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Kris Kristofferson has complained that no album he released after 1972's Jesus Was a Capricorn was given any promotion, and 1974's Spooky Lady's Sideshow is the first record that falls into that category. If his statement is true, it is understandable why Monument Records would have refrained from a major campaign on behalf of the album. Record companies tend to reserve their greatest promotional effort for developing artists who show commercial promise, expecting established artists to fend for themselves. And at the time of the release of Spooky Lady's Sideshow, the company probably considered Kristofferson an established artist; after all, two of his last three albums had gone gold, and he had hit number one in the country singles charts the year before with the gold-selling "Why Me" while at the same time topping the country albums charts twice, with Jesus Was a Capricorn and his duo album with Rita Coolidge, Full Moon. Also, in the interim between his last album and this one, he had become a movie star with his appearances in Blume in Love and Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid. But all that success masked a relatively fragile status as a recording artist. Kristofferson was actually more successful as a songwriter than as a singer; his third album, Border Lord, had been a commercial disappointment, and so had Jesus Was a Capricorn until "Why Me" belatedly became a fluke hit. He didn't really have as firm a fan base as the statistics indicated, and the movie stardom was a double-edged sword, suggesting that his commitment to music-making was compromised. But a second reason for Monument not to commit its resources to promoting Spooky Lady's Sideshow must have come from listening to the record itself. On paper, Kristofferson may have seemed to be at the top of his game, not only because of his record sales and box office appeal, but also because of his apparently successful marriage to Coolidge. And yet Spooky Lady's Sideshow was practically a concept album about dissipation and decline. Over and over, Kristofferson sang of characters and of himself (or, at any rate in the persona of a first-person narrator) going downhill while consuming liquor and drugs. From the back of the album cover, which was festooned with fictional negative reviews, to song titles like "Star-Spangled Bummer (Whores Die Hard)" and "Stairway to the Bottom," the album was a portrait of excess and deterioration. Monument was unable to locate a "Me and Bobby McGee" or even a "Why Me" to release as a single and settled for "I May Smoke Too Much," a Dixieland-style tribute to hedonism, which made no impact. With that, the album faded from its peak in the lower reaches of the pop Top 100, Kristofferson's lowest and briefest charting LP so far. It's hard to blame anyone but the artist himself for this. While he had been rushed in making his third and fourth albums, the belated success of "Why Me" afforded him a year-and-a-half to come up with the material for Spooky Lady's Sideshow. Its songs featured his usual wordplay and repeated many of his usual interests — freedom, the Devil, Jesus Christ. Leaving longtime producer Fred Foster and Nashville behind, Kristofferson worked with David Anderle and a team of Los Angeles session pros, but his country-rock sound remained much the same. The problem was that his songs were so saturated in controlled substances and so determinedly focused on self-destruction that they became a self-fulfilling prophecy. You might say that Spooky Lady's Sideshow is Kris Kristofferson's version of Neil Young's Tonight's the Night (which was recorded around the same time though released later). But Kristofferson lacked Young's humorous perspective on his wasted condition, and instead of reinvigorating his career, the album was a misstep from which he never recovered as a recording artist.

KRIS KRISTOFFERSON

SPOOKY LADY'S SIDESHOW

Monument PZ-32914
March/1974
Produced by David Anderle
Cover Jerry McGee - guitar/sitar/dobro/harmonica
Mike Utley - keyboards
Lee Sklar - bass
Sammy Creason - drums
Bobbie Hall - percussion
Jim Horn, Jackie Kelse - sax
Chuck Findley, Dick Hyde - trombone
Dick Hyde - tuba
Vocals:
Rita Coolidge, Herb Pederson, Larry Murray, John Beland,
Terry Paul, Mike Utley, Jerry McGee, Bob Neuwirth
Recorded:
1974, Sunset Sound Studio, Nashville and Sound Labs Studio, Nashville

1.

SAME OLD SONGS

(Kris Kristofferson) « © '72 Resaca Music, BMI »
I was just a young man workin' steady in a good time band
Pickin' every single little lick I could just to please the man
Harlan sang the lead for half and we split up the rest
Hangin' on through the heavy times and hopin' for the best

I can't recall the names of all them places that we played in
All them squirrely party girls and pills we used to pop
Hardly ever sleepin' in them cheap motels we stayed in
Hopin' we could take it till we make it to the top

And them nights got a little bit brighte
And them bars got a little bit better
And the sweet (in the sweet by and by) just a little bit sweeter
But them blues well it's still the same old song

Now we're stars a shinin' on them prime-time TV shows
Every stranger knows our name in ever-little-where we go
Findin' out the bottom ain't so diffrent on the top
Just a few more friends that you'll be losin' when you drop

And I left some of my soul on every sweaty sheet I could sleep on
Gettin' just as close to anybody as I could
I don't regret a single bed I've laid my body down on
Ever since the first I had the worst I had was good

And them nights get a little bit brighter
And them bars get a little bit better
And the sweet (in the sweet by and by) just a little bit sweeter
But them blues well it's still the same old song
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2.

