#Vox Continental Organ

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The Beatles - I'm Down (Stereo) (1965) Paul McCartney from: "Help!" / "I'm Down"

Rock and Roll

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Personnel: Paul McCartney: Lead Vocals / Bass John Lennon: Rhythm Guitar / Vox Continental Electric Organ / Backing Vocals George Harrison: Lead Guitar / Backing Vocals Ringo Starr: Drums / Bongos

Produced by George Martin

Recorded: @ The EMI Studios in London, England UK on June 14, 1965

Released: on July 19, 1965

Parlophone Records (UK) Capitol Records (US)

[forgottenbones]

“96 Tears” by Question Mark & the Mysterians - Vox Continental V301J, Vox AC15

Questo strumento ha avuto una enorme diffusione ed è comunemente associato al rock, beat e rock psichedelico degli anni '60, essendo stato usato da Ray Manzarek dei The Doors in diversi album e da Alan Price degli Animals, come pure dai Dave Clark Five . Brani famosi che utilizzano il Continental includono: The House of the Rising Sun (nota in Italia come La Casa del Sole) degli Animals, è protagonista in Break On Through e Light My Fire dei Doors, In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida degli Iron Butterfly, si riconosce in I'm a Believer dei Monkees, è di fondo in Glad All Over dei Dave Clark Five e I'm Down, e She said she said dei Beatles.

Vox Continental - Wikipedia

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Vox Continental II organ combo (UK, 1965)

[darbyoakana]

An Overlord's Tail - Chapter 2

An Overlords Tail Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10

Summary: Vox X reader, F/M. Vox shows up at your apartment, wanting you back. Warnings: Fingering, vaginal penetration. This story is 18+, minors can fuck right off.

Other Notes: Enjoy the smut, after Chapter 2 it's going to be a slow burn

Darby Link Tree

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Chapter 2: (Un)wanted Visitor

“Don’t actions speak louder than words?” The hand at your cheek ran its fingers through your hair. His other hand pulled you into him by your waist. Holding your breath, you tensed as he leaned in. You bit your lip. “See, you missed me too.” 

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The next few days weren’t so bad, you had two days left in the imaginary trial period. Charlie was keeping Alastor busy which meant you actually had time to work. Your shoes had remained dry, papers were finally organized. Several of which clearly had dried tears on them. One even had blood. You felt bad for whoever had previously attempted this job. You skimmed through the few existing reports on the computer, catching up on the resident drama. 

You were in the middle of making a list when Alastor’s shadow swatted the cup of pens off your desk, laughing as it darted away. You groaned and rolled your eyes. The shadow itself was proving to be much like a sinister cat, not really causing any serious damage but you wanted to strangle it nonetheless. Could you strangle a shadow? Alastor himself had changed his approach on how to aggravate you. While he was not fond of people touching him or invading his personal space, he seemed to live a life of double standards. Alastor constantly got into people’s personal bubbles. Maybe he thought it bothered you as much as it would bother him? The micromanaging however was getting on your nerves. 

Speaking off, just as you finished up your first resident report, there was Alastor. Face way too close to yours. You turned your head to face him, your noses almost touched. This was the sixth time he’d bothered you today. 

“Good afternoon dear!” 

“Hi. Is there something I can help you with sir?” you asked, trying to keep a professional tone. 

“Just checking on your progress!” 

“Oh, that's actually perfect I have a few things I wanted to run by you!” 

“Is that so? I am all ears!” 

“Well, one of the biggest complaints we’ve had so far is the lack of laundry services. Nifty has been taking care of it but we are starting to get an overwhelming amount of requests. I know Nifty enjoys what she does, so I don’t know if hiring more help in that department is the right call. But I was thinking we might want to consider creating a laundry room where guests can take care of their own laundry, which would take some weight off Nifty’s plate. She’d still take care of the bedding in the rooms, but the residents would be responsible for their own clothes. So in the meantime, I’ve contacted a laundry mat down the street and worked out a deal with them to give our residents a discount for using them.”

“Lovely idea!” 

Alastor was starting to think you might actually be right for this role. In truth, he needed someone with the ability to endure this hotel. While driving people away was fun for him, it did serve a purpose. 

