Blue Lamp

Reel #83 9/15/80 “tracking night”

Stevie: You…could you’s read ’em there?
Sharon: Yeah
Stevie: I’m a little…it’s too bad these aren’t…
Stevie: You know what we’re gonna need? We’re gonna need some tape…to tape these lyrics closer to me. Us two….you know what?
(In weird voice)
I was not ready
I was too proud
I looked everywhere
Sara/Sharon: Everywhere!
Stevie: I looked everywhere! Where the sand that…sand/sound…sand/sound that dance. No footprints. No footprints
Male Voice: It’s too slow.
Stevie: That it? (coughing)
Female Voice: Let’s not fight about it.
Sara/Sharon: Are you okay? Swallow this.
Stevie: Need some tobacco. Oh, ever since I choked when I was…in Kindergarten, I become so calm when I choke, you wouldn’t believe it.
Sara: Yeah
Stevie: I’d just go…
Sara:?
Stevie: Cause I’m so afraid of it.
Stevie: Yeah, that happened twice. While I was laying on the bottom of a big swimming pool…at age four…everybody else is probably walking around. Knowing that I was dying at the bottom, I said, “better get out”.
Sara: So, what do you do? Stay down there a long time.
Mick: Alright, let’s see what this is.
Stevie: I may not be able to sing for a minute. I think I sniffed that piece of thing all the way to my nose.
Male Voice: It’s gotta be timing. Do it in two.
Stevie: We need a little more rock and roll weird, you know. You…
Male Voice: Really
Female Voice: We’ll break that
Stevie: A little, uh…echo…for our piece of…shit…junk. You know. Remember me, guys? Cheap. Since Tom isn’t here, we have no choice but to…do this…and then he’ll have to add…unless he…yeah. Maybe he…I’ve been stood up!

There was no message
To be found anywhere in sight
Inside or out
I had looked everywhere
But the only light
Left on in the house
Was a blue….lamp
Ooh…
A blue lamp…

Well it’s a little percussive

I was not ready
No enchantress
I was too proud
With or without that Christmas angel
If you were wiser, you would get out…

Stevie: I don’t like that drum, Chris. I mean, make it play…make it sound like Mick. That’s what I’m used to, you know? Boom boom. Just dumb…like a nu…Ugangi? I was so funny last night at Louise’s session. I said…Smitty, the organ player was there…and we were talking about um…Mick, and telling about him playing drums. And I was telling him about the loop…the loop on uh…on Dreams. And I said, “Smitty…Mick would’ve hung himself in the back of the parking lot at Sound City, if…he couldn’t…he says he’s…”nobody’s going to sing on something that doesn’t sound like I’m at least”…I said he thinks he’s from the darkest of Africa. And, you know, his ego cannot…so he spends years putting new…
Female Voice: Kinda like this.
Stevie: Give her Jane Fonda exercises, give her…
Female Voice: (laughing) I like it!
Female Voice: Right?
Stevie: Build her…a studio at the…down at the bottom of the street, that she has never been to, and doesn’t have no piano, and does not work, and cost a thousand million dollars. And then try to figure out why.
(bells jingling)
Stevie: Oh! Jingle bells. The bells is…
Chris: You want on key? on this?
Stevie: No, bells is perfect. If you get back a funky drum track, Chris, we can put a little bells in it.
Female Voice: Those bells?
Stevie: This guy’s going to New York City. I mean, he’s ready to create, this kid. He’s ready to create! You guys in there listen too, and tell me what you think about the speed. You haven’t heard much of this. It is like a weird old…I can’t…it should be a little faster, Chris. And we can always slow it down, but I need to start it faster like I’ve been playing it.
Stevie: I forgot my black pad. Well, now…I mean, is that…now…I need to hear more echoy stuff on the piano, you guys. I mean, just throw in any…make it sound as, you know, just as weird as possible, because that’s what, you know…it’s like such an old…you know, like the little Dickens characters walking around going, “could you give me a dime?” Or…more. Ok, it goes…

There was no message
To be found anywhere around
Inside or out
I had looked everywhere
But the only light
Left on in the house
Was a blue…lamp
Ooh…
Blue lamp…
Ooh…ooh…

I was not ready
No enchantress
I was too proud
With or without some…
And…
With or without some Christmas angel…
You would be wiser if you would get out…
Yeah, yeah
Ooh…

