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Suzi Quatro

Suzi Quatro

℗ 1973 RAK Records SRAK 505

℗ 1974 Bell Records BELL 1302

℗ 2011 barin.livejournal.com BR LLG 52220 1

Suzi Quatro • 1973 • Suzi Quatro

As glam rock debut albums go, you'll have to search a long way to find one that outclasses Suzi Quatro's opening shot. Though her fame and, of course, her hit singles-so-far were based around songwriters Nicky Chinn and Mike Chapman's guileless ability to crank out the classics, away from the glare of TV and radio play the pair allowed Quatro and partner Len Tuckey full rein. The result was an album of several very distinct parts, inextricably linked by the sheer power of the Quatro personality. The heart of Suzi Quatro lies in the band's choice of covers. Harking back to Quatro's years in Detroit clubland, there's a Slade-meets-Stonesy grind through "I Wanna Be Your Man," a raucous blast through "All Shook Up," and, restating the song's claim to be the best rock & roller any Briton ever wrote, Johnny Kidd's "Shaking All Over," garageland sexuality oozing out from every pore. Chinnichap's "Primitive Love," one of the finest songs that the duo ever left unnoticed on an LP, then echoes that same intent, seething percussion and unearthly crowd sounds building around a jungle chant that reduces Quatro's characteristic cries to a breathy growl that is pure animal seduction. Of Quatro/Tuckey's own contributions, "Glycerine Queen" (already familiar from a B-side) and "Shine My Machine" are the most in character, straightforward rockers bolstered by the band's already trademark roiling rhythm. "Skin Tight Skin," on the other hand, is the most adventurous, bucking the formula in favor of a slow swing and a vocal that is straight out of West Side Story. Since cherry-picked as the basis for any number of Quatro compilations, Suzi Quatro itself is best experienced either in its original form or across the 1988 Rock Til Ya Drop CD collection, which allies the LP in its entirety with five more period singles and B-sides (plus, inexplicably, two tracks dating from 1977-1978). In either guise, Suzi Quatro remains one of the most nakedly sexual albums of the entire glam rock epoch — and one of the hottest debuts of the decade. — Dave Thompson.

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48 Crash

(Chapman - Chinn)

Well you got the hands of a man and the face of a little boy blue-ue
And when you stand you're so grand there's a case just for looking at you-oo oo-oo
You're so young, you could have been the devil's son
You're so young, but like a hang up I'll be sad when you're old and you're gone
Watch Out!
You know the 48 Crash come like a lightning flash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
48 Crash, 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash
And it's a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash, that's the 48 Crash
You've got the kind of a mind of a juvenile Romeo-o
And you're so blind you could find that your motor ain't ready to go-o o-o
You're so young, you're a hot shot son of a gun
You're so young, but like a teenage tearaway soon you'll be torn and you'll run
Watch Out!
You know the 48 Crash come like a lightning flash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
48 Crash, 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash
And it's a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash, that's the 48 Crash
Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash)
Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash)
Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash)
Crash, Crash, AAAGH!
You know the 48 Crash comes like a lightning flash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
48 Crash, 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash
And it's a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash
That's the 48 Crash
48 Crash
48 Crash
48 Crash
48 Crash
48 Crash
48 Crash
48 Crash
48 Crash
48 Crash
48 Crash
48 Crash

Glycerine Queen

(Quatro - Tuckey)

Born in the world of a fifty-dollar dream
Tailor-made coat with a straight back seam
Just can't resist the twilight life of a queen
Takin' pocket money givin' shady secrets back
Soft-spoken sillhouette is part of the act
Mother's undertaker wouldn't dig you a hole in the wall

Glycerine Queen fightin' hard to win
Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen
What's the matter, Queenie, Won't they let you in?
Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen

Five will get you ten here on the prowl again
Put your pot of gold in the lion's den
Your parasite mind ain't the truly respectable kind
Your life-style past is gonna get you soon
Spend a few years in a padded room
A book full of blues, bad memories to pass the time

Glycerine Queen fightin' hard to win
Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen
What's the matter, Queenie, Won't they let you in?
Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen

We all laughed at the Glycerine Queen
We all laughed at the Glycerine Queen
What's the matter, Queenie, Won't they let you in?

