Cover Versions: Patti Smith’s Birdland by Gareth Liddiard

Well I did the write about the whole show on another post earlier but I just have to do this song all by itself, it’s so epic, it’s unbelievable! Both this new cover version and the original track together.

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 It was release in 1975 on her classic album Horses. I’m totally in love with this song, it’s was an all-time before seeing it performed live but words fail me now, well maybe not totally I have written a little bit about it here. It been said before alot of times so this is nothing new that the lyrics of Birdland are based upon A Book of Dreams which is a 1973 memoir of Wilhelm Reich by his son Peter.

In an side/foot note just because I can yet another one of my all-time fav songs, Kate Bush‘s single Cloudbusting from 1985, ten year after Smith wrote this song Bush also used that very same book with a described of Reich’s arrest through the eyes of his son and then even takes it a another step in the promo video clip for the song. It features Donald Sutherland as Wilhelm Reich the father and Bush herself as Peter the son but more about that some other time, I think. I’m just point out inspiration for these two great tracks come from the same place, I should read it too just to see it.

Gareth Liddiard live version is just under 12 minutes so he makes it even longer than the original, Patti Smith’s was just a little over 9 minutes maybe his Aussie accent but he does changed it a bit too, can you spot the difference? I just have to include Patti Smith’s original and her lyrics too here which I wasn’t going to do that but hell, I can put them together, I can do want I want here it’s my thingy.

The story also goes when recording this song John Cale who was recording and producer push the band and Smith to make it even longer so if you was lucky to seen it live before they started to record that album back in the early to mid 70’s it would have been much shorter song. Oh my god I never want it to end, sometimes I just wish it could go forever! Jen Cloher who’s pretty much got those Melbourne shows half joked “I gave that one to Gareth” refereeing to Birdland and his love for writing really long song himself but I thank you Jen, you made me very happy when reading that a few days before the shows and then when he walked on stage and then again because I was at both shows.

Now you can watch it anytime, it could just be on repeat forever. I would buy this if released on CD/Record, I’ve notices the encore totally missing so far. Here’s the new live version by Gaz just a little while ago this year, then all the lyrics to read and then to end the post the one from 40 years ago. In the last my post about The Drones tour I found a clip where Gaz is having his Birthday live on stage and he’s just turn wait for it… 40


Birdland lyrics written by Patti Smith

His father died and left him a little farm in New England.
All the long black funeral cars left the scene
And the boy was just standing there alone
Looking at the shiny red tractor
Him and his daddy used to sit inside
And circle the blue fields and grease the night.
It was if someone had spread butter on all the fine points of the stars
‘Cause when he looked up they started to slip.
Then he put his head in the crux of his arm
And he started to drift, drift to the belly of a ship,
Let the ship slide open, and he went inside of it
And saw his daddy ‘hind the control board streamin’ beads of light,
He saw his daddy ‘hind the control board,
And he was very different tonight
‘Cause he was not human, he was not human.

And then the little boy’s face lit up with such naked joy
That the sun burned around his lids and his eyes were like two suns,
White lids, white opals, seeing everything just a little bit too clearly
And he looked around and there was no black ship in sight,
No black funeral cars, nothing except for him the raven
And fell on his knees and looked up and cried out,
“No, daddy, don’t leave me here alone,
Take me up, daddy, to the belly of your ship,
Let the ship slide open and I’ll go inside of it
Where you’re not human, you are not human.”

But nobody heard the boy’s cry of alarm.
Nobody there ‘cept for the birds around the New England farm
And they gathered in all directions, like roses they scattered
And they were like compass grass coming together into the head of a shaman bouquet
Slit in his nose and all the others went shooting
And he saw the lights of traffic beckoning like the hands of Blake
Grabbing at his cheeks, taking out his neck,
All his limbs, everything was twisted and he said,
“I won’t give up, won’t give up, don’t let me give up,
I won’t give up, come here, let me go up fast,
Take me up quick, take me up, up to the belly of a ship
And the ship slides open and I go inside of it where I am not human.”

I am helium raven and this movie is mine,
So he cried out as he stretched the sky,
Pushing it all out like latex cartoon, am I all alone in this generation?
We’ll just be dreaming of animation night and day
And won’t let up, won’t let up and I see them coming in,
Oh, I couldn’t hear them before, but I hear ’em now,
It’s a radar scope in all silver and all platinum lights
Moving in like black ships, they were moving in, streams of them,
And he put up his hands and he said, “It’s me, it’s me,
I’ll give you my eyes, take me up, oh now please take me up,
I’m helium raven waitin’ for you, please take me up,
Don’t let me here,” the son, the sign, the cross,
Like the shape of a tortured woman, the true shape of a tortured woman,
The mother standing in the doorway letting her sons
No longer presidents but prophets
They’re all dreaming they’re gonna bear the prophet,
He’s gonna run through the fields dreaming in animation
It’s all gonna split his skull
It’s gonna come out like a black bouquet shining
Like a fist that’s gonna shoot them up
Like light, like Mohammed Boxer
Take them up up up up up up
Oh, let’s go up, up, take me up, I’ll go up,
I’m going up, I’m going up
Take me up, I’m going up, I’ll go up there
Go up go up go up go up up up up up up up
Up, up to the belly of a ship.
Let the ship slide open and we’ll go inside of it
Where we are not human, we’re not human.

Well, there was sand, there were tiles,
The sun had melted the sand and it coagulated
Like a river of glass
When it hardened he looked at the surface
He saw his face
And where there were eyes were just two white opals, two white opals,
Where there were eyes there were just two white opals
And he looked up and the rays shot
And he saw raven comin’ in
And he crawled on his back and he went up
Up up up up up up
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way,
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way,
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way,
We like birdland.

Don’t get me wrong I do love all the other songs on this album but I think I just love this one a little bit more, maybe more than a just a little. So what’s everyone else’s fave Patti Smith song/s?


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