It's a sweet little song about two lovers meeting surreptitiously by moonlight, and the suitor is being cautioned not to leave a trace so they won't get caught.
It's surprising how many people think this is a goofy song about some bloated moron stomping through the flower bed.
Full lyrics HERE.
Kris Kristofferson is one of the most amazing songwriters of our lifetime. His lyrics could stand alone as poetry.
Full lyrics HERE.
I love the way the story is really told by what is not said, and the final line-- where he's comparing the life he could have had to the one he has-- is a heart-breaker.
Full lyrics HERE.
Excerpted from Abbie Hoffman's autobiography Soon To Be A Major Motion Picture, ©1980:
Lenin once wrote that art was counter-revolutionary because it showed beauty in the present, while revolution promised beauty in the future. It's true that art-for-art's sake leads to performing modern dance for Shahs and Sheiks or discussing sculpture at afternoon tea with the Rockerfellers. Yet creativity is needed to reach people snowed under by ruling-class images, and only artists can manage the breakthrough. Artists are the collective eyes of the future. One of the worst mistakes any revolution can make is to become boring. It leads to rituals as opposed to games, cults as opposed to community and denial of human rights as opposed to freedom.
In organizing a movement around art we not only allowed people to participate without a sense of guilt but also with a sense of enjoyment. The use of fun in struggle was a new notion. Even in Mississippi where we were truly frightened most of the time with people shooting at us, living with the constant thought that we might lose our lives, it seemed like people enjoyed their "work." All I did was admit it felt good. There's no incongruity in conducting serious business and having fun. This pissed off the straight left to no end.
Corrina, Corrina is an exceptionally malleable song. There are scores of different versions on YouTube, with artists ranging from Bob Dylan to Dean Martin to Rod Stewart, and they're all different and they're all wonderful.
Lyrics via SongMeanings.net:
Identity is the crisis can't you see
Identity when you look in the mirror do you see yourself
Do you see yourself on the t.v. screen
Do you see yourself in the magazine
When you see yourself does it make you scream
When you look in the mirror do you smash it quick
Do you take the glass and slash your wrists
Did you do it for fame
Did you do it in a fit
Did you do it before you read about it
I'm glad Rick James was alive in the 70s. That era suited him in a way no other time would have.
