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October 13, 2011

Cream - Tales of Brave Ulysses (1967)

The first commercially successful supergroup, these guys were pioneers for fusing blues, jazz, and psychedelic sounds. They consisted of Jack Bruce (of Blues Incorporated, The Bluesbreakers, and Manfredd Mann), Eric Clapton (of The Yardbirds and The Bluesbreakers), and Ginger Baker (of Graham Bond Organisation). They had huge hits, such as “Sunshine of Your Love,” “White Room,” and “I Feel Free”.

This song is the first release in rock history to use the wah wah pedal. Its lyrics were written in the form of a poem by Martin Sharp (inspired by the Odyssey by Homer) and reconfigured into a song by Eric Clapton, who was looking to create a song based on riffs inspired by “Summer in the City” by The Lovin’ Spoonful. It was never one of the band’s biggest hits, but with my love for ancient Greek/Roman mythology, I absolutely love it.

Cream - Tales of Brave Ulysses

Cream - Tales of Brave Ulysses (1967)

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Lyrics:

You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun

And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing
For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white-laced lips

And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter

Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell
And you know you cannot leave her
For you touched the distant sands with tales of brave Ulysses
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter

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