wenner: the next record was “aftermath,” which has “paint ıt, black,” “under my thumb” and “stupid girl.” does that stand out in your mind at all?
jagger: that was a big landmark record for me. ıt’s the first time we wrote the whole record and finally laid to rest the ghost of having to do these very nice and interesting, no doubt, but still cover versions of old r&b songs – which we didn’t really feel we were doing justice, to be perfectly honest, particularly because we didn’t have the maturity. plus, everyone was doing it.
[aftermath] has a very wide spectrum of music styles: “paint ıt, black” was this kind of turkish song; and there were also very bluesy things like “goin’ home”; and ı remember some sort of ballads on there. ıt had a lot of good songs, it had a lot of different styles, and it was very well recorded. so it was, to my mind, a real marker.
1966 tarihli rolling stones şarkısı. önce single olarak, ardından aynı yıl aftermath isimli albümde yayınlanmıştır. keith richards ve mick jagger ortak çalışması olmasına rağmen mick jagger bir röportajında türkçe bir şarkıdan esinlenerek bu şarkıyı yazdığını belirtmiştir. ilgili şarkının 1962 yılında yayınlanan erkin koray'ın bir eylül akşamı isimli eseri olduğu iddia edilmektedir.
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 newborn baby it just happens ev'ryday
i look inside myself and see my heart is black i see my red door and it has been painted black Maybe then i'll fade away and not have to face the facts it's not easy facing up when your whole world is black
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue i could not forsee this thing happening to you if i look hard enough into the setting sun My love will laugh with me before the morning 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 black, 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