I remember John Lee Hooker putting Bonnie Raitt’s fingers on frets as he was showing here riffs at the University of Buffalo Folk Festival in 1968. I may be old but I heard the best bands.
One of my brothers favorite songs.. I held his hand as took his last breath in August 2014. He was wasted and just wanted to find his way back home... Pancreatic cancer...RIP Cory
Old memories in music.... I was 17, a senior in high school in '72, when I first heard this album, and I decided right then and there I was going to be a musician. Then I went to college for a while and majored in the 3 W's: whiskey, women and weed. Mostly I screwed up. I guess at that point I didn't have the calling, but oh dear lord, I wish I had stuck to that dream. In the meantime, I've done good things and bad things, almost lost my soul and found it, forgot how to live and love, then rediscovered how to love life itself. Made a bunch of money and spent it all. Lived quite a life full of adventure. It's been quite a ride. Funny how literally 50 years later, I'm back to that same place in time and space as that 17 y/o kid listening to this song. I finally found my way back home. Music is magic. The best on earth. Funny how literally 50 years later, I'm back to that same place in time and space as that 17 y/o kid listening to this song. Music is magic, the best we have on this ole earth.
Classic folks doing a classic. I met Bonnie in an elevator at the Charles Hotel in Boston in 1985 while working on TV show Spensor For Hire. We were both on our way to the same place, the bar. We sat together for an hour, drinking it up and sharing tales. Car stunts and music. She is an enigma to say the least. Unforgettable.
I remember that night at the Charles Hotel, Regatta Bar. I was the Bartender. Oh, my god what a show. I was blown away when she approached the bar and ordered a drink. I was so numb at her presence. Blessed to be there. And thankful to this day, I had that very brief opportunity to touch greatness.
She really nailed that haunting, empty, gutted-out feeling from the Blind Faith original. When it comes to singin' and playin' the Blues, you could go a long ways and not find anyone better to do it than Bonnie Raitt.
joe', That "haunting, empty, gutted out feeling" perfectly describes the feeling of the 60's after Woodstock. The 60's were over, and everyone was exhausted.
I love Bonnie's interpretation of this. Let's also give a little recognition to Steve Winwood, who wrote this when he was 21 or something ridiculously precocious.
Now I get it , didn't realize he was that young when he wrote this , but , hell weren't they all, I was 13 in 79 and took it to heart , 55 now ,still grips my soul, as it was of course, I have aged gracefully
@@halfon005 I referred to the writing, and it seems it comes down to his birthdate, and exactly when he initiated the writing. my best memories from the time of it's release in the States, was it was being reported he was 16. do some deep digging if you wish
When Lowell died in 1979, Bonnie was quoted in Rolling Stone magazine that she missed Lowell more than she missed being 8 years old. Still brings a tear to the eye. Miss you Lowell! Love you Bonnie!
I remember that time well. She spoke for many of us who loved Lowell and Little Feat and were overjoyed that Lowell had released his first solo LP- and then we mourned our great loss of the one and only, never to be replaced Lowell George. I think it's only the true greats like Bonnie who can speak about these legends and do them justice by giving us their music again by playing it, sometimes even better, just for the absolute enjoyment of it. Thank you, Bonnie. Your voice always soothes my soul.
She has been a favorite singer of mine for five decades. Saw her 20+ years ago at Bumbershoot Festival in Seattle. Wonderful. I bought her latest recording (now, what, 3 years old? and was saddened to hear the strain and weakness in her voice. Age, lifestyle? don't know why but it was diminished. I much prefer her earlier work, before she was "discovered" by the masses and went so commercial in the compositions and losing a rawness that informed her bluesiness. (although "I Can't Make You Love Me" is a WoW! of a song). Am glad for her success but she's not the same singer. A fave singer/songwriter who HAS remained strong into her 70's is Joan Armitrading.
I"ve played this song for maybe 40 years to close acoustic solo gigs, 'cause, well, finding your way home is not guaranteed. But this.....I am not worthy. What a gift, finding buried treasures like this one with Bonnie, and Lowell George too. Gulp.
She's just the best- she doesn't just sings a song, she really interprets it- so you feel what the songwriter meant to have you feel- doubly good when SHE's the songwriter...Congrats on her Grammy for And Just Like That, another song that hits you right in the gut.....
