Discussion in 'Music Forums' started by daza152, Jan 30, 2010.
BEAUTIFUL Fisher... nicely done.
Jack Bruce, Eric Clapton and Ginger Baker. What more is there say?
Maybe...just maybe my favorite Jimi:
Kind of a long story, but I got laid off due to lack of work. My company lost numerous contracts to off-shore competitors.
David & David - "Being Alone Together" from Boomtown.
Speaking of Sheryl Crow... David Baerwald and David Ricketts were part of the Tuesday Music Club (actually, Baerwald was a co-founder) that took Sheryl in and launched her. Bit of bad blood between them and her in the end... I haven't brought myself to listen to much from her other than tunes on the radio because of it.
Good luck w/search - and may it be short.
Yeah, kind of the same here. Long story, cheaper offshore labor. Sorry to hear.
Tangerine Dream - Green Desert
Just can't get out of the 70's this week!
Great debut album, still sounds good more than 40 years after it's release
How do you like it?
+1 for nostalgia's sake
Yes. And enough like Free that you're never quite sure...
You'd run out of room on the liner for all the titles.
Genesis - "The Music Box" from Nursery Cryme
I think this is probably Uriah Heep's best. They were on the verge of their formula (which was a pretty great one), but just a little more experimental and free. Of course their live album from a little later just *flays* me.
That's just plain weird. Reminds me of John Cage.
"And some are wrapped in the linen so fine
And some like a godling's scion
But I was cradled on the twigs of pine
Down a lonesome mountain line
I lost my boyhood and found my wife
A girl like a Salem clipper
A woman as straight as a hunting knife
With eyes as bright as the Dipper
We cleared our camp where the buffalo feed
Unheard of streams were our flagons
And I sowed my sons like apple seed
On the trail of the Western wagons
They were right, tight boys, never sulky or slow
A fruitful, goodly muster
The eldest died at the Alamo
And the youngest fell with Custer
The letter that told it burned my hand
I smiled and said, "So be it!"
But I could not live when they fenced my land
Oh it broke my heart just to see it
I saddled the red, unbroken colt
I rode him into the day there
But he threw me down like a thunderbolt
And he rolled on me as I lay there
Now I lie in the heart of the fat, black soil
Like the seed of a prairie thistle
It has washed my bones in honey and oil
And it's picked 'em as clean as a whistle
And my youth returns, like the rains of Spring
My sons, like the wild geese flying
And I lie and I hear the meadowlark sing
And there's much content in my dying
Go play with the towns you have built out of blocks
The towns where you may have bound me
I'll sleep in the earth like a tired old fox
And my buffalo have found me"
This song (poem) says everything there is to say. If not in the lines then between them. It's all there.
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