another song based around a line in a jack kerouac book.  this from something he says on desolation peak during firewatching season, "oh distressed rose, unknown sorrow plane come".  how great is that.  stolen verbatim here.    with added viola etc.

from a line on desolation peak

Rocket Bottle

Away away my birds of prey
for the sparrows have all gone today
buried 'neath the clods of clay
yea...away away
and comes upon the shallow shores
the footmen of the ancient ones
arise the titans of the sea
awake dear time and mystery O
away away my birds of prey
for the sparrows have all gone today
but time did weep the moments back
and resurrected what long has passed
bent in labor
cries of pain
restore what's torn
make whole again...and justice walks with sword in hand
to slay the wicked...reclaim her land
yea
Away away my birds of prey
for the sparrows have all gone today
buried 'neath the clods of clay
yea...away away

For The Sparrows

The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves,   
The brilliant moon and all the milky sky,   
And all that famous harmony of leaves,   
Had blotted out man's image and his cry.

A girl arose that had red mournful lips
And seemed the greatness of the world in tears,   
Doomed like Odysseus and the labouring ships   
And proud as Priam murdered with his peers;

Arose, and on the instant clamorous eaves,   
A climbing moon upon an empty sky,   
And all that lamentation of the leaves,   
Could but compose man's image and his cry.

W.B.Yeats

The Sorrow of Love

Hold your hands up to the sun,
Dance around, chant a song,
Swing your hips and have some fun,
Stomp your feet, vibrate the gong,
Shake the earth, embrace the air,
Sun is out, it's all around,
Dance your heart in to a prayer,
Listen to the sacred sound,
Circle of sol, enlighten your soul,
Rays of sunlight, solar power,
We are human, we are whole,
Consuming the sun like a sun flower,
Yellow sun that bakes the earth,
Essence of life it gives to we,
Fuel for the plants, bolsters the birth,
Taste the sunbeams, blaze of glee.

Oh, the golden mask of Ahau,
Oh, the golden mask of Ahau,
Oh, the golden mask of Ahau,
Oh, the golden mask of Ahau.

Sundance of Ahau (original unedited)

Roaming through,
The valley of flowers,
Careful with my feet,
Botanical powers,
Twirl around I see,
Archway of sun,
Fallen on my knees,
The flowers have won.

Crystal kisses,
From sunshine flowers,
Falling in the flowers,
Crawling in the flowers,
Sunshine kisses,
From crystal flowers,
Crystal kisses,
From sunshine flowers.

Pounce to my feet,
In the valley of flowers,
Careful with my toes,
Botanical powers,
Spin, swing & twist around,
Dancing having fun,
Fallen on my knees again,
The flowers have won.

Valley of Flowers (original unedited)

Sun, Moon & Stars (original unedited)

Show me the way to the crocodile hippies,
Lounging on the rainbow trapeze,
Robed in red they wear the cloak of stars,
Fortune tellers with purple jars,
Within the jars sacramental treasure,
The crocodile hippies will grant your pleasure.

Crocodile hippies
Crododile hippies,
Crocodile hippies,
Crocodile hippies,
Crocodile hippies.

Walk me down to the riverside bed,
Where crocodile hippies are all dressed in red,
With blue stars painted in the palms of their hands,
Where concealed mirages of crocodile lands,
Come in to existence, concede to the seer,
Imbued with magic from the crocodile sphere.

Crocodile hippies,
Crocodile hippies,
Crocodile hippies,
Crocodile hippies,
Crocodile hippies.

Guide me to the yellow flower ground,
Where crocodile wisdom can be found,
Put 6 petals in your mouth,
Turn around and face the south,
Hold your hands up to the sun,
Now your crocodile wisdom has began.

Crocodile hippies,
Crocodile hippies,
Crocodile hippies,
Crocodile hippies,
Crocodile hippies.

Crocodile Hippies (original unedited)

I think this is maybe giving overture and a bunch of motifs back to back

A 50p fortune teller told me my lucky colour is green and my lucky day was today (jury’s still out)

The original which is impossible to find. It has that keyboard stab at the beginning which then persists throughout and by the end, it’s like wow. 6 minutes of non stop energy. One of my favourite songs of all time.

Marshall Jefferson - Move Your Body (THE HOUSE MUSIC ANTHEM ).aif

still

mainly lone angst-howler in a cabin.  some musical friends I see too seldom and play with even less often except sporadic long distance layerings by email.

from a line on desolation peak

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