dance, dance, dance, wo-oh
My life began to slip and slide
And I had no hope
No place to hide
I borrowed a gun, I had nothing to lose
I figured it’s time to hang up my shoes
He came along that very day
He asked me why I walk this way
My soles half worn and my tongue hung about
And with broken laces I’m tripping out
He said to me, get up and walk
And I said, why don’t we sit down and talk
He said, how ‘bout a new soul
I uh-ah, no chance
I’m going to put these shoes in an ambulance
Be-oo-bop bea-bow-ow
He reached right out and touched my toes
Everybody knows how the rest of the story goes
If you’re steppin’ though life, then my appeal
Is to follow in his footsteps and get your soles re-heeled
And if ya, ya huh, you wanna give your feet a treat
Honey, get ready to walk down the golden street
But be careful how you use your shoes
And don’t waste your time on the rhythm and blues, ooh
He turns blue shoes white
He turns blue shoes white
He makes your wrong feet go right
He turns your black soul white, that’s right
He turns blue shoes white, c’mon man
He turns blu-oo-ooh shoes white
W H I T E white
White like a light, light
He turns blue-ue-ue-ue-ue shoes
Go on shine ‘em up, come on, come on, tie ‘em right, tie ‘em right
Keep it going, come on, get my feet moving, come on
Tell me what
Let's try one more time. Or do we have enough tape? [Spoken]
[Note that the spoken 'Or do we have enough tape?' is removed on the Illegal Noise CD]
i've searched all around the world
[Go to Song Page]
Darkness can't hide much longer
The spirit is getting stronger
You keep the dance halls humming
But the end of the age is coming
I've searched all around the world to find a grain of truth
I've opened the mouth of love and found a wisdom tooth
Maybe you think I'm plastic
But your situation's drastic
I'm glad my faith is stronger
This world won't last much longer
I've searched all around the world to find a place of peace
I've sat in the shade of God and watched the joy increase
Na na na na na na
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Maybe you think I'm plastic
But your situation's drastic
This time you can't restrain me
Though in the past you've slain me
Maybe you think I'm wrong now
But this is my only song now
I've searched all around the world to find a grain of truth
I've opened the mouth of love and found a wisdom tooth
Yes I've searched all around the world to find a place of peace
I've sat in the shade of God and watched the joy increase
Well I've searched all around the world to find a grain of truth
And I've opened the mouth of love and I found a wisdom tooth
Yes I've searched all around the world to find a place of peace
And I've sat in the shade of God and I’ve watched the joy increase
I said I've searched all around the world to find a grain of truth
I've opened the mouth of love and found a wisdom tooth
[Note that the Illegal Noise CD ends at 'I've opened the mouth of love an']
Darkness can't hide much longer
The spirit is getting stronger
You keep the dance halls humming
But the end of the age is coming
I've searched all around the world to find a grain of truth
I've opened the mouth of love and found a wisdom tooth
Maybe you think I'm plastic
But your situation's drastic
I'm glad my faith is stronger
This world won't last much longer
I've searched all around the world to find a place of peace
I've sat in the shade of God and watched the joy increase
Na na na na na na
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Maybe you think I'm plastic
But your situation's drastic
This time you can't restrain me
Though in the past you've slain me
Maybe you think I'm wrong now
But this is my only song now
I've searched all around the world to find a grain of truth
I've opened the mouth of love and found a wisdom tooth
Yes I've searched all around the world to find a place of peace
I've sat in the shade of God and watched the joy increase
Well I've searched all around the world to find a grain of truth
And I've opened the mouth of love and I found a wisdom tooth
Yes I've searched all around the world to find a place of peace
And I've sat in the shade of God and I’ve watched the joy increase
I said I've searched all around the world to find a grain of truth
I've opened the mouth of love and found a wisdom tooth