BROKEN FREEDOM SONG

(Kris Kristofferson) « © '74 Resaca Music, BMI »
Got a song about a soldier ridin' somewhere on a train
Empty sleeve pinned to the shoulder and some pills to ease the pain
Started drinkin' in El Paso he was drunk in San Antone
Tellin' strangers who were sleeping how he hated going home
Just a simple song of freedom he was never fighting for
No one's listenin' when you need 'em ain't no fun to sing that song no more

Got a song about the sister waitin' somewhere by the phone
For some man who never missed her ever since he come and gone
And it's harder for a woman with a baby on the way
That's the price of being human when you're poor enough to pay
So she listen to the freedom in the silence at her door
No one's missin' till you need 'em ain't no fun to sing that song no more

Got a song about a saviour looking lonesome and afraid
At a city full of strangers and a cross he never made
And he's sadder than he's wiser and a longer way from home
And he wonders why his father left him bleeding and alone
Just a broken song of freedom and the closing of a door
No one's missin' till you need 'em ain't no fun to sing that song no more
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3.

SHANDY (THE PERFECT DISGUISE)

(Kris Kristofferson) « © '74 Resaca Music, BMI »
Shandy was somebody's daughter drivin' to something insane
They busted her crossin' the border swift as a sniff of cocaine
All she could pay was attention so all they could take was her time
Proving an ounce of possession ain't worth a piece of your mind

Cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams daydreams are somebody's lies
Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth truth is the perfect disguise

Locked in the gold-handled bathroom Martin was changing his mind
Shedding his humble pretensions one careful toke at a time
And wiping the mask off a man in the mirror who really was Billy the Kid
Smiling at somebody dying for something that he never did

Cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams...

Soon as he sat down beside her shining like Saturday night
Shandy was his for the saving sweet as she looked in the light
And maybe they moved from the bar to the bedroom maybe just stood there instead
Martin woke up wet and screaming dreaming of blood on the bed
Cause nightmares are...
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4.

STAR SPANGLED BUMMER (WHORES DIE HARD)

(Kris Kristofferson) « © '74 Resaca Music, BMI »
Ring anvil for the deal we delt us by mistake
Our angel made of steel is big enough to break
Cause the rust is at his heel and I swear I seen him shaking
But who'll be here to bring her body home

The cabaret was crowded as her bed on payday night
Sammy hit a soldier and the fools began to fight
We scattered like the shadows in the early morning light
But she remaind to bring the body home

For longer that it seemed ahe loved some honest man
Who chased her wildest dream and rode her like the wind
And they forged the bloody chains for some wounds too deep for mending
But she was there to bring the body home

The barker stood there smiling as he beckoned us inside
To see the shining creasure that had grown too big to hide
Look here he said he's harmless and we wished he was lyin'
Cause few remaind to bring the body home

Ring anvil for the deal we delt us by mistake
Our angel made of steel is big enough to break
Cause the rust is at his heel and I swear I seen him shaking
We'll be here to bring her body home
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5.

LIGHTS OF MAGDALA

(Larry Murray) « © '73 Prodigal Son Music, BMI »
Oh the lights of Magdala flicker dimly on the shore holy sailor sailing on the sea
Patiently waiting she walked quietly to the door another lonely night in Galilee

Magdalene don't wrap your dreams in sorrow
Save them for tomorrow if it'd come
When we'll meet within the circle round the sun
Oh if heaven were a lady don't you know you'd been the one

Through the streets of Jerusalem you followed him once more
Holy sailor's come home from the sea
Someone somewhere's calling him to a golden distant shore
Far from the lonely nights in Galilee

Oh Magdalene don't wrap your dreams in sorrow...
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6.

I MAY SMOKE TOO MUCH

(Kris Kristofferson) « © '67 Careers Music, BMI »
Once my future was shiny as the seat of my pants are today
Then old Mother Luck and all her daughters started duckin' me
When I finally got tired of just sittin' there watchin' my life slip away
I said I better start takin' all the livin' that's a comin' to me

Now I love too much fight too much stay out late at night too much
But you bet your butt I'm gonna live before I die
And I may smoke too much drink too much every blessed thing too much
It's a lowdown life but it ain't gonna pass me by
[ horns ] I don't care if the world don't ever hear the sound of my name
Old Mother Luck and all her daughters keep a duckin' me
As long as that cat I gotta look at when I shave ain't ashamed
There ain't no Jody in the world I'd've ever rather be

And I still love too much...
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7.

ONE FOR THE MONEY

(Kris Kristofferson) « © '74 Resaca Music, BMI »
I've seen you standing there stunned in the spotlight
I've seen the sweat streak of the pain on your face
Cause you're caught like a clown in a circle of strangers
Who do you screw to get out of this place

It's one for the money and too far to go
Three fingers of whiskey just for the soul
That lady you're pleasing is hungry and cold
Don't look in her eyes you see what you sold

Too many bodies in too many bars
Too many feelings are falling behind
Cause you're easy to fool when you're lost in the stars
Shoot out that spotlight before you go blind

It's one for the money...
Take a look in her eyes and you see what you sold
**********

8.

