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FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
edited February 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Being young is nothing, when you’ve nothing on your tongue
and being old is speaking gold with no breath in your lung
Either way, in spring or autumn year
People never open up their ear.
Young or old, we taste the air and cry.
And no-one really hears us, by and by.
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  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    :)
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  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    I just wrote those words, and there will be a big fakkoff epic solo afterwards.
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:
    I just wrote those words, and there will be a big fakkoff epic solo afterwards.

    :D

    You know, though, I have a much harder time understanding your epic offerings. :p
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  • Jeremy1012Jeremy1012 Posts: 7,170
    I like it enough as a poem, a big fakkoff guitar solo can only mean good things :)
    "I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Well, it's a chordal solo. We're talking jazz chords in DADGAD, all built on one main chord. I think it's called pedal tone in the business. Okay, I've had the Trane albums out again. :D
  • Jeremy1012Jeremy1012 Posts: 7,170
    FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:
    Well, it's a chordal solo. We're talking jazz chords in DADGAD, all built on one main chord. I think it's called pedal tone in the business. Okay, I've had the Trane albums out again. :D
    Sounds great :)

    Have you ever heard the Olatunji concert? The final live recording of Trane. It's blistering stuff.
    "I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    No, I haven't. I have a fair amount of Trane on vinyl. Ah, I feel a PM coming on.
  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    My Favorite Things is a favorite of mine. Fakkin Awesome!
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • eulussoeulusso Posts: 50
    FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:
    Being young is nothing, when you’ve nothing on your tongue
    and being old is speaking gold with no breath in your lung
    Either way, in spring or autumn year
    People never open up their ear.
    Young or old, we taste the air and cry.
    And no-one really hears us, by and by.

    ageless man
    sit still
    hear time go by
    E.
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