Sobre el álbum
El disco Live at the Fillmore Auditorium, de 1967, es uno de los documentos en directo más importantes de Chuck Berry. Grabado en la meca de la psicodelia de San Francisco, el álbum lo presenta actuando para una nueva generación de jóvenes hippies. Por lo tanto, el concierto es un encuentro fascinante entre el arquitecto del rock and roll y la contracultura que, en gran medida, había nacido de sus cimientos. De hecho, para esta actuación, Chuck Berry fue respaldado por la Steve Miller Band.
En consecuencia, el sonido es potente y con un toque de blues-rock psicodélico, muy diferente a sus grabaciones de estudio. La banda de Steve Miller aporta una energía y una crudeza que encajan a la perfección con el estilo de Chuck Berry. Como resultado, el álbum es una explosión de rock and roll, con versiones extendidas de sus clásicos y largas improvisaciones de blues.
Además, el disco captura la increíble habilidad de Chuck Berry como showman, capaz de cautivar a cualquier audiencia con su carisma y su "paso del pato". En definitiva, 'Live at the Fillmore' es un testimonio de la atemporalidad de su música y de su estatus como un verdadero héroe para la generación del "verano del amor".
Listado de Canciones
- Every Day I Have the Blues
Letra
Every day, every day I have the blues, Every day, every day I have the blues, When you see me worried, baby, because it's you I hate to lose. Nobody loves me, nobody seems to care, Nobody loves me, nobody seems to care, Speaking of bad luck and trouble will you know I,ve had my share. I'm gonna pack my suitcase, move on down the line, I'm gonna pack my suitcase, moving down the line, Well, there ain't nobody worryin' and there ain't nobody cryin'. Seems to me every day, every day I have the blues, Every day, every day I have the blues. - C.C. Rider
- Driftin' Blues
- Feelin' It
- Flying Home
- (I'm Your) Hoochie Coochie Man
- It Hurts Me Too
Letra
You said you was hurting, almost lost your mind, And the man you love, he hurts you all the time. When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too. You love him more when you should love him less. I pick up behind him and take his mess. When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too. He love another woman and I love you, But you love him and stick to him like glue. When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too. Now you better leave him; he better put you down. Oh, I won't stand to see you pushed around. When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too. - Fillmore Blues
- Wee Baby Blues
- Johnny B. Goode
Letra
Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell Go go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny go Go Johnny B. Goode He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made People passing by they would stop and say Oh my that little country boy could play Go go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny go Go Johnny B. Goode His mother told him "Someday you will be a man, And you will be the leader of a big old band. Many people coming from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun go down Maybe someday your name will be in lights Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight." Go go Go Johnny go Go go go Johnny go Go go go Johnny go Go go go Johnny go Go Johnny B. Goode