LATE AGAIN (GETTIN' OVER YOU)

(Kris Kristofferson) « © '74 Resaca Music, BMI »
Woke up late again this mornin' cause I was late again last night
In the mood that I was born in and my skin was feelin' tight
I took a short cut to the city had myself a drink or two
I've got over feeling shaky but I'm still not over you
God I might as well forget you you ain't never coming to
Seems like ever since I met you I've been a gettin' over you
[ keyboards + guitar ] I don't crave no conversation I don't need no sympathy
All I want is my old lady that old lady wantin' me
So take me anyway if you want me I'll take you anyway I can
I don't want your sack of candy just some sweetness now and then
I got to get myself together with someone who wants some too
Maybe I can learn to love her while I'm a gettin' over you
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9.

STAIRWAY TO THE BOTTOM

(Kris Kristofferson) « © '67 Careers Music, BMI »
Well you've started again with the wife of a friend
On another night you hope you won't recall
And the wine that you're drinkin' doesn't keep you from thinkin'
Of the bitter taste that lingers in your sole

As you listen to your lies once again you realize
That she doesn't mean a thing to you at all
And I watch you climb that stairway to the bottom
Every evening in that mirror on the wall

You take pride in deceivin' one who tried hard to believe in you
Even after all the lies you told
But each lie that you've spoken and each vow that you've broken
Was a new nail in the coffin of your soul

And if you think someone's cryin' for the love that is dyin'
With the trust that you betray each time you fall
Look around you on that stairway to the bottom
No one's watching but that mirror on the wall

Look around you on that stairway...
**********

10.

RESCUE MISSION

(Kris Kristofferson - Roger McGuinn - Bob Neuwirth - Saymour Cassell) « © '74 Resaca Music, BMI »
[ with Bob Neuwirth ]
The Captain touched his swagger stick up to his golden eye
And boogied through the vestibule while bidding us goodbye
The enemy surrounds us and our spirit's almost gone
The devil take the calvary that sold us for a song

(There's Chi-Chi's on the starboard lads and Chi-Chi's in the stern
And hashish in the hookah pipe and bonny grass to burn
Our mission is a secret we're fool enough to try
And we'll sail the bloody ocean boys or drinik the bastard dry)

If I'd've been a carpenter the swearthy sergeant said
I'd never seen this ugly thing that hangs above my head
The hell with all your heroes and the wounds they hope to show
I'm just a simple soldier son with one more year to go

(The Albatros was tiring and the Cook was in a strew
The fifty little cabin boy was whizzing in my shoe
The Captain's wife was aging and the first mate heard her scream
When Tommy slipped tabasco in the Captain's vaseline)

Our time will soon be gone he said it's all we've left to lose
We've shot out ammunition and we're all but out of booze
So here's to Irma Donegal here's to Nellie Blye
And here's to my old friends he said and kissed his ass goodbye

(Give off give off you sorry lot give off the Captain cried
We've lost our bloody anchor and we're drifting with the tide
The swollen surf is pounding like a thousand cannons roar
And I shake the hand of any man who guides us into shore)

We're saved we're saved the soldiers said we're saved the soldiers cried
And soldiers climbed aboard while sailors left from either side

(Some swabbies hit the minefield and the rifles got the rest)
And somewhere there's a schooner sinking slowly in the west
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11.

SMILE AT ME AGAIN

(Kris Kristofferson - Stephen Bruton) « © '74 Resaca Music, BMI »
Monday caught me early comin' down by surprice
Waitin' for the signal light to change
Breathin' somethin' bitter that was burnin' my eyes
Thinkin' I'd go drink myself back home on the range

Shot down and sinking fast on Sunset Strip
Holdin' onto somethin' in my head
Everything gets heavy when you're losin' your grip
Nothing looks as empty as a motel bed

Lord I'm still a stranger in this God forsaken land
Further from my future and my friends
I'm gonna take enough to wake me up
And make me on last one night stand

Then take me home to something's gonna smile at me again
Break my connections when I shake me loose give my old equipment to the band
Let my friend the devil pay the rest of my dues
Take me home to something's gonna smile at me again
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12.

ROCK AND ROLL TIME

(Kris Kristofferson - Roger McGuinn - Bob Neuwirth) « © '74 Resaca Music, BMI »
Do I look like a loser do I stand in your way
A threat to the future you planned yesterday
I fought from my freedom some called it a crime
Convicted of running on rock and roll time

I said rock and roll time yeah please take me away
To the whiskey and wine or some other day
And if sometimes it seems I'm falling behind
Remember I'm running on rock and roll time
[ dobro ] I'm judged in your airports each time that I fly
I've been locked in your jailhouse oh but I'm a gettin' by
Just hoping that heaven is happy and high
And everyone's running on rock and roll time

I said rock and roll time...
Just remember I'm running on rock and roll time
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