I remember when there was a mural on the wall at The Earl Of Old Town bar in Chicago of Bonnie Raitt. Used to go there when I was a young man and play when they had open stage night.
That might be a live take, but that as recorded multitrack and mixed on a console. Plenty of EQ and compression. It is very simple though, which is totally unlike what they do today. Even with live recordings that are like this.
Bonnie's voice is ethereal and her timing is impeccable. Have had the privilege of seeing her perform live several times, but her recordings are a constant on my home play list.
Why am I just now hearing this for the first time??? It's the most hauntingly beautiful version of an amazing song. I've been a fan of Bonnie, Lowell and John since the 70s but never knew they played together.
Can't claim to have seen them all, but a lot of them. Got a lot of T-shirts from some of those shows, and while some of them are pretty faded, and they don't fit anymore, I think I'm gonna make a quilt of them.
Kindred, no doubt! Watch her absolutely SHRED LoveMe Like A Man… she completely oozes from the depths of her soul and out her fingertips up and down the frets!! I know I watched that live video and played along with her close to 10,000 times… I simply back her up and help fill space lol She’ll always be my guitar goddess guru & pretend band mate lol 🎼🎤❤️🔥🎶
My Mom was just diagnosed with Alzheimer's last week. Finding comfort in this song (in Blind Faith's version, too), and in my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. Jer. 13:18
My Mom cannot find her way home anymore. The song brings me comfort. My 'Blind Faith', which I am not insecure in, brings me comfort. Trolls are cute but mean.
Lots of accolades for various reasons. A few very important items to note. First hat off to this channel for the absolutely perfect upload. This is a bootleg of a jam. The technology of that day is not even close to almost 60 years later. And yet this recording is crystal clear. The skill level of the musicians is amazing. Thanks for giving this the exposure it deserves. This National Archives material.
“I can’t find my way home” expresses what must be a universal human feeling. We are but wayfaring strangers in this world. Even if you stay in one place, home changes until you can’t recognize it anymore. You’ve just got to keep singing.
Got ya brother. But sometimes it's good getting lost. When I was fighting with the wife I'd stomp out, get on the motorcycle and head out and just ride. "Got to get your mind right". Couple of hours till I didn't know where I was, stop and see the stars. Cheated though, used the GPS to get back home.
Just saw this for the first time. Wow, what a fine interpretation of a classic tune! Four outstanding musicians doing a song that is still meaningful today, fifty years later! Thank you all!
The comments that came from posting this made me feel really good. I thank you all. I am an old soul with an old heart. I have loved Bonnie from a long time ago and sang her songs whenever there was a band that would play them. She truly is an icon. An old soul.
Certainly, I sense a quality in her voice and intonations that are of the most honest sorrow and I don't know enough about her to intuit a cause. It may just be some inborn mystery that comes with her to reveal itself with such a relatable sound and style, 'old soul' may say it well enough.
A friend of mine introduced her music to me back in 75. She was at her best then as can be heard on this recording. It is a real shame that she didn't make it big until she was half of what she was at her peak. She is amazing
Just listened to this today. I've been in love with Bonnie's voice since the early 70's and Blind Faith shortly thereafter. This is true soul of the time and yet timeless
Can’t Find My Way Home is one of the best tunes….it’s one that takes me back to my twenties. The time in my life when I was taught just how cold and hard this world can be.
A great musical era. Lowell died way too young. Great slide player, great soulful singer and a great song writer. The early Feat albums were jewels. How could one band have so many super-talented people? I guess there were others but the Feat were something else.
Of course my friend. It was and is sublime. Can't make time stand still but I have the records and the experience of being there when it unfolded. For us, that is it. A man can ask no more really, than witness greatness.
This generation of white kids learned their craft at the feet of the century's greatest blues men whom they actively sought out, championed and dearly loved. The proof is in the pudding. Sanctified music straight from the heart to make you shiver and shake.
