Pete Cosey
Pete Cosey (born Peter Palus Cosey, October 9, 1943 – May 30, 2012) was an American guitarist most famous for playing with Miles Davis' band between 1973 and 1975. His fiercely flanged and distorted guitar bore comparisons to Jimi Hendrix. Cosey kept a low profile for much of his career and released no solo recorded works. His unique guitar rhythms were showcased on Davis' albums Get Up with It (1974), Agharta (1975), Pangaea (1976), Dark Magus (1977), and The Complete On the Corner Sessions (2007).
Biography
Early life
Cosey was born in Chicago, Illinois. He was the only child of a musical family. His father and mother wrote for Louis Jordan and Eddie "Cleanhead" Vinson and his father played for Sidney Bechet and Josephine Baker. Following the death of his father, Cosey and his mother moved to Phoenix, Arizona, where he spent his teenage years and began developing his guitar style.
Early career
Prior to joining the Miles Davis band in 1973, Cosey was a busy session guitarist with Chess Records, playing on records by Etta James, Fontella Bass ("Rescue Me"),Rotary Connection, Howlin' Wolf (The Howlin' Wolf Album) and Muddy Waters (Electric Mud, After the Rain).
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Self Servin' Society (Acoustic Version)
by: Paddy CaseyEverything is sold
For highway's guns and gold
The earth, the sky, the sea
Future and history
This is not how it's supposed to be
And those who died to set us free
Must be ashamed of our liberty
In a self serving society
Where computers are a deity
And everything's about the me
We sit by and watch it all die
Trained not to try
As the ghosts begin to cry
This is not how it's supposed to be
And those who died to set us free
Must be afraid of our liberty
In a self serving society
Where computers are a deity
And everything's about the me
The parade is all lies
It's a death march in disguise
Where we bury our hearts
So we can play our parts
In a self serving society
Where computers are a deity
And everything's about the me
And Christ gets locked up in a cell
The prophets are all there as well
For teaching is about the hell
So come back to life
So come back to life
No this is not how it's supposed to be
And those who died to set us free
Must be ashamed of our liberty
And Christ gets locked up in a cell
The prophets are all there as well