See, the hardest thing for me was leaving the life. I still love the life. And we were treated like movie stars with muscle. We had it all, just for the asking. Our wives, mothers, kids, everybody rode along. I had paper bags filled with jewelry stashed in the kitchen. I had a sugar bowl full of coke next to the bed. Anything I wanted was a phone call away. Free cars. The keys to a dozen hideout flats all over the city. I’d bet twenty, thirty grand over a weekend and then I’d either blow the winnings in a week or go to the sharks to pay back the bookies. Didn’t matter. It didn’t mean anything. When I was broke I would go out and rob some more. We ran everything. We paid off cops. We paid off lawyers. We paid off judges. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking. And now it’s all over. And that’s the hardest part. Today, everything is different. There’s no action. I have to wait around like everyone else. Can’t even get decent food. Right after I got here I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I’m an average nobody. I get to live the rest of my life like a schnook.
@@conradkenneth5216 *Henry slowly looked at the camera, smiling as the scene cuts to Tommy firing into the camera, before cutting back to Henry smiling.*
The piano outro to "Layla" has always brought a tear to my eye...so musically perfect...Carl Radle's melodic and emotional bass playing, Whitlocks amazing key strokes, Allmans crying slides, Claptons picking, and Gordon's drumming amazing! Shame what heroin and booze did to the Dominoes, they could have been one of the real great band of all times, just be thankful we have been blessed with the one album:(
You know, we always called each other good fellas. Like you said to, uh, somebody, "You're gonna like this guy. He's all right. He's a good fella. He's one of us.: You understand?" We were good fellas. Wiseguys. But Jimmy and I could never be made because we had Irish blood. It didn't even matter that my mother was Sicilian. To become a member of a crew you've got to be one hundred per cent Italian so they can trace all your relatives back to the old country. See, it's the highest honor they can give you. It means you belong to a family and crew. It means that nobody can fuck around with you. It also means you could fuck around with anybody just as long as they aren't also a member. It's like a license to steal. It's a license to do anything. As far as Jimmy was concerned with Tommy being made, it was like we were all being made. We would now have one of our own as a member.
You know, we always called each other good fellas. Like you said to somebody, “You’re gonna like this guy. He’s all right. He’s a good fella. He’s one of us.” You understand? We were good fellas. Wise guys. #GoodFellas
But Jimmy and I could never be "made" because we had Irish blood. Didn't even matter that my mother was Sicilian. To become a member of a crew, you have to be 100% Italian so they can trace all your relatives back to the Old country.
I always thought this should've been a separate song. It's so beautiful. Don't get me wrong it's always nice at the end of layla. But I wish I could just hear this alone sometimes
It was supposed to be a separate song because it belonged to artist Rita Coolidge before it became the ending to Layla. Rita Coolidge and her boyfriend, drummer-turned-murdered-turned-convicted felon Jim Gordon, wrote this together as a song with vocals for her next album, until Jim nicked the entire melody and gave it Eric Clapton instead.
I'm very drunk, so please excuse my general idiocracy, but this is my all-time favourite song and Goodfellas is my all-time favourite film. "As far back as I could remember I always wanted to be a gangster." Nobody truly knows how much this song and that film mean to me.
Now this movie means more to us, ever since what happened to Ray. Rest in peace, Ray, death had to take you when you were sleeping, because the grim reaper would've had trouble, trying to take you if you were awake.
when you watch the movie for the first or hundred of times, and this music start playing, and the scene goes into pink Cadillac with two bodies in it, you just know all the fun part was over.
One of the most beautiful pieces of music ever written. Duane is still the only man that ever lived that can make a guitar sound like a bird. Always brings a tear to my eye. Thank you for sharing.
Jimmy Conway : Yeah. Vinnie : Yeah. Jimmy Conway : Who's this? Vinnie : This is Vinnie. Jimmy Conway : Vinnie, what happened? Vinnie : Well we-... Jimmy Conway : You get it straightened out? Vinnie : No, we had a problem... and uh, we tried to do everything we could. Jimmy Conway : What d'you mean? Vinnie : Well, you know what I mean. He's gone, and we couldn't do nothing about it. Vinnie : That's it. Jimmy Conway : What d'you mean? What d'you mean? Uh... Vinnie : He's gone. Uh, he's gone. Vinnie : And that's it. Jimmy Conway : [smashing telephone] Fuck. Can't fuckin' believe that, can't fuckin'...
@@therabidscorpion *Jimmy then kicked the phone booth's door in multiple times as Henry watched, and attempting to calm him down, until the phone booth eventually fell over.
@@thirdanimator3347 The most heartbreaking part of that is you can hear in Vinnie's voice that he's sad about Tommy's death, but is trying to save face.
This Coda is what makes Layla beyond all Love Songs, it tears your heart out if you ever had one. It make the song more than what it would be, it makes it heroic!!!!