“Secondly, looking at the meal schedule and cost- We are spending a lot on wasted food. And the meal schedule is a bit of a shit show. Relying on guests to sign up isn’t running smoothly. I did find out that the guest in room 310 used to be a chef. I asked him, and he is willing to take care of meals 3 days a week. And with the increase of residents, a continental breakfast would be more efficient. And we could have a simple rotating menu for dinners. I called around and got some quotes on catering services that I can go over with you later.” You whispered the last part.  ”This would also lower the chances of Charlie cooking.”

“Ha Ha!” He squeezed your cheeks in his hand like a grandma would, just much harder. “My my, aren’t you efficient.” 

“Thank you” you mumbled out of your squished mouth.

Overall you felt that things were going pretty well, Alastor wasn’t as aggressive about getting rid of you, and you were proving to be useful. And he had someone new to bother. 5 PM rolled around, and you felt far less exhausted than you did the previous nights. As you were heading out the door- 

“Hey toots, were you not offered residency here at the hotel?” Angel asked, sitting at the bar. 

“I was. I figured it was better to wait until the ‘trial period’ was over before making the commitment.” 

“What trial period?” 

“Haven’t you noticed, Alastor’s been driving anyone away who takes this job,” Husk remarked. “But you seem to be doing alright so far, kid, what’s your secret?” 

“A tortuous six years at VoxTek,” you laughed. 

“Oh shit, I thought you looked familiar! You were Vox’s assistant… and uh… Side piece if I’m not mistaken.” He winked at you.

“That is unfortunately correct.” 

There was that intrusive image of Vox fucking you on his desk again. 

“Oh man, he’s going to shit an absolute brick when he finds out you are working here!” Angel said, amused. 

“Yeah well, whatever, fuck him,” you remarked. 

“So you still miss him huh?” Angel said slyly. If anyone knew anything about toxic codependent relationships with your boss, it was Angel. “It will get easier, promise.” 

“Doing my best to push it out of my mind and focus on other things.”

“Well, I think it’s great you were strong enough to leave and start over. It is very unlikely Vox would show up at the hotel. And HEY- if there's ever a boss that ain’t gonna try to fuck you, it’s Mr. Creepy pants over there.”  He nodded towards Alastor who was talking with Charlie. You couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Good to know. Well, I got to get going guys, see you tomorrow.” 

As you made your way up the stairs to your apartment, you worried. There was no way you’d be paid in time to keep your apartment, even if you were, you were a month behind. Your keys jingled in the lock as you swung the door open. Your apartment was a tiny studio. Empty kitchen, mattress on the floor, nothing to write home about. But tonight there was one thing in your apartment that didn’t belong there. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” There, sitting on your counter was Vox. “Please, let yourself in. Make yourself at home.” 

“Aw come on babe, don’t be like that.”

“And how should I be?” you asked aggressively.

“Are you still mad? Aw, dollface, you know I’m sorry.” He hopped off the counter and walked towards you. “I want you back, come home with me, please?” 

“Fuck off Vox.”

“I promise I’ll make it up to you, I miss you. Plus my new assistant is garrrrrbaaaage.” 

“You are really something, you know that? It’s been three months. Three months I’ve been gone and you haven’t reached out once.” 

“I wanted to give you your space. But don’t you think it’s been long enough, doll?” He pouted. “Plus you need somewhere to live, you’ve-”

“Oh. My. God.” You cut him off. “You bought this building, didn’t you? Just so you could evict me? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!?” 

“Just a little motivation, that’s all.” 

“The manipulation never ends with you, does it?” You were wide-eyed, angry.

“Oh please, you want to talk manipulation? You think I wouldn’t find out about your new little job?” He scoffed. “Low blow, babe. Working for Alastor just to get back at me?” 

“I know there is nothing I can say to make you believe otherwise, but not everything is about you. I couldn’t find any other job, I have no idea why but no one else would…..” You paused as it clicked in your mind. You took a deep breath and sighed. “You’ve been sabotaging that too, haven’t you? The hotel was the only job you didn’t have power over.” You started to laugh. “That’s just too brilliant. All your efforts and now I’m the one place you can’t reach me.” 