Downstairs
The big ol’ house
Ooh, is mine
Outside
The stars still laugh and…shine…
Yeah yeah

Don’t listen to her
Listen
Through her

Stevie: Oh, I know what I’m doing, but…I stopped because….before I went all the way through the song to be sure that I….I need to hear more of me, and more of the drum. So, I…I need to  hear more, like, you know…percussion. It’s so it makes it easier for me to play…like a s…silent uh…sentient? and rim player were playing it. You were there. What do you think about fattening? doing this? If it’s strong…I mean, if that…if it really is strong, that’s what you’d do. You could play percussion. You could just hit something, maybe. That would help, you know? Think we could do that, maybe, like with a maraca or something, or…
Female Voice: Would work
Stevie: Well, we have to go ask our…Pat’s over there. Do we have any kind of a…like a real mellow percussion…thing, that Sara could just play on the beat. That would really help. What?
Sara: It fell out of the chair.
Stevie: Oh. That’s the usual

There was no message
To be found anywhere in sight
Inside or out
I had looked everywhere
But the only light
Left on in the house
Was a blue light
Yeah yeah…

I was not ready
No enchantress
I was too proud
With or without your Christmas angel
If you were wiser you would get out…
Ooh…
Ah la la la la

To be a teacher
Just try to reach her
Give her her freedom if that’s what she wants
Try to look everywhere
Try to look everywhere
For the sound that guides her
Guardian….angel
Guardian….angel

Outside…
The big ol’ house
Is mine…

Stevie: Oh! You know what? It’s like running a race, this song!
Male Voice: You made it.

Out…
Outside
The big ol’ house
Is mine…
Downstairs
The stars still laugh
And cry…

Stevie: So, how to work this out, I think I should go in and listen to it with Edwardian seers. I know that could work out really wonderful.
Stevie: I have to turn this
Male Voice: ?
Stevie: Yes
Stevie: Just knocked my face…in the face with…my glasses that don’t work.

There was no message to be found anywhere in sight
Inside or out
I had looked everywhere
But the only light
Left on in the house
Was a blue lamp
Ooh…
Blue lamp

I was not ready
No enchantress
I was too proud
Mmm mm…
If you look through her
Then look behind her
If you were wiser you would get out…
Ooh…
Yeah yeah
Ooh…

To be a teacher
Just try to reach her
Giver her her freedom
if that’s what she wants
For the light that shines her Guardian…
Angel
Guardian…

Don’t listen to her, listen
Through her
Ooh…
Christmas angel and you
Shines through her…
Downstairs
The  big ol’ house…is mine
Outside
The big ol’…
The stars still shine…

Stevie: I’m just…you know, I didn’t…I know I made terrible mistakes. I was just trying to figure out if that was…if it was having any…
Stevie: Little golden-headed one in there, I can’t tell what you’re saying. Kim, what do you think? Do you think the tempo’s…right…or wrong… I need more of that drum. I need more percussion. That’s good. Do you have any bells or anything like that?

There was no message to be found anywhere in sight
Inside or out
I had looked everywhere
But the only light
Left on in the house
Was a blue light
Yeah yeah
A blue light

I was not ready
No enchantress
I was too proud
With or without her
Look far behind her
If you were wiser, you would get out
Say…
Out…
Some Christmas angel

To…be…a teacher
Just try to reach her
Ooh…ooh…
Through her
Whoa, listen to her…
Yeah, yeah

Don’t listen to her
Listen through her
Some Christmas angel
If that’s what she wants
Try to look everywhere
For the sound that guides her Guardian….angel
Guardian
Angel…

Downstairs
The big ol’ house…
Ooh, is mine
Outside
The stars…still laugh…and shine
Laugh and shine
And the big ol’ house is mine

If you were wiser you would get out
Wiser you would get out
Wiser you would get out

So the only light
That shines through the night
Is the one that I carried from my mother’s home
And the light that burns through the window pane
And the love remains…

And the candle glowed…
Yeah, yeah
Some Christmas angel…
If you were wiser
You would get out
Ooh, a Guardian….
Angel of your…Challenge
Ooh…
And the Guardian of your Challenge

Downstairs
The big ol’ house
Big ol’ house is mine…
And you know that even though
Still sometimes…
All those stars that laugh still laugh and cry…
Ooh…
The big ol’ house is mine…

Stevie: I was, you know, getting carried away there.