Erik Leiken Not to take away from Mr' Gordon's impressive accomplishments, this piece may not be his: Quoted from Wikipedia"Gordon then played on Derek and the Dominos' 1970 double album, Layla and Other Assorted Love Songs, contributing, in addition to his drumming, the elegiac piano coda for the title track, "Layla." In later years, Whitlock claimed that the coda was not written by Gordon: "Jim took that piano melody from his ex-girlfriend Rita Coolidge. I know because in the D&B days I lived in John Garfield's old house in the Hollywood Hills and there was a guest house with an upright piano in it. Rita and Jim were up there in the guest house and invited me to join in on writing this song with them called 'Time.'... Her sister Priscilla wound up recording it with Booker T. Jones.... Jim took the melody from Rita's song and didn't give her credit for writing it. Her boyfriend ripped her off."[4] In his book, Graham Nash made the same claim for his one-time girlfriend.[5] "Time" was not released by Priscilla Coolidge and Booker T. until their 1973 album Chronicles.[6]"
Piano piece written and performed by Rita Coolidge and credited to her boyfriend at the time, Jim Gordon. She was under contract elsewhere. Bet she regrets that move!
love how the instruments play so closely and together while being completely distinct from one another, its one of my favorite pieces of music for that, the vibrance, the unique sound despite just how many songs exist with a similar mood and also utilize electric guitar, piano, a drum kit, bass guitar, bells, and is that a mandolin in there in the back coming in around the climax? girl this song always has something new to say to me, i sure would hve liked to have this separate from layla so i can loop it while drawing and editing.
This song is indeed more know by Goodfellas but everytime I hear it the 80s tv show The Wonder Years comes to my mind. I almost know for sure I've heard this song passing by a couple of times during this show. Fitted the show amazingly btw..
You know, we always called each other goodfellas. Like you said to, uh, somebody, You're gonna like this guy. He's all right. He's a good fella. He's one of us. You understand? We were goodfellas. Wiseguys.
This is one of the 3 greatest song outros EVER! Along with Pink Floyd's "Comfortably Numb" & "Purple Rain" by Prince! Now if only someone would upload THOSE outros!
What a beautiful piece of music and put so well in the film .no1 film of the century .martin Scorsese you are the man for the greatest films ever to be shown to us over all these years .well done.
I've seen once Clapton in a live concert playing Layla and when the instrumental part started with the piano intro, I felt I needed to stand so I can see the couples bodies in the pink car even before the camera showed them :)
Still I never saw Jimmy so happy, He was like a kid, We had money coming in through my Pittsburgh people and even after awhile the Lufthansa thing began to calm down, But the thing that made Jimmy so happy that morning was that this was the day that Tommy was being made, Jimmy was so excited you'd think he was being made, He must have made four calls to Tommy's house, They had a signal all set up so that he'd know that the minute that the ceremony was over.
Remember this song was played for the TV intro of the 1997 Major League Baseball All-Star Game coverage on Fox... This was the very first time ever to covered MLB All-Star Game on Fox because of this song....
See, it's the highest honor they can give you. It means you belong to a family and crew. It means that nobody can fuck around with you. It also means you could fuck around with anybody just as long as they aren't also a member. It's like a license to steal. It's a license to do anything. As far as Jimmy was concerned with Tommy being made, it was like we were all being made. We would now have one of our own as a member.
You know, We always called each other goodfellas, Like you'd say to a somebody "You're gonna like this guy, He's alright, He's a good fella, He's one of us, Ya understand?"
As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be a gangster. To me, being a gangster was better than being President of the United States. Even before I first wandered into the cabstand for an after-school job, I knew I wanted to be a part of them. It was there that I knew that I belonged. To me, it meant being somebody in a neighborhood that was full of nobodies. They weren't like anybody else. I mean, they did whatever they wanted. They double-parked in front of a hydrant and nobody ever gave them a ticket. In the summer when they played cards all night, nobody ever called the cops.
No.... the "piano exit" was recorded only a week after the main part of the song. Piano, guitars and drums were done together, nothing was punched in nor overdubbed months later.
See, the hardest thing for me was leaving the life. I still love the life. And we were treated like movie stars with muscle. We had it all, just for the asking. Our wives, mothers, kids, everybody rode along. I had paper bags filled with jewelry stashed in the kitchen. I had a sugar bowl full of coke next to the bed. Anything I wanted was a phone call away. Free cars. The keys to a dozen hideout flats all over the city. I’d bet twenty, thirty grand over a weekend and then I’d either blow the winnings in a week or go to the sharks to pay back the bookies. Didn’t matter. It didn’t mean anything. When I was broke I would go out and rob some more. We ran everything. We paid off cops. We paid off lawyers. We paid off judges. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking. And now it’s all over. And that’s the hardest part. Today, everything is different. There’s no action. I have to wait around like everyone else. Can’t even get decent food. Right after I got here I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I’m an average nobody. I get to live the rest of my life like a schnook.
