It's another day in the land of the new rising sun. I re-read and re-watched this thread.
I think the most important words in the song are, about the level of craziness crack makes you,
is saying "It's no co-incidence I come, and if I do some, I might die, but I don't care. Does that make me crazy?"
If you remember the crack-head persona singing his crack lyrics, he really stresses doing it ten years ago,
singing about remembering the first toke. Why's that?
Every crack-head I've talked to, and they are all around, say the same thing.
The first toke is the best. No matter how much you can do after that, it's never the same. Why's that?
Crack is a chemical product, nothing organic about it, even if you consider L.S.D. and "angel dust" to be recreational.
It changes you, what it's supposed to do. You are never the same after that, and it's not the high you're chasing.
What do addicts say makes it all worthwhile? The sex.
Crack and meth-heads need to feel the body warmth of another human being after doing up, and it could be a roomful.
The last raid in this building, the apartments at the back, not my main street storefront entrance,
had eighteen meth-heads living in one apartment, with another group on an outside side roof with an extension cord for hydro.
These addicts will lay there together naked for half an hour or an hour, until they start becoming active.
When you've been losing control with these drugs for a while you start to pick skin off your neck and shoulders.
Skin the size of a dime, picked the same size for every addict. The picking spreads to the rest of your body,
and I remember, I remember, when it was just fun, addicts saying for the first time someone is picked all over.
I had to go and take a look, seeing him on a bus bench, ankles to neck and down to his wrists,
these half-inch circles of picked skin almost joining together all over him. He sat there until complaints put him in rehab.
That shows how specific the recipe is for this drug, if men and women pick the same size circles with the same pattern.
That also shows it took a scientist with an atomic microscope, like the ones used to make L.S.D. for the C.I.A. in California.
After that, it was retro-engineered so anyone could use home hardware and pharmaceutical products to make their own.
Despite what you might see in TV episodes like "Breaking Bad" and in movies, you don't need heat to make it.
You can let your chemicals sit in a pail and let them harden before you start smashing it up into crystals.
You still need ashes from a cigarette or fire, and usually the pipe you're using, if you know how, to turn it into what you smoke.
Only fentanyl is just as bad, as far as being a new drug concoction goes. When you buy that it's ready to smoke.
When it was first put into marijuana and sold here in social services buildings where addictions are supported,
as long as you buy it from them, nine people died that first night. Three bodies were found outside around these buildings.
No... it wasn't reported in the newspaper.
I beg you. Don't do crack. You can't go back.
You might get away from it, you might just do it to keep on track,
and even if you leave it behind, you'll be feeling that "even my emotions had an echo, there was so much space".
That is what you have become, you for the rest of your life with an empty dead space inside you.
You might even start not being able to remember being a teenager. You don't want that.
This version would be my best recommendation for alphonsoandre and Ella Beck, who started this thread.
It's a sleepy version, like you've done it already, and these players approach it as music, a song,
as you can see they're not into the life-style and are retro-jazzy with it. Or are they?
You can see a display of a big arm tattoo. Someone has caught a lot of needle action already.
And I wonder if the male singer stands still with one hand over his heart and other down towards his groin,
is doing an addict imitation, and when the song becomes more active that's when he starts to sing.
The original song is minimalist, more about the lyrics and as music, the key and chord change-ups.
The clarinet solo is the best instrumentation heard so far on this thread.
She got me thinking that Artie Shaw and his big band could have done a wonderful take on this song.
I'm wondering what Billie Holliday would have sounded like, singing it with him, or Judy Garland.
You haven't heard it here as on the radio, but you've seen enough videos.
If I said can you play this song, could you? It starts with C minor and has three other chords.
The change-up, what I won't call a chorus, changes the song to C major,
and the the three other chords, same as the C minor section, are re-arranged.
It's very unexpected, such basic changes and re-arrangements, how it affects you.
You start off in minor, and you feel the song, you can let your heart soar as you sing it,
and when you do it changes to major, and it throws you, changes you, but as you continue,
it has a new feel, a new flow, as the song, the musicians, other people, carry you,
and then it's back to being minor and you feel more back to normal, and you don't need a bridge or crescendo.
"Who do you, who do you think you are?" It doesn't matter if you know. You want to stay that way.