1608 – The Rolling Stones – Memory Motel (1976)

 

Escrita por Mick Jagger e Keith Richards, foi gravada em março abril de 1975, produzida pela dupla Mick Jagger e Keith Richards e lançada em 23 de abril de 1976 no disco Black and blue, o décimo quinto da banda. É uma das poucas músicas em que Mick e Keith dividem os vocais. Tem mais de 7 minutos e é uma das mais longas da banda. Mick se hospedou na casa de Andy Warhol em Montauk, no estado de New York, quando estava começando a turnê da banda pela América no ano de 1975. A música fala que eles estavam de saída pra Baton Rouge, onde a banda tocaria na Universidade de Louisiana. O nome da música vem de um motel que realmente existe em Montauk. A garota da música é Carly Simon. Fala de um amor de uma noite nesse motel. Fala de uma mulher forte, independente e Keith Richards repete na música: “She got a mind of her own and she use it well”. Keith não tocou guitarra na gravação, pois estavam buscando um guitarrista pra substituir Mick Taylor. Assim, Harvey Mandel tocou guitarra e Wayne Perkins tocou violão. Mick Jagger tocou piano acústico, Keith Richards tocou piano elétrico e Billy Preston tocou sintetizador. Billy Preston também fez backing vocals, juntaente com Ron Wood, que depois iria virar guitarrista da banda em definitivo. Foi gravada em Munique, na Alemanha.

A letra:

Hannah honey was a peachy kind of girl
Her eyes were hazel
And her nose were slightly curved
We spent a lonely night at the Memory Motel
It's on the ocean, I guess you know it well
It took a starry to steal my breath away
Down on the water front
Her hair all drenched in spray
Hannah baby was a honey of a girl
Her eyes were hazel
And her teeth were slightly curved
She took my guitar and she began to play
She sang a song to me
Stuck right in my brain
You're just a memory of a love
That used to be
You're just a memory of a love
That used to mean so much to me
She got a mind of her own
And she use it well
Well she's one of a kind
She's got a mind
She got a mind of her own
And she use it mighty fine
She drove a pick-up truck
Painted green and blue
The tires were wearing thin
She turned a mile or two
When I asked her where she headed for
"Back up to Boston I'm singing in a bar"
I got to fly today on down to Baton Rouge
My nerves are shot already
The road ain't all that smooth
Across in Texas is the rose of San Antone
I keep on a feeling that's gnawing in my bones
You're just a memory of a love
That used to mean so much to me
You're just a memory girl
You're just a sweet memory
And it used to mean so much to me
Sha la la la la
She got a mind of her own
And she use it well
Mighty fine, she's one of a kind
On the seventh day my eyes were all a glaze
We've been ten thousand miles
Been in fifteen states
Every woman seemed to fade out of my mind
I hit the bottle and hit the sack and cried
What's all this laughter on the 22nd floor
It's just some friends of mine
And they're busting down the door
Been a lonely night at the Memory Motel

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