[Note that the Illegal Noise CD ends at 'I've opened the mouth of love an']
no more l.s.d. for me
[Go to Song Page]
No more LSD for me, I met the man from Galilee
And he saved my soul, he made me whole
And heaven is my home
Mmm-mm-hmm-hmm
He takes good care you know
He's everywhere you go
He fed me bread and he fixed my head
Untangled all my threads
Take a chance with Jesus, I highly recommend it
Let him change your heart, let him mend it
Take a chance with Jesus
Ask him in and forget your sin
Sing a song that sets you free
Sing a song of calvary
They stole his duds and shed his blood
But he rose up from the mud
No more LSD for me, I met the man from Galilee
I'm so happy, yes I am
I've been washed in the blood of the lamb
Take a chance with Jesus, and do yourself a favour
Let him change your life, let him be your saviour
Take a chance with Jesus
God don't shove but the love's above
No more LSD for me, I met the man from Galilee
I'm so happy yes I am
I've been washed in the blood of the lamb
Sing a song that sets you free mama, sing a song of calvary
I said I'm so happy, oh yes I am
I've been washed in the blood of the lamb
Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Jesus fished because we floundered
Jesus walked upon the waves
And the world is sick, Jesus heals
And only Jesus saves
He took away my problems one by one
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
You took away my fears
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
You wiped away my tears
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
He makes me feel so good
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
I hope it's understood
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
He came into my heart
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
I got a brand new start
Sing a song that sets you free, sing a song of calvary
I'm so happy, yes I am
I've been washed in the blood of the lamb [x2]
No more LSD for me, I met the man from Galilee
And he saved my soul, he made me whole
And heaven is my home
Mmm-mm-hmm-hmm
He takes good care you know
He's everywhere you go
He fed me bread and he fixed my head
Untangled all my threads
Take a chance with Jesus, I highly recommend it
Let him change your heart, let him mend it
Take a chance with Jesus
Ask him in and forget your sin
Sing a song that sets you free
Sing a song of calvary
They stole his duds and shed his blood
But he rose up from the mud
No more LSD for me, I met the man from Galilee
I'm so happy, yes I am
I've been washed in the blood of the lamb
Take a chance with Jesus, and do yourself a favour
Let him change your life, let him be your saviour
Take a chance with Jesus
God don't shove but the love's above
No more LSD for me, I met the man from Galilee
I'm so happy yes I am
I've been washed in the blood of the lamb
Sing a song that sets you free mama, sing a song of calvary
I said I'm so happy, oh yes I am
I've been washed in the blood of the lamb
Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Jesus fished because we floundered
Jesus walked upon the waves
And the world is sick, Jesus heals
And only Jesus saves
He took away my problems one by one
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
You took away my fears
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
You wiped away my tears
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
He makes me feel so good
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
I hope it's understood
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
He came into my heart
I guess you knew what you was doing when you sent your son
I got a brand new start
Sing a song that sets you free, sing a song of calvary
I'm so happy, yes I am
I've been washed in the blood of the lamb [x2]
jim ware's blues
[Go to Song Page]
Sipping whiskey from a paper cup
You drown your sorrows ‘til you can’t stand up
Take a look at what you’ve done to yourself
Why don’t you put the bottle back on the shelf
Yellow fingered from your cigarettes
Your hands are shaking while your body sweats
Why don’t you look into Jesus
He's got the answers
Gonorrhoea on valentine’s day (VD [Spoken very faintly])
If you’re still looking for the perfect lay
You think rock ’n’ roll will set you free
Honey, you’ll be deaf before you’re thirty three