That pissed him off. Vox pushed you against the wall, you continued to laugh. Vox had become unfamiliar with not getting what he wanted. People went out of their way to please him, including you. But not anymore and he didn’t like it. 

“Quit being a bitch about this. I said I was sorry. If you don’t want to work, that’s fine.” His voice softened. “Babe, I’ll take care of you.” He ran his finger down your cheek. “Come back, please.” 

You were struggling to ignore the wetness between your legs. You were desperate to feel close to someone, you’d been lonely and in truth, missed Vox quite a bit. 

“You can’t talk your way out of this one.” You avoided looking him in the eye.

“Don’t actions speak louder than words?” The hand at your cheek ran its fingers through your hair. His other hand pulled you into him by your waist. Holding your breath, you tensed as he leaned in. You bit your lip. “See, you missed me too.” 

Your brain was screaming, alarms going off. Don’t give in, don’t be weak! But it was too late. Vox’s tongue was exploring your mouth, and the ache in your loins was throbbing. He knew he had you. The hand at your waist drifted down to your thigh, his fingers pushed your panties to the side, sliding between your lips. 

“Fuck, doll, you are so wet right now.” He sunk two fingers into you, and you held his shoulders as you gasped, every muscle clenching. Leaning his screen on your forehead, he whispered. “Mmm fuck, I’ve missed you so much.” 

His fingers moved in and out of you, slowly, as his thumb grazed your clit. You felt the heat rise within your whole body. You’d given in and didn’t care. Things had been difficult, you were exhausted and ate up the idea of forgetting everything for a few moments. You wanted to feel loved more than anything, even though you knew deep down it wasn’t real, it wouldn’t last. Your hand ran down his chest, palm cupping his hard cock under his pants. He moaned softly. His fingers became more aggressive, fueled by need. Your hand fumbled to find his belt, clawing at it, desperately trying to unbuckle it while he pummeled your wet cunt with his claws. 

“You want my cock so bad, don’t you doll?” His free hand whipped the belt off him, and he dropped his slacks to his ankles, freeing his pulsing erection. You gripped his dick in your hand, he moaned as you ran your fingers up and down it slowly. “MMM. You want it, baby? Show me how much you want it.” 

His fingers pulled out of you, leaving you feeling hollow and a smear of wetness between your thighs. You lowered to your knees, licking his engorged head. Licking Vox’s penis was a lot like licking a battery, a light electrical sensation ran through your tongue. He spread his fingers, observing the strings of cum hanging between them, before placing them in his mouth. You were massaging with your tongue when his other hand gripped the back of your head, shoving your face closer to his body. His cock hit the back of your throat with a gag. 

“Uuuhhhmmph! G̷̩̥̪̠̃͂̂͋̕̕ͅŏ̴̢͉̥̘̀̇̑̾̃̋̚̚ḑ̵̝͍̟̼͕̭̯̝̗̯̇͆͗̔̂̊͠a̸̧̺̮͕̦͖̝̻͓̠̱͎̻̤̓͒̊͂̿͊͂͋̊̚ͅm̶̳̙̆͆̀̈͆̔n̴̙̲͙͕̅ babe.”

Relaxing your jaw, you let him fuck your face. Tears welled up in the corner of your eyes from suppressing your gags. He pulled your head back to look at the mess he’d made of you. Running his tip over your lips.

“Fuck me, please,” you softly whined.

“Anything for you, babe.”

Still holding a tight grip on your hair, he guided you to your feet before shoving you onto the bed. You laid back, resting on your elbows, legs open. Vox slotted himself between them. He ran his tip up and down between your sopping-wet lips, humming at the sensation. 

“I love it when you look so needy, don’t worry hun, I’m going to make you feel so good.”

You bit your lip in anticipation, laying back fully on the bed. Leaning over you now, in one thrust he inserted the entirety of his shaft into you. You cried out, in both pleasure and pain. He gripped your throat as he relentlessly punished your cunt with his dick. Vox let out a pleasured grunt as your soft tissues clenched around him. The wet slap of his pelvis meeting yours was divine, but it was the cries you made that sent him closer and closer to climax. 

