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Tavington’s Theme Song, Illustrated April 8, 2010

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There are several songs that remind me of William Tavington at various stages in the movie.  Paul McCartney’s Live and Let Die is one because of the lyrics and passages of frenetic chaotic music between the verses that make me visualize an ongoing battle.  This song symbolizes to me how Tavington became the man he was in the movie and of his early dealings with Ben Martin.

Another song is the Doors’, Light My Fire, because the lyrics remind me of the church burning scene.

I’ve previously posted an entry with photographs of Tavington that correspond to these two songs.

But the song I most strongly associate with him is the Rolling Stones’, Paint It Black, which I associate with the battle at Cowpens and the end of his life.  It symbolizes the insecure Tavington, the man who always sought, but could never attain Cornwallis’ approval.

The opening riff of this song reminds me of the beginning of the battle, when waves of dragoons come charging over the hill into battle.  The heavy driving beat signifies the intensity of the battle, with the frenetic, chaotic music between the verses reminding  me of the pitched battle, and the guitar part near the end when they’re  humming the melody reminds me exactly of the sound of swinging sabres.  And the song’s driving rhythm brings to mind the sensation of moving quickly on horseback.

What follows are pictures that correspond to snippets of lyrics, with the complete lyrics at the end.

Also included at the end is a link where you can listen to this song to see if you can visualize what I do when I hear the song.

Waiting to chargeThis picture of the dragoons waiting to charge reminds
me of the song’s opening guitar notes

And when the drums and heavy bass kick in
I am reminded of the charging dragoons

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black

I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes

I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars (carriages?)and they’re all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back

I see people turn their heads and quickly look (run!)away
Like a newborn baby it just happens ev’ry day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door, I must have it painted black

Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts
It’s not easy facin’ up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue

I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the settin’ sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin’ comes

I want to see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I want to see the sun blotted out from the sky
I want to see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!

This photo corresponds to the frenetic, chaotic instrumental parts
between the verses where they’re humming and at the end where
the guitar part sounds like swinging sabres.


Paint It Black

(Rolling Stones, 1966)

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black

I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes

I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back

I see people turn their heads and quickly look away

Like a new born baby it just happens ev’ry day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door I must have it painted black

Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts

It’s not easy facin’ up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the settin’ sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin’ comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black

I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes

I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm,…

I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal

I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky

I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black

Yeah!

Listen to Paint It Black here:

http://www.last.fm/music/The+Rolling+Stones/_/Paint+It+Black

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