I have always adored her voice her guitar riffs and slide are unmatched ! I was lucky enough to meet her and can honestly say she is beautiful inside and out ❣️
i've always been insecure about my looks; but i look a lot like Lowell George, and if Bonnie Raitt thinks Llowel is cute, that's all i need to live a happy life
I'm just sitting here with my eyes shut January 1, 2020 remembering how tremendous all of this music was and how it still is the best. Very nice RU-vid compilation tonigt
@@ieatlightning4236 July11, 2020 the day after I found I have exposed to COVID and now have to wait 2 days for test and 7-10 days more for results Been staying at home since March and a "home health" nurse who came to MY house exposed me You just can't make this $hit up. "I'm near the end and I don't have the time."
Hey Marty, Smiley here just doing my time . My 1st posting in a long time but had to reply since this was the latest so far. Can you believe there are people that have no idea how Bonnie can reach your soul. We are fortunate to have lived this as our sound track. Peace ✌✌✌
This tunes and almost whispering singing (Intelligent music and musicians), and thanks to Steve for writing this. Thanks for posting this message Postman/woman. I have applauded in the end.
Saw Little Feat in Dallas in early 79, went to the room with the band and smoke a doobie with Lowell and the band. Asked them where'd you get the name for the band and Paul said, pointing to Lowell's shoes, "Well, look at them little fuckin feet". You don't forget a night like that.
Bonnie Raitt had so much confidence as a young woman in the 70's, when it was hard as fk for a girl to think she was worth anything at all--especially in the music business which was sexist as all hell in those days. I have no idea how she did it. This is a fantastic song, by the way.
I've loved the Blind Faith version for all these year and never knew this wonderful version was out there! Started looking for Angel from Montgomery and wound up here. Made my day and then some!
Shows how the 70s were a much more mellow and spontaneous time, in many respects. Thinking about what song to play at the spot and taking as much time for tuning as needed, without any complaining from the audience.
True enough; before clip on tuners it was all done by ear. Also, the primitive gear (no boards full of stomp boxes and rack mounted effects processors) didn't cover up mistakes, which left it raw, and imbued the music with a lot more human touch/feeling... at least to my sensibilities. To be honest though, I have to admit I don't miss all that E,.A. G. D. B. E. noodling between songs.
At this juncture in my life, nothing feels like home. My parents are gone. My siblings are scattered. My kids are scattered. My grandsons are scattered.... "Well, I'm near the end, and I just ain't got the time. I'm wasted, and I can't find my way home." I'm not high. I'm just wasted and spent. This new century has to take on a reality of its own. This reality isn't what we knew as children born in the 1950's.
At least you get to live in Wyoming and not in some skanky city. I checked out to north Idaho, just me and my cats, it's okay but sometimes the music stabs you in the heart for the old days. Just listened to Robert Plant Ship of Fools, can't get over it.....
I’m pretty sure I could feel Bonnie’s cheeks slush and turn bright red when she introduced lol in the very beginning of the song. I’m sure you could feel the electricity through the radio waves as well back in the day. So sweet.❤️🔥❤️🔥
😮 Almost too gorgeous a rendition of an authentic masterpiece: vocals, players, arrangement , mood. What a treat to close one’s eyes and just feel it go.
Some voices simply have the way of telling the truth more beautifully than others. Such a voice is Bonnie. How wonderfully lucky we are to be the ears to hear her tell it.
Playing on repeat while trying to organize my studio. Not getting very far, stopping often, getting lost in the tuning of the guitars, the obvious comradery of the group, and Bonnie Raitt' s love for and ethereal version of Cant Find My Way Home.
I was already a fan of hers at this point. She was probably 20 then. And this was maybe three years after Stevie did this with blind faith. She knocked me flat then and still does. This was a year I discovered her, Emmylou, John Prine, David Bromberg, John Hammond and Townes van zandt
I first heard her perform about four doors down Big Basin Way from my house in Boulder Creek, CA at a bar/restaurant named Scopazzi's. The dance floor in the bar barely held more people than were in her band. Beautiful music...beautiful night.
Fox. Some fo her really early works were incredible. You can find them just by going on YT and searching Bonnie Raitt and looking for early dates. Her early works were her greatest.
Steve Winwood would love this as we do. Not only is she have a great voice but that lady can flat out play a guitar especially slide. Love this, thanks for sharing
It was about this time that Jackson Brown was appearing in Kansas City, Kansas at Memorial Hall which is a small venue. The opening act was Bonnie Raitt. Wow. Went to see Jackson and left in love with Bonnie. And, her voice as well.