There was no message to be found anywhere in sight
Who was around
I had looked everywhere
But the only lamp
Left on in the house
Was a blue lamp
Ooh…
Blue light….

I was not ready
No enchantress
I was too proud
With or without her
Look far behind her
If you were wiser
You would get out…
Ooh…
Some Christmas angel…
If you were wiser
You would get out…

To be a teacher
Just try to reach her
Give her her freedom
If that’s what she wants

Don’t listen to her
Just listen through her
Some Christmas angel
Just behind her
Guardian….
Ooh…
Guardian
Angel
Don’t listen to her
Listen…through her
Try to look everywhere
Look behind her for her Guardian…
If you were wiser you would get out

So the only light that shines through the night
Is a lamp that I carried from my mother’s home
And the light that burns through the window pane
And the love remains
And the candle glowed…

Downstairs
The big ol’ house…
Is mine…
Outside
The stars still laugh
Still laugh and shine…
Ooh…whoa….
Ooh, well the big ol’ house is mine
And the big ol’ house is mine
Ooh…
The big ol’ house is mine
Outside…
I know they say that the stars still laugh
And that the stars still laugh
If you were wiser you would get out…
Get out…

Stevie: You think this is fast enough, or slow enough for the right tempo?

There was no message to be found
Anywhere in sight
Inside or out
I had looked everywhere
And the only thing
Left on…in the house
Was a blue…light
A blue…light

I was not ready
No enchantress
I was too proud
With or without it
Some Christmas angel
If you were wiser
You would get out…
Ooh…

Don’t…listen…to her…
Listen through her…
Go…far…behind her
For the sound

To be a teacher
Try to reach her
Giver her her freedom
If that’s what she wants
Look far behind her for the sound that guides her Guardian
Guardian
Of the Challenger…
Guardian

Guardian of…the Challenge
Does not…cry….
Ooh…
Look behind her…
For the sound of her Guardian….angel
You would be wiser if you would get out…

And the only light
That shines through the night is the
Light that I carried from my mother’s home
And the light that burns through the window panes
And the love remains…
And the candle glowed…

Downstairs
The big ol’…house is…mine…
Outside
The stars still laugh
Ooh…and cry…
If you were wiser you would get out
Christmas angel

The only light
That shines through the night
Is the
If you were wiser you would get out
Oh…

Stevie: But they were cruel to me. One little tiny thing to drink, and I am parched.
Male Voice: Want a drink?
Stevie: Eh, yeah…with a little tiny bit of vodka in it. I had one, and it was gone. I didn’t drink it. I’m not an alcoholic that hides her drinks and then goes back to find them.

Stevie: I don’t understand it.
Male Voice: Far out. Ya got me.
Stevie: Right. Look. Now watch What I mean is, you can do this. (demonstrates notes on piano)
Male Voice: Yeah
Stevie: Right when you’re playing that, just do what I do. Anyway, okay? You wanna try it? I mean, it was just a…simple, stupid idea.
Male Voice: Well, can we play that first, so I can listen?
Stevie: Alright

To be her teacher
Try to reach her
Give her her freedom
If that’s what she wants
…for the sound that guides her
Watch all the sound that guides her Guardian

Stevie: Alright, alright. We’re there. Let me do it again.

To be her teacher
Try to reach her
Give her her freedom
If that’s what she wants
Try to look everywhere
For the sound that guides her Guar…
Sound that guides her Guardian
Look everywhere
For the sound that guides her Guardian…angel
Guardian…

 

Reel #181 9/15/80-9-16/80 3:10 AM

There was no message to be found anywhere in sight
Inside or out
I had looked everywhere
But the only light
Left on in the house
Was a blue lamp
Yeah
Blue…lamp

Mmm..not ready
No enchantress
I was too proud
With or without that Christmas angel
If you were wiser you would get out
Yeah yeah

Downstairs
The big ol’ house is mine
Upstairs
The sound still laughs…and cries
Downstairs
The big ol’ house is mine
Outside
The stars still laugh and shine

To be her teacher
Try to reach her
Give her freedom
If that’s what she wants
Try to look everywhere
For the sound that guides her Guardian…angel
Guardian
If you were wiser you would get out