“F̸̛̛̱̤͇̘̬͙̪͌̍͛̔̉̍u̶̪̗̝̅̿̄́̆̉̎͘͠͠ǔ̶̧͖͈̦̺̹͈̳̹͙͉̤̱̍̎̈͗̓̈́͋̓̏ừ̸͉̪̇̈́̌̍̌̂͂̊͒̀̕ç̴̡̲̲̼̠͙̖̺̮̝̻̟̃̉̒̓̑̐́̏͌̎̊͘̚͠ͅc̵̨͔͕̉͑̾͊̇̾͑̒̾̑̋͠ͅk̵̨͙̜̦͔̗͚͊͑…” His screen glitched as he bottomed out, over and over.

"Please..." your eyes rolled up into your head. “Please… Please Vox” 

“You know how much I love it when you beg,” he growled. “I’m going to make you cum so hard, you won't be able to walk.”  

His thrusts became shorter and harder, close to the end. He was holding off his climax the best he could, craving the feeling of you cumming all over his cock. You were close, the build-up was knotting up in you. You knew the neighbors could probably hear you at this point, you no longer had any control over the sounds escaping your slacked-open mouth. And with a jagged gasp, you squirted, riding the waves of orgasm. Vox hissed as the tightening of your walls sucked him into you, filling you with his own release. Your jaw chattered as a small surge of electricity washed over your body with his orgasm. You both remained motionless for a few moments, catching your breaths before he slowly pulled out of you. He collapsed on the bed next to you, you rolled to your side to meet his gaze. 

“You know I’m sorry, right?” his tone was sincere as he cradled your cheek in his hand. 

“I do,” you tried to give him a smile, but the tears were already building in your eyes. “I believe you, that you are sorry. I can even forgive you, eventually. But it doesn’t change what happened.” 

“I can make it up to you, I promise. Please give me the chance.” 

“How can I? You hypnotized me and broke my trust. It makes me question everything.” 

“I know,” he sighed. “It was fucked up of me. I swear I’ll never do it again, we can even make a deal. Just.. come back.. Please.” 

“How many times though? Before I found out?” Vox felt a heaviness in his chest. Guilt ran across his face. “Are my feelings for you even real? Was any of it?” 

The tears were streaming, making a large wet spot on your pillow. 

“We can start over. I know it will take time but let me try to earn your trust again.”

“I’m sorry. But for once you have to live with the consequences of your actions.” You tried to wipe the tears away. 

The look of hurt on his screen was unbearable. It took everything to shove down the burning in your throat. You knew you couldn’t keep the strength to tell him no, not when he looked so pained. 

“I’m sorry Vox. You should go.” Your jaw shook as you let out a sob. You rolled over, turning your back to him. 

You wanted more than anything right now for things to go back the way it was. Blissfully ignorant. The moments when it was just you and Vox, who he was without the other Vs. The late nights, laughing and enjoying each other’s company. The flutters you’d feel from the way he’d glance at you in meetings. But things had become too broken to fix. Your heart ached. 

Vox reached out to touch you and hesitated, he swallowed hard. While, yes, he had made some poor choices. He did miss you, you were his relief from the day. Where he found comfort when Val was being too much. When the pressure of being who he was as an overlord became too heavy. He tried to tell himself otherwise but the cruel reality of it sunk in when you left. The realization that he took you for granted. 

You heard the crackle of electricity and with that Vox was gone. You let go of the strength, and the burning pain flooding up from your chest, exploding. You let out a loud wail. Curling into a ball holding yourself, you blubbered into your pillow. You cried for what felt like forever until you were completely empty and raw. 

Only then did you fall asleep. 