Shooting junk until you’re half insane
Broken needle in your purple vein
Why don’t you look into Jesus
He's got the answers
You work all night, sleep all day
Take your money, throw it all away
You say you’re gonna be a superstar
But you've never hung around enough to find out who you really are
Now think back to when you were a child
Your soul was free and your heart ran wild
Each day was different, life was a thrill
You knew tomorrow would be better still
But things have changed, you’re much older now
If you’re unhappy and you don’t know how
Why don’t you look into Jesus
He got the answers
Yea-ah
Ah-why don’t you look into Jesus
He got the answers
I said now
Oh why don’t you look into Jesus
He got the answer
Why don’t you look into Jesus
He got the answer
Yea-eah [Yawn-like]
Now take a look, take a look
Sipping whiskey from a paper cup
You drown your sorrows ‘til you can’t stand up
Take a look at what you’ve done to yourself
Why don’t you put the bottle back on the shelf
Yellow fingered from your cigarettes
Your hands are shaking while your body sweats
Why don’t you look into Jesus
He's got the answers
Gonorrhoea on valentine’s day (VD [Spoken very faintly])
If you’re still looking for the perfect lay
You think rock ’n’ roll will set you free
Honey, you’ll be deaf before you’re thirty three
Shooting junk until you’re half insane
Broken needle in your purple vein
Why don’t you look into Jesus
He's got the answers
You work all night, sleep all day
Take your money, throw it all away
You say you’re gonna be a superstar
But you've never hung around enough to find out who you really are
Now think back to when you were a child
Your soul was free and your heart ran wild
Each day was different, life was a thrill
You knew tomorrow would be better still
But things have changed, you’re much older now
If you’re unhappy and you don’t know how
Why don’t you look into Jesus
He got the answers
Yea-ah
Ah-why don’t you look into Jesus
He got the answers
I said now
Oh why don’t you look into Jesus
He got the answer
Why don’t you look into Jesus
He got the answer
Yea-eah [Yawn-like]
Now take a look, take a look
Illegal Noise CD, 2001
Larry basically "bootlegged the bootleggers" for the Illegal Noise series, hence its name. This release combined all three sides from the original LPs. Gaps between songs are all but removed, and most songs have part of their start or end, or both cut off
The applause and preamble at the start of Poem are removed, as is the silence at the end
The applause at the end of PeacePollutionRevolution is shortened, also removing the three guitar notes that suggest Moses In The Wilderness was the next song performed on the night
The applause at the end of Right Here In America is shortened
The introduction to I Wish We'd All Been Ready is cut in half, removing the run through over the applause. The applause at the end is also shortened, and the spoken 'hallelujah' removed
The fade out on Baby Out Of Wedlock is cut short. Likewise One Way, I've Searched All Around, No More LSD For Me and She's A Dancer. I've Searched All Around also has the initial drum trill removed
Part of the chatter at the end of Blue Shoes White is removed
The fade out on Why Don't You Look Into Jesus ends significantly earlier
The start of I Am The Six O'Clock News is cut slightly and the fade out is cut short by about a second
The count in is removed from the start of The Price Of Living and the fade out is cut short by about a second
Sigrid Jane ends about a second early, abruptly rather than fading smoothly to silence
Larry basically "bootlegged the bootleggers" for the Illegal Noise series, hence its name. This release combined all three sides from the original LPs. Gaps between songs are all but removed, and most songs have part of their start or end, or both cut off
The applause and preamble at the start of Poem are removed, as is the silence at the end
The applause at the end of PeacePollutionRevolution is shortened, also removing the three guitar notes that suggest Moses In The Wilderness was the next song performed on the night
The applause at the end of Right Here In America is shortened
The introduction to I Wish We'd All Been Ready is cut in half, removing the run through over the applause. The applause at the end is also shortened, and the spoken 'hallelujah' removed