Downstairs
The big ol’ house is mine…
Outside
The stars still laugh and shine
Outside
The big ol’ house is mine…
Downstairs
Oh, the big ol’ house
Is mine…
And the big ol’ house is mine
And the big ol’ house is mine
Downstairs….
Well, the big ol’ house is mine
And the big ol’ house is mine

If you were wiser..
You would get out…

 

Reel #11 2/28/81

Ooh…ay….
Ohh….
Ahh…ahh…

There was no message to be found anywhere in sight
Inside or out
I had looked everywhere
But the only lamp
Left on in the house
Was a blue…light
A blue…light

I was not ready
I’m no enchantress
And I was too proud
Go find some Christmas angel
And give that to her
If that’s what she wants
Guardian angel
Guardian….
If you were wiser you would get out

Downstairs
The big old house is mine
Upstairs
Where the stars still laugh, and they shine..
Downstairs
Where the big old house is mine
Out side
Oh the stars still laugh
The stars still laugh and they shine
And the stars still laugh, and they cry, and they shine
And the stars still laugh, and they cry, and they shine
And the stars still laugh and they shine, and they…shine….

Don’t listen to her
Listen through her
Some Christmas angel
huh
Freedom
Well, give that to her
Ooh….
If that’s what she wants
Guardian…angel
Guardian…
If you were wiser, you would get out….

Ooh…yeah
Ooh…yeah
Ooh…yeah
Ooh…

And the light that shines through the…shiny night
Is the lamp that I carried from my mother’s home
And the light that burns through the window pane
And the love remains…..
(And the Guardian of your challenge does not cry)
And the light that shines through the…shiny night
Is the lamp that I carried from my mother’s home
And the light that burns through the window pane
And the love remains…..
(And the Guardian of your challenge does not cry)
And the light that shines through the…shiny night
(guardian)
Is the lamp that I carried from my mother’s home
(angel)
And the light that burns through the window pane
(guardian)
And the love remains…..
(angel)
And the light that shines through the…shiny night
(if you were wiser, you would get out)
Is the lamp that I carried from my mother’s home
(if you were wiser, you would get out)
And the light that burns through the window pane
(guardian)
And the love remains…..
(angel)
And the light that shines through the…shiny night
(guardian)
Is the lamp that I carried from my mother’s home
(angel)

 

Reel #28

There was no message to be found anywhere in sight
Inside or out
I had looked everywhere
But the only light
Left on in the house
Was a blue lamp…yeah yeah
(blue light)
Blue lamp
(blue…light)
Yeah…yeah

Male Voice: Next verse

I was not ready
No enchantress
Well, I was too proud
With or without that Christmas angel
If you were wiser, you would get out….
Ooh…ooh
(yeah…yeah…angel)
(yeah yeah)
(if you were wiser you would get out)

Downstairs the big ol’ house is…mine…
(Christmas angel)
Outside…oh the…stars still laugh and…cry…
(Christmas angel)
Downstairs the big ol’ house is…mine
Outside, well the star still laugh and…shine
(the Guardian of your challenge does not cry)
(shine..)

Big ol’ house is mine
Big ol’ house is mine
(if you were wiser you would get out)
If you were wiser you would get out…
(some Christmas angel)
Some Christmas angel
(if you were wiser you would get out)
If you were wiser you would get out…
(some Christmas angel)
(if you were wiser you would get out)
(angel)

Don’t listen to her
Listen through her
Some Christmas angel’s got freedom
If that’s what she wants…
If that’s what she wants
(if that’s what she wants)
Guardian….angel
(if you were wiser you would get out)
Guardian…
(if you were wiser you would get out)
(guardian)
(if you were wiser you would get out)
(guardian)
(if you were wiser you would get out)
(some Christmas angel)

Downstairs the big old house is mine….
(some Christmas angel)
Upstairs, the stars still laugh and shine…
Downstairs the big ol’ house is mine
(and the guardian of your challenge does not cry)
Downstairs…well the stars still sing and shine
(and the guardian of your challenge does not cry)
(to the Christmas angel)
Big ol’ house is mine
(some Christmas angel)
If you were wiser you would get out
Christmas angel
(if you were wiser you would get out)
(if you were wiser you would get out)
(some Christmas angel)
Guardian….
(if you were wiser you would get out…some Christmas angel)
(if you were wiser you would get out…Christmas angel)
Is a blue light
(if you were wiser you would get out)
(some Christmas angel)
If you were wiser you would get out
(and the guardian of your challenge does not cry)
No………………
The guardian of your challenge does not cry
(the guardian of your challenge does not cry)
The guardian of your challenge does not cry
(the guardian of your challenge does not cry)
Guardian of your challenge does not cry
(the guardian of your challenge does not cry)
If you were wiser you would get out
(some Christmas angel)
If you were wiser you would get out
(if you were wiser you would get out)
(some Christmas angel)
And the Guardian of your challenge does not cry…..

