Happy Birthday Phil Manzanera

 

 

Just got the '69 Bakerloo 2013 remastered album and it included this gem.  Son Of Moonshine Part 1.
 

 

https://youtu.be/Fjufjv4rH0s

 

Sultans of Swing

 

schools Out

 

Still Got the Blues

 

Tim Hardin - Don't Make Promises

 

Joni Mitchell - Willy

 

Another 80's classic that's wandered back into my consciousness.

 

 

46 minutes ago, Crossy said:

Another 80's classic that's wandered back into my consciousness.

 

 

There's no Pretending that there's a Thin Line Between Love And Hate.

 

 

nazareth love hurts (1976)

 

 

The Air That I Breath - The Hollies

 

 

Steppenwolf - Born to be wild

 

Allman Bros - Ramblin' man

 

New Riders - Panama Red

 

Grateful Dead - Truckin'

 

Poco - Rose of Cimarron

 

Eagles - Hotel California

3 hours ago, Sigi said:

The Air That I Breath - The Hollies

 

 

This song was on the first cassette tape i bought!

 

Regarding  romantic love, W.H. Auden wrote some thought provoking lines:

What mad Nijinsky wrote
About Diaghilev
Is true of the normal heart;
For the error bred in the bone
Of each woman and each man
Craves what it cannot have,
Not universal love
But to be loved alone.

 

On an optimistic note: And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.

 

 

September 1st 1939

I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
Of a low dishonest decade:
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of the earth,
Obsessing our private lives;
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.

Accurate scholarship can
Unearth the whole offence
From Luther until now
That has driven a culture mad,
Find what occurred at Linz,
What huge imago made
A psychopathic god:
I and the public know
What all schoolchildren learn,
Those to whom evil is done
Do evil in return.

Exiled Thucydides knew
All that a speech can say
About Democracy,
And what dictators do,
The elderly rubbish they talk
To an apathetic grave;
Analysed all in his book,
The enlightenment driven away,
The habit-forming pain,
Mismanagement and grief:
We must suffer them all again.

Into this neutral air
Where blind skyscrapers use
Their full height to proclaim
The strength of Collective Man,
Each language pours its vain
Competitive excuse:
But who can live for long
In an euphoric dream;
Out of the mirror they stare,
Imperialism's face
And the international wrong.

Faces along the bar
Cling to their average day:
The lights must never go out,
The music must always play,
All the conventions conspire
To make this fort assume
The furniture of home;
Lest we should see where we are,
Lost in a haunted wood,
Children afraid of the night
Who have never been happy or good.

The windiest militant trash
Important Persons shout
Is not so crude as our wish:
What mad Nijinsky wrote
About Diaghilev
Is true of the normal heart;
For the error bred in the bone
Of each woman and each man
Craves what it cannot have,
Not universal love
But to be loved alone.

From the conservative dark
Into the ethical life
The dense commuters come,
Repeating their morning vow;
"I will be true to the wife,
I'll concentrate more on my work,"
And helpless governors wake
To resume their compulsory game:
Who can release them now,
Who can reach the deaf,
Who can speak for the dumb?

All I have is a voice
To undo the folded lie,
The romantic lie in the brain
Of the sensual man-in-the-street
And the lie of Authority
Whose buildings grope the sky:
There is no such thing as the State
And no one exists alone;
Hunger allows no choice
To the citizen or the police;
We must love one another or die.

Defenceless under the night
Our world in stupor lies;
Yet, dotted everywhere,
Ironic points of light
Flash out wherever the Just
Exchange their messages:
May I, composed like them
Of Eros and of dust,

Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame.

 

 

 

 

Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame.

Apache

 

Mr. Tambourine Man

 

Subterranean Homesick Blues

 

Green Tambourine

 

The Mighty Quinn

 

The Letter

 

Lola

 

Long Cool Woman in a Black Dress

 

Up the Junction

 

1 hour ago, Mutt Daeng said:

Lola

 

 

You gotta laugh!  ????

"Well, I'm not the world's most masculine man
But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man
And so is Lola
La-la-la-la Lola"

 

Could they make this song today?

 

Dario G Feat. Vanessa Quinones - Voices (Acoustic Version)

 

 

Hazel O'Connor - Will You?