Everything You Feel Is Me
Here is an obscure 45 that I have been meaning to put up here. It is a record that has remained a mystery, and it is one of my favorites: Toni Mathis "Everything You Feel Is Me". But how do I describe this 45? If ever words will not do a song justice, this will be the one.
It sounds late 60's, the time when various musical styles and instruments were freely mixed together. A piano leads off, followed up by a hard-hitting funky beat and some well-placed wah-wah guitar over it. Sinister horns, a wall of bass guitar, and an organ that sounds like it's playing bits from a sermon round it out.....funky psychedelia if I really had to pigeonhole it. The vocal delivery is intense, building with the music to a chorus of moaning (there's gotta be a better word for it, just not coming to me at this time). A chorus of testifying? It is quite an experience.
I can't leave without sharing the lyrics (figured out as best I can):
Every time I drink the water
I take a sip of you
You know you might just be a cloud
Where do you think we come from, go to?
Every time I breathe the air
I take a hit of you
You know you might just be the sky
Where do you think we come from, go to?
Everybody's Jesus, and everyone's in ?????? (jail?)
Everybody's Jesus, and everyone's in ?????? (jail?)
Every time I go to sleep
I have a dream of you
You know you might just be a star
Where do you think we come from, go to?
You might just be a star....
You might just be a cloud....
You might just be the sky....
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