The fade out on Baby Out Of Wedlock is cut short. Likewise One Way, I've Searched All Around, No More LSD For Me and She's A Dancer. I've Searched All Around also has the initial drum trill removed
Part of the chatter at the end of Blue Shoes White is removed
The fade out on Why Don't You Look Into Jesus ends significantly earlier
The start of I Am The Six O'Clock News is cut slightly and the fade out is cut short by about a second
The count in is removed from the start of The Price Of Living and the fade out is cut short by about a second
Sigrid Jane ends about a second early, abruptly rather than fading smoothly to silence
And God said, Let the waters under the heaven be gathered together unto one place, and let the dry land appear: and it was so. And so - - - the dry land is Street Level. And the evening and the morning were the third day
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Solid Rock Records SRD 866 [1999, USA]
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Kode: RSLL-US1 and RSLL-US2
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Street Level was first issued on CD as part of the four album set Rough Street Love Letter This set features the first version of the album, albeit slightly altered through the removal of the count in to the song The Price Of Living |
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Solid Rock Records, uncatalogued Illegal Noise Series [2001, USA, CDR]
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[Red] Kode: SL-US15
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There are "red" and "blue" versions, signified by the colour of the text "Illegal Noise Series". Copies also exist with a combination of both colours - red disc with blue artwork and vice versa Double sided insert |
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Solid Rock Records SRD-970 [2005, USA, CDR]
4 page booklet Kode: SL-US19 |
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Solid Rock Records SRD-970 [2005, USA, CDR]
4 page booklet Kode: SL-US31 Same as SL-US19 except for the absence of colour 'aura' or bleeding on the disc face. Also, the booklet text is bolder |
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Solid Rock Records SRD-970 [2005, USA, CDR]
4 page booklet Kode: SL-US20 Same as SL-US19 except for the purple colour 'aura' or bleeding on the disc face |
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This is probably an example of something that is quite common with in-house printed Solid Rock CDRs. Ink levels in their printer could result in discoloured discs or coloured outlines / auras like this. It is however possible that the ink colouring is deliberately different
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Solid Rock Music
SRDX-970 [2014, USA, CDR] 6 panel digipack Kode: SL-US21 |
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Solid Rock Music
SRDX-970 [November 2018, USA, CDR] 6 panel eco-digipak Kode: SL-US22 |
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Solid Rock Music
SRDX-970 [2021, USA] Same 6 panel eco-digipak sleeve as SL-US22 |
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Kode: SL-US30
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Matrix, on disc rear: 'C20120616 SOLID ROCK - STREET LEVEL', 'IFPI IW44'. Mould marking 'IFPI ALJ06'. Thanks to Stephen Johns for providing matrix details and disc image
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Street Level on LP was initially issued with songs from the musical Lion's Breath on the b-side. (The reissues used a completely different b-side). These are often referred to as the 'gold label' versions, of which there were several variants. It is believed that the Underground version with reversed front cover image, SL-US2, came first, and contained the poster. Next came the Underground version with correct front cover image, SL-US26, some of which included the poster. The Limited Edition version, SL-US1, is the third variant, and did not include a poster
Note that the SL-US2 labels are brighter than on SL-US26, and they also have smaller gaps between text lines. For example between 'Street Level' and 'Larry Norman' and above '* Nigel Goodwin'. Some copies exist the other way round; reversed sleeve with wide spaced labels and vice versa, though it is difficult to be absolutely certain they were sold that way and not just mixed up by former owners! Copies do exist however, and have been koded SL-US27 and SL-US28
