"Freedom Blues" I hope that I should live to see, When every man can know he's free. Sufferin' from the past. I make I ought to be sad I got my duty rock and roll, Now everybody, everybody, everyone's gotta be free! Oh... Now la-la, la-da-da-da. La-la, la-da da-da. Mmmm, let's get rid of that old man, hey-ey-ey, And bring our government up to date. It may be very hard to do, Just open your mind, let love come through. You hear me callin' you my? Everybody, everybody, everyone's gotta be free! Oh yes! La-la, la-da-da-da. La-la, la-da da-da. We did our thing every thing and we paid our dues, Now let's get rid of these freedom blues. It may be very hard to do, Just open your mind, let love come through. I got my duty rock and roll, Now everybody, everybody, everyone's gotta be free! Oh... La-la, la-da-da-da. La-la, la-da da-da. La-la, la-da-da-da. La-la, la-da da-da.

(Hard to find much on this — ) BROKEN GLASS (Claudia Schmidt) I was walking through the broken glass last night and thought of you, and I wondered where your reckless ways had brought you to? My memories of you whorled me back to boilin' blood and wrath, and I wonder if you've stumbled on a lighter path? Did you go out to the desert with the sun hot overhead? Did the dry and the dusty heat make you wish you were dead? Or, did the stark and the open spaces ease your urge to roam? Did it make you feel at last like you were home? Or, did you go out to the woods where the silver poplars sing? Did the quiet rustlin' take away the city's sting? Did the white birds like suspended lightning strike the autumn glow, and touch your heart with tenderness so you could grow? I was walking through the broken glass last night and thought of you, and I wondered where your reckless ways had brought you to? A fiery mass of untapped power surgin' in your breast, I hope it found its way outside so you could rest! Or, did you go up to the mountains where the air is clear and cold? Did they give you back your tears; save you from growing old? As hands and feet fought gravity all up the ancient wall, I wonder, did you lose your ancient urge to fall? The last time I saw you, you were strung dangerously high. All your movements stiff and frightened and you could not cry; suspicious of an honest mile, and looking for a fight; the lonesome street your home, your only friend the night. Now, wherever you may be tonight, I hope you're pleased and calm; that the air around you soothes you like a holy balm; that your lonely anger hasn't turned your insides inside out; that you found the place some of us still dream about. I was dancing through the broken glass last night and thought of you, and I wondered where your reckless ways had brought you to? All my memories of you whorled me back to boilin' blood and wrath, and I wonder if you've stumbled on a lighter path? Oh I hope, perhaps, you have stumbled on a lighter path! And, a live performance at a small venue (accoustics of that venue are lousy, but Claudia’s spirit is strong. I love this song and it played a lot in the early 1980s. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hdmp_XuSC00

Shoot Te Moon, Norah The summer days are gone too soon You shoot the moon And miss completely And now you're left to face the gloom The empty room that once smelled sweetly Of all the flowers you plucked if only You knew the reason Why you had to each be lonely Was it just the season? Now the fall is here again You can't begin to give in It's all over When the snows come rolling through You're rolling too with some new lover Will you think of times you've told me That you knew the reason Why we had to each be lonely It was just the season Will you think of times you've told me That you knew the reason Why we had to each be lonely It was just the season

foodonastump I was going to save those Led Zeppelin songs for someone else to post, but I felt compelled to post them to indicate two of my all-time favorite albums. I was a fan of Jimmy Page from his days with the Yardbirds, and I followed the Yardbirds through Eric Clapton and Jeff Beck as well. I always thought that the Yardbirds were underrated and under appreciated.