The Art School Session es un álbum de Chuck Berry, publicado en 2010. El disco incluye 15 canciones, entre ellas «School Day (Ring Ring Goes the Bell)», «Deep Feeling», «Too Much Monkey Business» y «Wee Wee Hours».
Sobre el álbum
Un lanzamiento con un título tan específico como The Art School Session, de 2010, sugiere que se trata de una grabación de archivo o de un concierto con un significado particular. Es probable que se refiera a una actuación de Chuck Berry en una escuela de arte, un entorno donde su música era especialmente venerada por jóvenes artistas y músicos en los años 60, como los futuros miembros de The Rolling Stones o The Yardbirds.
El álbum podría capturar una atmósfera única, un encuentro entre el maestro y una audiencia de devotos discípulos. La interpretación podría tener una energía especial, con un Chuck Berry consciente de su influencia en la vanguardia cultural.
Aunque la calidad del sonido pudiera ser la de una grabación no profesional, su valor histórico sería inmenso. Este tipo de discos de archivo son un tesoro para los historiadores del rock y los fans más acérrimos. En definitiva, 'The Art School Session' es una ventana a la profunda conexión entre el rock and roll de Chuck Berry y el nacimiento de la cultura pop británica.
Listado de Canciones
- School Day (Ring Ring Goes the Bell)2:44
- Deep Feeling2:21
- Too Much Monkey Business2:56
Letra
Runnin' to-and-fro - hard workin' at the mill. Never fail in the mail - yeah, come a rotten bill! Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business for me to be involved in! Salesman talkin' to me - tryin' to run me up a creek. Says you can buy now, gone try - you can pay me next week, ahh! Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business for me to be involved in! Blond have good looks - tryin' to get me hooked. Want me to marry - get a home - settle down - write a book! Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business for me to be involved in! Same thing every day - gettin' up, goin' to school. No need for me to complain - my objection's overruled, ahh! Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business for me to be involved in! Pay phone - something wrong - dime gone - will hold I ought to sue the operator for spinning me a tale- ahh! Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business for me to be involved in! Been to Yokohama - been fightin' in the war. Army bunk - Army chow - Army clothes - Army car, aah! Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business for me to be involved in! Workin' in the fillin' station - too many tasks. Wipe the windows - check the tires - check the oil - dollar gas! Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. Don't want your botheration, get away, leave me! TOO MUCH MONKEY BUSINESS FOR ME!! - Wee Wee Hours3:05
Letra
In the wee, wee hours That's when I think of you In the wee, wee hours That's when I think of you You say, but yet I wonder If your love was ever true In a wee little room I sit alone and think of you In a wee little room I sit alone and think of you I wonder if you still remember All the things we used to do One little song For a fading memory One little song For a fading memory Of the one I really love The only one for me - Roly Poly2:51
Letra
220 pounds is a lot to carry round. You could even say that she is fat. Roly Poly, Roly Poly. If she were thin and without a double chin, there wouldn't be So much for me to love. Roly Poly, Roly Poly - No Money Down2:59
Letra
As I was motivatin' Back in town I saw a Cadillac sign Sayin' "No Money Down" So I eased on my brakes And I pulled in the drive Gunned my motor twice Then I walked inside Dealer came to me Said "Trade in you Ford And I'll put you in a car That'll eat up the road Just tell me what you want And then sign on that line And I'll have it brought down to you In a hour's time" I'm gonna get me a car And I'll be headed on down the road Then I won't have to worry About that broken - down, raggedy Ford "Well Mister I want a yellow convertible Four - door de Ville With a Continental spare And a wide chrome wheel I want power steering And power brakes I want a powerful motor With a jet off - take I want air condition I want automatic heat And I want a full Murphy bed In my back seat I want short - wave radio I want TV and a phone You know I gotta talk to my baby When I'm ridin' alone" Yes I'm gonna get that car And I'm gonna head on down the road Yeah, then I won't have to worry About that broken - down, raggedy Ford "I want four carburetors And two straight exhausts I'm burnin' aviation fuel No matter what the cost I want railroad air horns And a military spark And I want a five - year guarantee On everything I got I want ten - dollar deductible I want twenty dollar notes I want thirty thousand liability" That's all she wrote I got me a car And I'm headed on down the road No money down I don't have to worry About that broken - down, raggedy Ford - Brown Eyed Handsome Man2:19