[kdo-three]

The Animals - The House of the Rising Sun (Stereo) (1964) (Full Version) Traditional / Arranged by Alan Price from: "The House of the Rising Sun" / "Talkin' 'bout You" (UK) "The Best of The Animals" (US |1966)

R&B | British R&B | British Invasion

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Personnel: Eric Burdon: Vocals Alan Price: Vox Continental Organ Hilton Valentine: Guitar Chas Chandler: Bass John Steel: Drums

Produced by Mickie Most

Recorded @ The De Lane Lee Studio in Kingsway, London UK on May 18, 1964

UK Single Released: on June 19, 1964 Columbia (EMI) (UK)

US Album, "The Best of The Animals", Released: February of 1966 MGM Records (US)

"The song was recorded in just one take on May 18, 1964. It starts with a now-famous electric guitar A minor chord arpeggio by Hilton Valentine." - Wikipedia

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Video: The Animals - House of the Rising Sun https://youtu.be/Rp4H2wFO-o0

[mmguitarbar]

All the British Invasion vibes, and no UK-made gear 🤷‍♂️. One all-tube Thomas Organ USA-made Vox Berkeley Super Reverb, one Italian Vox Continental Baroque dual manual combo organ, and 3x Rickenbackers. #Vox #Rickenbacker (at Mike & Mike's Guitar Bar) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjmHdUiL0DM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[thekingofgear]

what organ did radiohead use at their tent in dublin shows in 2000 for motion picture soundtrack? its not the xb2, its a dual manual organ with inverted key colors

For Motion Picture Soundtrack in Dublin, Thom played a vintage Vox Super Continental organ (also known as the "Continental II") through an Electro-Harmonix Micro Synthesizer pedal. Both are mentioned in our song-by-song gear list for the Dublin concert. For other full concert lists, check our articles page.

Thom used the same setup for Radiohead's BBC session in November 2000 and for their Canal+ session on April 28, 2001.

It's worth noting that Thom played the Hammond XB2 instead of the Vox at Radiohead's show in Toronto on October 17, 2000. The Dublin concert was just over a week earlier, so it seems they didn't use the Vox for long. The Dublin concert was just over a week earlier, so perhaps the Hammond was a backup for the Vox. Or maybe the Hammond served as a more portable alternative for that year's North American tour.

A screenshot of Thom at the Vox organ during the Dublin concert on October 7, 2000 (radiohead.com).

[antoniodatsch]

luni, 3 aprilie 2017

The Doors - Strange Days (Full album 1967)

“Strange Days” is the second studio album by American rock band the Doors, released on September 25, 1967 by Elektra Records. The album was a commercial success, reaching number 3 on the US Billboard 200, and eventually earning RIAA platinum certification. The album contains the Top 30 hit singles "People Are Strange" and "Love Me Two Times".

“Strange Days” este al doilea album de studio al trupei americane de rock Doors, lansat la 25 septembrie 1967 de catre Elektra Records. Albumul a fost un success comercial, atingand locul 3 in US Bilboard 200 si apoi, castigand certificarea de platina de la RIIA. Albumul contine single-urile de Top 30 hits “People Are Strange” si “Love Me Two Times”

List of tracks

Side 1

1.      "Strange Days"                                     3:11

2.       "You're Lost Little Girl"                       3:03

3.       "Love Me Two Times"                          3:18

4.       "Unhappy Girl"                                     2:02

5.       "Horse Latitudes"                                1:37

6.       "Moonlight Drive"                                3:05

Side 2

1.       "People Are Strange"                           2:13

2.       "My Eyes Have Seen You"                   2:32

3.       "I Can't See Your Face in My Mind"    3:26

4.       "When the Music's Over"                   10:58

Personnel

The Doors

Jim Morrison – vocals, percussion, Moog synthesizer on track 1

Ray Manzarek – Vox Continental organ, Fender Rhodes, piano bass on tracks 4 and 10, tack piano on tracks 4-8, harpsichord on track 3 and 6, backwards piano on track 4, marimba on track 9, backing vocals on track 7

Robby Krieger – guitars

John Densmore – drums

Additional musicians

Douglas Lubahn – bass guitar

Technical

Paul A. Rothchild – production, backing vocals on track 7

Bruce Botnick – engineering, backing vocals on track 7

Joel Brodsky – cover photography

William S. Harvey – cover concept and art direction

Jac Holzman – production supervisor

[jamieroxxartist]

Studio Soundtracking: 7:10am EST What’s on right now here in my Art Studio while I Paint away and work this morning:

Today in Pop Culture History:

Oct 29, 1966 Powered by a captivating Vox Continental organ riff and a lead singer who always wears sunglasses and goes by the name of “?”, “#96Tears” by ?and the Mysterians hits #1 in America.