Note that the SL-US2 labels are brighter than on SL-US26, and they also have smaller gaps between text lines. For example between 'Street Level' and 'Larry Norman' and above '* Nigel Goodwin'. Some copies exist the other way round; reversed sleeve with wide spaced labels and vice versa, though it is difficult to be absolutely certain they were sold that way and not just mixed up by former owners! Copies do exist however, and have been koded SL-US27 and SL-US28
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One Way Records JC 7397 [1970, USA]
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Kode: SL-US1
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Matrix side one: Etched 'LN-DO-101-A', '^', 'A15570'
Matrix side two: Etched 'LN-DO-101-B', '^', 'A15570-X', 'JESUS LOVES YOU'. Note also that 'JESUS' looks like 'JeSUS' or 'Jesus' because of an etching trail. The upper case E in 'LOVES' suggests that the phrase is all upper case
Note that on both sides the 'A' in A15570 is actually a delta symbol, but with a line through it, making it look like an 'A'
Both sides also have a stamped 'MR' inside a circle, indicating that the LP was pressed by Monarch Records. On side one though this stamp is botched and not fully visible
Matrix side two: Etched 'LN-DO-101-B', '^', 'A15570-X', 'JESUS LOVES YOU'. Note also that 'JESUS' looks like 'JeSUS' or 'Jesus' because of an etching trail. The upper case E in 'LOVES' suggests that the phrase is all upper case
Note that on both sides the 'A' in A15570 is actually a delta symbol, but with a line through it, making it look like an 'A'
Both sides also have a stamped 'MR' inside a circle, indicating that the LP was pressed by Monarch Records. On side one though this stamp is botched and not fully visible
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC 7397 [1971, USA]
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Kode: SL-US2
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"Underground Edition". The first pressings of this version came with an inverted front cover image, and included a poster
Matrix: Identical to SL-US1
Matrix: Identical to SL-US1
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Double sided poster that came with at least some copies of the "Underground Edition" |
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC 7397 [1971, USA]
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Kode: SL-US27
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"Underground Edition", with reversed front cover image, but with the 'second' Underground labels. (Less glossy and wider spacing between text). The matrix is the same as SL-US1. Thanks to John Wood for highlighting the existence of this
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC 7397 [1971, USA]
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Kode: SL-US26
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"Underground Edition", with non-reversed front cover image, and with the 'second' Underground labels. (Less glossy and wider spacing between text). The matrix is the same as SL-US1
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC3973 / JC-7397 [1971, USA]
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Kode: SL-US3
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Single slip cover, no banners on bottom of rear sleeve, baby blue labels with album title graphics and red cross
The side one matrix is the same as SL-US1, but with 'LN-DO-101-A' scored out and replaced by 'JC-7397-A', and the '^' missing
The side two matrix has lots of text and symbols. The text is: 'JC-7397-B=STREET LEVEL', 'SIDE 2', 'OCT 22 APR 8 AUG 20', 'JESUS IS COMING', 'DEC 28', 'ONE WAY', '1969 J.C. LOVE PUBLISHING CO.', '... PUTAMUT'S PRIZE ...'
The side one matrix is the same as SL-US1, but with 'LN-DO-101-A' scored out and replaced by 'JC-7397-A', and the '^' missing
The side two matrix has lots of text and symbols. The text is: 'JC-7397-B=STREET LEVEL', 'SIDE 2', 'OCT 22 APR 8 AUG 20', 'JESUS IS COMING', 'DEC 28', 'ONE WAY', '1969 J.C. LOVE PUBLISHING CO.', '... PUTAMUT'S PRIZE ...'