Glycerine Queen fightin' hard to win
Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen
What's the matter, Queenie, Won't they let you in?
Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen

Shine my Machine

(Quatro - Tuckey)

Down in Motor City where I come from
People like their music loud
Motown was born down the east side
Detroit is the name of my town

Factory-workers, hippies and crew-cuts
Jumping up and down in their seats
In the daytime it sure looks different
But at night it's just a rock-n-roll beat

So rev my engine
Shine my machine
Drive me-pet me, baby
Fill me with Slo-Gin

Soul-brother likes his old Motown
The greaser still likes to jive
You can't knock a rocker for rockin'
It's what keeps this city alive

So rev my engine
Shine my machine
Drive me-pet me, baby
Fill me with Slo-Gin

Soul-brother likes his old Motown
The greaser still likes to jive
You can't knock a rocker for rockin'
It's what keeps this city alive

So rev my engine
Shine my machine
Drive me-pet me, baby
Fill me with Slo-Gin

Official Suburban Superman

(Quatro - Tuckey)

Give me the man who ain't like no other man
Gives lovin' freely
Official Suburban Superman
No dirty laundry lyin' over the chair
No moody Judy
Vacuum cleaner salesman of the year
Acts like Mr. Snow White with all his seven dwarves
And the streets they're lined with lamplights
And there's one for every door
The gates ain't even pad locked
And the windows are open wide
And the drapes...they're pulled completely
For what the have to hide
Keeper of the castle don't know what's been goin' on
The lock on lady Love-Life
Don't appear to be so very strong
Well, ladies if you look you'd better leave that door ajar
Wham, bam and thank you
The Official Suburban Superman

I Wanna Be Your Man

(Lennon - McCartney)

I wanna be your lover, baby
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I wanna be your man

Tell me that you love me, baby
Tell me that you understand
Tell me that you love me, baby
I wanna be your man


I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man

Love you like no other, baby
Like no other can
Love you like no other, baby
Like no other can

Tell me that you love me, baby
Tell me that you understand
Tell me that you love me, baby
I wanna be your man

I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man

I wanna be your lover, baby
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I wanna be your man

Love me like no other, baby
Like no other can
Love me like no other, baby
I wanna be your man

Primitive Love

(Chapman - Chinn)

Primitive love, Primitive love
Primitive man make primitive love
Primitive love, Primitive love
Great heavens above, it's primitive love

Primitive love, Primitive love
Primitive man make primitive love
Primitive love, Primitive love
Great heavens above, it's primitive love

Drags his woman back of the hill
Rough, and tough, but I don't care
You be Tarzan, and I'll be Jane
Run off and leave you
But I'll come back again

Primitive love, Primitive love
Primitive man make primitive love
Primitive love, Primitive love
Great heavens above, it's primitive love

You be Adam, and I'll be Eve
Primitive love is all I need
Jungle fever in my head
Gimme strange kinda lovin'
That's what I said

Primitive love, Primitive love
Primitive man make primitive love
Primitive love, Primitive love
Great heavens above, it's primitive love

Can the Can

(Chapman - Chinn)

Well you call your mamma tiger
And we all know you are lying
And your boyfriend's name is eagle
And he lives up in the sky (high high)
Watch out the tiger don't go claw the eagle's eye
But let the eagle take the tiger by surprise
Scratch out her eyes
So make a stand for your man, honey
Try to can the can
Put your man in the can, honey
Get him while you can
Can the canCan the can
If you canWell can the can
Well your sister's got the feline touch, she touches up your mind
And your eagle lover likes his little bit of evil loving all the time
Don't let the cat get into the eagle's nest at night
Because the eagle could say "yes" without a fight
Scratch out her eyes
So make a stand for your man, honey
Try to can the can
Put your man in the can, honey
Get him while you can
Can the can Can the can
If you canWell can the can
Ooh can the can (Can the can honey)
Ooh can the can (Can the can honey)
Uh uh can the can (Can the can honey)
Ooh can the can (Can the can honey)
Ooh can the can (Can the can honey)
Ooh can the can (Can the can honey)
AAAAH!
Honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey
Make a stand for your man, honey
Try to can the can
Put your man in the can, honey
Get him while you can
Can the canCan the can
If you can
Make a stand for your man, honey
Try to can the can
Put your man in the can, honey
Get him while you can
Can the canCan the can
If you can
AAh!
Make a stand for your man

