About The Song
Released in 1966 on the album “Aftermath,” “Paint It, Black” is one of The Rolling Stones’ most iconic and enduring songs. Its haunting melody, driving rhythm, and evocative lyrics have made it a favorite among fans and critics alike. The song has been covered by countless artists, appeared in numerous films and television shows, and remains a staple of classic rock radio.
A Song Born from Loss and Experimentation
The song’s origins lie in a period of personal and creative upheaval for the band. In 1965, they were shaken by the death of their beloved producer, Brian Jones. They also began to experiment with a wider range of musical styles, incorporating elements of psychedelia, folk, and Eastern music into their sound.
A Blend of Influences
“Paint It, Black” is a prime example of this experimentation. The song features a sitar intro inspired by Indian music, Brian Jones’ distinctive marimba playing, and Charlie Watts’ driving drumbeat. Mick Jagger’s vocals are both melancholic and powerful, conveying a sense of despair and yearning.
Lyrics Steeped in Grief and Mystery
The lyrics of “Paint It, Black” are open to interpretation, but they seem to deal with themes of loss, grief, and existential despair. The lines “I see a red door and I want it painted black” are some of the most recognizable in rock history, but their meaning remains elusive.
A Song for the Ages
Despite its dark themes, “Paint It, Black” is ultimately a song about resilience and the power of human emotion. It has become an anthem for those who have experienced loss or hardship, and its message of hope continues to resonate with listeners today.
“Paint It, Black” is a true classic of rock and roll. Its innovative sound, timeless lyrics, and enduring popularity have cemented its place in music history. Whether you’re a longtime fan or a newcomer to The Rolling Stones, this song is sure to leave a lasting impression.
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Lyrics
“Paint It Black”
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours 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 goesI 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 every dayI 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 facing up when your whole world is blackNo 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 setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comesI see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours 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 goesHmm, 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 blackYeah!
Hmm, hmm, hmm…