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC3973 / JC-7397 [1971, USA]
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Kode: SL-US29
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This issue is identical to SL-US3 except for only having a single pressing ring on each side as opposed to two
Thanks to Robert Termorshuizen for advising the existence of this variant, and for providing images
Thanks to Robert Termorshuizen for advising the existence of this variant, and for providing images
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC3973 / JC-7397 [1971, USA]
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Kode: SL-US4
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This issue is the same as the one above, but the disc labels are white rather than baby blue. Note that some copies had a gold foil 'National Distributor Creative Sound Hollywood sticker, obscuring the Carlos Avenue address. The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3. Thanks to Mike Rohlinger for advising the existence of these
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One Way Records JC 7397 / JC3973 [1971, USA]
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Kode: SL-US28
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One Way banner and US/UK address on bottom of rear sleeve, baby blue labels with album title graphics and red cross
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
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One Way Records JC 7397 / JC3973 [1971, USA]
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Kode: SL-US5
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One Way banner and US/UK address on bottom of rear sleeve, white labels with album title graphics and red cross
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC3973 [1972, USA]
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Kode: SL-US6
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One Way, catalogue number and Sonrise banner with address on rear sleeve, baby blue labels with album title graphics and red cross
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3. Thanks to Mike Rohlinger for advising the existence of this variant
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3. Thanks to Mike Rohlinger for advising the existence of this variant
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC-7937 [1972, USA]
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Kode: SL-US7
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One Way, catalogue number and Sonrise banner with address on rear sleeve, red labels with album title graphics and black cross
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC-7937 [1972, USA]
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Kode: SL-US8
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One Way, catalogue number and Sonrise banner with address on rear sleeve, yellow labels with black cross but no album title graphic
Some imported copies had stickers on the rear sleeve. The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
Some imported copies had stickers on the rear sleeve. The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC-7937 [1972, USA]
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Kode: SL-US9
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One Way, catalogue number and Sonrise banner with address on rear sleeve, red labels with black cross but no album title graphic
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC-7937 [1972, USA]
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Kode: SL-US10
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One Way, catalogue number and Sonrise banner with address on rear sleeve, white labels with black cross but no album title graphic
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
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One Way Records JC 7937 / JC-7937 [1972, USA]
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Kode: SL-US11
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One Way, catalogue number and Sonrise banner with blanked out address on rear sleeve, white labels with black cross but no album title graphic. The matrixes are the same as on release SL-US3
Phydeaux Records ARF-86-9 [1984, USA] - Part of the 3 LP bArchaeology boxset
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Matrix: Etched 'L. NORMAN STREET LEVEL', 'VC 5778 A' and '17957 (2)' on side one and 'L. NORMAN STREET LEVEL', 'VC 5778 B' and '17958 (2)'
Matrix: Etched 'L. NORMAN STREET LEVEL', 'VC 5778 A', 'L20115' and '17957 (2)' on side one and 'L. NORMAN STREET LEVEL', 'VC 5778 B' and '17958 (2)'. The 'L20115' etching is fainter than the rest, and either added later or denotes at least a second slave stamper |
Kode: SL-US14
Kode: SL-US23 |
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Phydeaux Records ARF-86-9 [1990?, USA], bArchaeology boxset version, but issued separately
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Kode: SL-US24
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Matrix: Etched 'L. NORMAN STREET LEVEL', 'VC 5778 A', 'L20115' and '17957 (2)' on side one and 'L. NORMAN STREET LEVEL', 'VC 5778 B' and '17958 (2)'
Around 1990, Solid Rock packaged leftover bArchaeology Street Level LPs in leftover album sleeves from the 1970s. This resulted in the sleeves having the wrong side two track listing and in mismatched catalogue numbers. (This fact was acknowledged in newsletters and later on the official website. Thanks to Mike Rohlinger for advising the existence of this
Around 1990, Solid Rock packaged leftover bArchaeology Street Level LPs in leftover album sleeves from the 1970s. This resulted in the sleeves having the wrong side two track listing and in mismatched catalogue numbers. (This fact was acknowledged in newsletters and later on the official website. Thanks to Mike Rohlinger for advising the existence of this
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Phydeaux Records ARF-86-9 [1984, USA], Test pressing of bArchaeology boxset version
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Kode: SL-US25
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Matrix: Etched 'L. NORMAN STREET LEVEL', 'VC 5778 A', and '17957 (2)' on side one and 'L. NORMAN STREET LEVEL', 'VC 5778 B' and '17958 (2)'
Thanks to Mike Rohlinger for advising the existence of this
Thanks to Mike Rohlinger for advising the existence of this
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One Way Records 8JC 7937
[1973, USA, 8 Track Cassette] Kode: SL-US12 Photographs courtesy of Mike Rohlinger |
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One Way Records 8JC 7937
[1973, USA, 8 Track Cassette] Kode: SL-US13 Photographs courtesy of Mike Rohlinger |
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