 

Reel #71 10/15/80

This light…
Yeah..
Ooh ooh…
Blue light
Yeah yeah…
Ooh…ooh…
Ooh…

There was no message to be found anywhere in sight
Inside or out
I had looked everywhere
But the only lamp
Left on in the house
Was a blue….light…..
Ooh a blue…blue…light

I was not ready
I’m no enchantress
If that’s what you want
So find some Christmas angel
Give that to her
Well…
If that’s what she wants
Guardian
Ooh…
Guardian…
If you were wiser you would get out

Downstairs the big ol’ house…is mine….
Upstairs
You know the stars still laugh and they…shine…
Downstairs
Where the big ol’ house is mine…
Outside
Whoa the stars still
And the stars still laugh and…shine
And the stars still shine and shine and…shine….
Shine…

Don’t listen
Don’t listen
Don’t listen to her
Listen…ooh…her
Some Christmas angel…got freedom
Some kind of
Ooh…
Give…give that to her
Whoo
If that’s what she wants
Guardian…angel
Angel
Guardian….
Angel…

Ooh…
Yeah…
Ooh…
Yeah…
Ooh…
Yeah…
Ooh…

And the light that shines through the…shining night
Is the light that I carried from my…mother’s home
And the light that burns through the…window pane
And the love remains

Can the…candle glows
But the…love…remains
And light
The candle…candle…candle

Ahh….
And the light that shines through the…shining night
Is the light that I carried from my…mother’s home
And the light that burns through the…window pane
And the love remains
Ooh…
You said ‘if you were my love’
You said it
Don’t have to say it
You, you said if
You were my love

Ooh…
And the light that shines
So…
If you were my love
Ooh…
And the light that shines
Ooh…
If you were my love
Oh…

 

Reel #121 (w/Sara)

Ooh…
Yeah yeah…
Yeah yeah…yeah yeah…

There was no message to be found anywhere in sight
Inside or out
I had looked everywhere
But the only light
Left on in the house
Was a blue lamp
Yeah yeah….
Blue light…
Yeah, yeah…

I was not ready
No enchantress
Well, I was too proud
With or without that Christmas angel
If you were wiser you would get out…
Yeah yeah…
Yeah yeah…

Downstairs
The big ol’ house is mine…
Outside
The stars still laugh and shine…
Downstairs
The big ol’ house is mine
Outside, well the stars still laugh and shine…
(shine…)
Big ol’ house is mine
Big ol’ house is mine
If you were wiser you would get out…
(Big ol’ house is mine)
Some Christmas angel
If you were wiser you would get out…
(angel…)
(If you were wiser you would get out…angel..)

Don’t listen to her
Listen through her
Some Christmas angel’s…got freedom
If that’s what she wants…
If that’s what she wants
Guardian…angel
(If you were wiser you would get out)
Guardian
(If you were wiser you would get out)
(If you were wiser you would get out…)
(If you were wiser you would get out…)

Downstairs
The big ol’ house is mine….
(Some Christmas angel)
Upstairs
The stars still laugh and shine…
(And the Guardian of your Challenge…mine)
Downstairs
The big ol’ house is mine….
(And the Guardian of your Challenge does not cry…)
Big ol’ house is mine
(Some Christmas angel)
If you were wiser you would get out…
Christmas angel
(If you were wiser, you would get out)
Guardian….
(Some Christmas angel)
Is the blue light
If you were wiser you would get out
(And the Guardian of your Challenge does not cry…)
Guardian of the Challenge does not cry
And the Guardian of your Challenge does not cry…
Guardian of your Challenge does not cry…
If you were wiser you would get out…
(Some Christmas angel)
If you were wiser you would get out…
(And the Guardian of your Challenge does not cry…)