Letra
Arrested on charges of unemployment, He was sitting in the witness stand The judge's wife called up the district attorney Said you free that brown eyed man You want your job you better free that brown eyed man Flying across the desert in a TWA, I saw a woman walking across the sand She been a-walkin' thirty miles en route to Bombay. To get a brown eyed handsome man Her destination was a brown eyed handsome man Way back in history three thousand years Back every since the world began There's been a whole lot of good women shed a tear For a brown eyed handsome man That's what the trouble was brown eyed handsome man Beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind Between a doctor and a lawyer man Her mother told her daughter go out and find yourself A brown eyed handsome man That's what your daddy is a brown eyed handsome man Milo Venus was a beautiful lass She had the world in the palm of her hand But she lost both her arms in a wrestling match To get brown eyed handsome man She fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man Two, three count with nobody on He hit a high fly into the stand Rounding third he was headed for home It was a brown eyed handsome man That won the game; it was a brown eyed handsome man - Berry Pickin'2:33
- Together (We'll Always Be)2:39
- Havana Moon3:09
Letra
Havana moon, Havana moon Me all alone with jug of rum Me stand and wait for boat to come It's long the night, it's quiet the dock The boat she late since 12 o'clock Me watch the tide easin' in Is low the moon, but high the wind Havana moon, Havana moon Me all alone, me open the rum It's long the wait for boat to come American girl come back to me We'll sail away across the sea We'll dock in New York, the buildings high We'll find a home up in the sky Havana moon, Havana moon Me still alone, me sip on the rum Me wonder where the boat she come To bring me love, ow! Sweet little thing She rock and roll, she dance and sing She hold me tight, she touch me lips Me eyes they close, me heart she flip Havana moon, Havana moon But still alone, me drinkin' the rum Begin to think the boat no come American girl, she tell a lie She say till then, she mean goodbye Havana moon, Havana moon Me lay down alone, was good the rum Me fall asleep, the boat she come The girl she look till come the dawn She weep and cry, "Return for home" The whistle blow, me open me eyes Was bright the sun, was blue the sky Me grab me shoes, me jump and run Me see the boat head for horizon Havana moon, is gone the rum The boat she sail, me love she gone Havana moon, Havana moon - Down Bound Train2:51
- Drifting Heart2:50
Letra
Who set my heart Ever - drifting? You, from the start never lifting I fight it but it downs me Despite the joy around me I can't free myself from sorrow All through the day it's a wonder Fall will the night, still I wonder If I'm the only Or are you as lonely Come home to me tomorrow Why should the past so change How you feel! Oh but I ask you "Forgive, if you will" These lonely hours are So hard to bear I don't deny that I was unfair You paid enough to be gay Who made me love you this way? So give me the chance To renew our romance For this time I know it will stay Oh yes, this time I know it will stay - You Can't Catch Me2:44
- Thirty Days (To Come Back Home)2:25
- Maybellene2:23
Letra
Maybellene Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do. As I was motivatin' over the hill I saw Maybellene in a coup de ville. A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road, Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford. The Cadillac doin' 'bout ninety-five, She's bumper to bumper rollin' side by side. Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do. Pink in the mirror on top of the hill, It's just like swallowin' up a medicine pill. First thing I saw that Cadillac grille Doin' a hundred and ten gallopin' over that hill. Offhill curve, a downhill stretch, Me and that Cadillac neck by neck. Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do. The Cadillac pulled up ahead of the Ford, The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more. It then got clody and it started to rain, I tooted my horn for a passin' lead The rain water blowin' all under my hood, I knew that was doin' my motor good. Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do. The motor cooled down, the heat went down And that's when I heard that highway sound. The Cadillac a-sittin' like a ton of lead A hundred and ten a half a mile ahead. The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still And I caught Maybellene at the top of the hill. Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do.