Very nice indeed. Thanks. Also a poem by Edgar Allan Poe from 1827:
'Twas noontide of summer, And mid-time of night; And stars, in their orbits, Shone pale, thro' the light Of the brighter, cold moon, 'Mid planets her slaves, Herself in the Heavens, Her beam on the waves. I gazed awhile On her cold smile; Too cold—too cold for me— There pass'd, as a shroud, A fleecy cloud, And I turned away to thee, Proud Evening Star, In thy glory afar, And dearer thy beam shall be; For joy to my heart Is the proud part Thou bearest in Heaven at night, And more I admire Thy distant fire, Than that colder, lowly light.
Fripp is still a massive influence on loads of people from Tool and Porcupine Tree to all the "live loopers" From Katy Tunstall to Andrew Bird to Matt Stevens(www.mattstevensguitar.com - very Fripp goes flamenco)
I new these two got together a time or two...but never heard anything from their albums.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing. Good Stuff
is Eno wearing a Kangol?
ReplyDeleteVery nice indeed. Thanks. Also a poem by Edgar Allan Poe from 1827:
ReplyDelete'Twas noontide of summer,
And mid-time of night;
And stars, in their orbits,
Shone pale, thro' the light
Of the brighter, cold moon,
'Mid planets her slaves,
Herself in the Heavens,
Her beam on the waves.
I gazed awhile
On her cold smile;
Too cold—too cold for me—
There pass'd, as a shroud,
A fleecy cloud,
And I turned away to thee,
Proud Evening Star,
In thy glory afar,
And dearer thy beam shall be;
For joy to my heart
Is the proud part
Thou bearest in Heaven at night,
And more I admire
Thy distant fire,
Than that colder, lowly light.
Thanks for the Poe, Musaklee! Lots of nice homely Old English monosyllables in this one: pale, beam, gaze, cold, smile, shroud, cloud, fire.
ReplyDeleteGood times.
Fripp is still a massive influence on loads of people from Tool and Porcupine Tree to all the "live loopers" From Katy Tunstall to Andrew Bird to Matt Stevens(www.mattstevensguitar.com - very Fripp goes flamenco)
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