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The Rivieras - California Sun (1963) Henry Glover from: "Let's Have a Party" (LP) "California Sun" / "H B Goose Step" (Single)

Garage | Surf

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Personnel: Marty "Bo" Fortson: Lead Vocals / Rhythm Guitar Joe Pennell: Lead Guitar Otto Nuss: Vox Continental Organ Doug Gean: Bass Paul Dennert: Drums

Produced by Bill Dobslaw

Recorded: @ The Columbia Recording Studios in Chicago, Illinois USA 1963

Released: December, 1963

Riviera Records

[videostak]

just need to record like 10-15 mins more of audio for my album then i can put it all together yayyy. ok thats a lot of time but i def want it to atleast be over 30 mins.. last one ended up being like 45 mins or smthn which was a really perfect length tbh but i kinda wanna focus on it all being stuff i like a lot and i threw some songs i didnt care for too much on my last one just cause i wanted to pad it out and convinced myself i liked but in hindhsight theres def stuff on it im meh towards but only like 1 or 2 tracks tbh. im actually v vain and proud abt it in hindsight. tho i wanna for sure record a track on melodica and smthn with pitched bowls filled with water. maybe might make a song be both at the same time. but also do wanna like make songs be solo instrument performances so maybe not. also would like some more stuff using my bass and toy piano and to record atleast one track using the electric organ but hard for me to pull out anything inteeresting out of it even tho it does sound really great. not as great as like a farfisa or vox continental would sound in terms of electric organs but like still sounds like an organ so its neat.  def wanna get some more songs in there with like concrete melodies and stuff but also dont want it to feel like my previous album part 2 or anything so like its tricky coming up w/ stuff. kinda just have to wait for stuff to come naturallly but also should start pushing myself to come up w/ some more melodic stuff to make it not all be like sound pieces but guess ill see. i do liek A LOT of the sound stuff ive come up w/ like just lil mood pieces n stuff especially like the first 5 songs like am legit so exciiited to show ppl :) also have an accordion i also wanan record smthn on tbh.. so like once i get atleast a melodica piece (after the piano 26 arrives) and then atleast try the bowls to see if i can record anything cool on them or if its tooo like hard to actually salvage a track out of them w/ a solo performance. w/ the organ and accordion like i wanna record some stuff w/ them but  i havent rly been practicing enough on them  so if i cant then ill be fine. buuut yeas...

[bobstoney]

Fender Jimi Hendrix Stratocaster Guitar

[gromit-moved]

the only valid songs by the doors:

1. alabama song (because i love bertold brecht)

2. riders on the storm (snoop dogg remix)

3.

[yohumano]

Es hermoso el sonido de un Voz Continental. 

[kdo-three]

The Doors - Break On Through (To the Other Side) (1967) (Restored Version) ⊛ Jim Morrison / John Densmore / Ray Manzarek / Robby Krieger from: "The Doors" (1967) (LP) "Break On Through (To the Other Side)" / "End of the Night" (Single)

Rock | Psychedelic Rock

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Personnel: Jim Morrison: Vocals Ray Manzarek: Vox Continental Organ / Keyboard Bass Robby Krieger: Guitar John Densmore: Drums

Bruce Botnick: Engineer Produced by Paul A. Rothchild

Recorded: @ Sunset Sound Recorders in Hollywood, California USA during August of 1966

Album Released: on January 4, 1967

Elektra Records

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"Break On Through" begins with a Bossa Nova drum groove… Drummer John Densmore appreciated the new Bossa Nova craze coming from Brazil at the time, …" - Wikipedia

⊛ “Elektra Records’ censors objected to the drug use implied by the repeated line “she gets high”. The original album version and all reissues until the 1990’s have the word “high” deleted, with Morrison singing “she gets” four times before a final wail. Live versions and more recent remastered releases have the full line restored…” --Wikipedia

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