All Shook Up

(Blackwell - Presley)

Well, bless my soul. What's wrong with me?
I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm acting queer as a bug
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
My hands are shaking and my knees are week
I can't seem to stand on my own two feet
Who do you thank when you have such luck
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Well, please don't ask me what's on my mind
I'm a little mixed up, but I'm feeling fine
When I'm with the girl that I love best
My heart beats so, and it scares me to death
She touches my hand and what a thrill I got
Her lips are like a volcano that's hot
I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Well, bless my soul. What's wrong with me?
I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm acting queer as a bug
I'm in love
I'm all shook up

Sticks and Stones

(Quatro - Tuckey)

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But you gotta take my rock and roll
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But you gotta take my rock and roll

Tune my mind to the station radio
My baby told me he ain't comin' back no mo'
Romeo, don't you know
You steal my pride and go

Turned me on from he old matrimonial blow
He's so stiff even music couldn't make him go
Your batteries are running low
And I ain't stayin', no, no, no

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But you gotta take my rock and roll
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But you gotta take my rock and roll

We're alone tonight and you've done let me go
I need some man to tease before I get too old
You're movin' way to slow
So on your feet and go

Skin Tight Skin

(Quatro - Tuckey)

Skin tight skin, hair dyed and walks like a rainbow
Where she goes the Joe knows her middle name
High heels, click, clack
Hey are you walkin' or stalkin?

Because people are talkin'
Don't you believe it
Don't you believe it ah

Lipstick skin per plastic made-to-measure warm
Chip shop, milk bar pickup number one off the wall
High-time, play-time, even daytime, find time to sleep some

Because people are talkin'
Don't you believe it
Don't you believe it ah

Get Back Mamma

(Quatro)

Get back, Mamma
You've been holdin' me down too long
You're always sayin' I can't make it alone
Music taking up all of my day
Make or break, but I'll do it my way
Get back, Mamma
You've been holdin' me down too long
Good-bye, Mamma
I appreciate your lovin' care
Packed my bags and I'm off to I don't know where
You may be right and you may be wrong
I'm still young and I'm going strong now
Get back, Mamma
You've been holding me down too long
Get back, Mamma
You've been holdin' me down too long
You're always sayin' I can't make it alone
You may be right and you may be wrong
I'm still young and I'm going strong now
Get back, Mamma
You've been holding me down too long

Rockin' Moonbeam

(Quatro - Tuckey)

Hip-shakin', boogie baby
You're never gonna be no queen
Passed your time and lost your prime
Now you're twenty years past your teens
Well, like a blast from the bloodline special
And the doctors are growing rich
What the guys in town are being passed around
It ain't no seven year itch
Rockin' Moonbeam
You're a cool operator
Rockin' Moonbeam
You old heart breaker
Rockin' Moonbeam
You two-bit taker
Cover up your frown
It's only age that will slow you down
Rockin' Moonbeam
Rock, Rockin' Moonbeam
Hip-shakin', boogie baby
You're never gonna be no queen
Passed your time and lost your prime
Now you're twenty years past your teens

Shakin' All Over

(Heath)

When you move in right up close to me
That's when I get the shakes all over me

Quivers in my back bone
I got the shakes in my thigh bone
I got the Quivers in my knee bone
Shakin' all over

Just the way that you say goodnight to me
Brings the feeling out inside of me

Quivers in my back bone
I got the shakes in my thigh bone
I got the Quivers in my knee bone
Shakin' all over

Well, you make me shake, and I like to shake
You make me shake (Can the can, honey)

Quivers in my back bone
I got the shakes in my thigh bone
I got the Quivers in my knee bone
Shakin' all over