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Saturday, January 22, 2022

An old poem written on Jan 14 and a post written today - more on Get Back and Floyd etc.

 If words like

I do not know you
Go away from me
are offset by
words like
I will never leave you
or forsake you
likewise
A man can have only
what is given to him
from heaven
and: even what little you have will
be taken away from you
are sentences offset by
ones like
Ask and it shall
be given to you
Give and it shall be given to you
good measure, pressed down, shaken properly
stirred together
and running over (overflowing).
So be of good cheer.
There will be no place to hold
the blessing
when
it
arrives,
in its
consummation.

The miracle of the Beatles is still on my mind. Ringo is an average drummer who gives off his best. John is a good guitarist and George Harrison is better than him and the best musician of the lot is Paul who is really world-class. But when these four talents, not necessarily a possibility for the best band in the world "come together" in composition something happens which one can only call magic. It is not just about how they were lucky to be in the right time and the right place but about "this thing we do" that is "louder than words", to put it in the words of a song by David/Polly Gilmour on Floyd's last album "Endless River". They constellate something which is not there on their best solo albums after the split, though they played later in bands that were almost as good in collaborations like McCartney/Wonder, McCartney/Jackson, Wings, the Travelling Wilburys, Lennon and Ono, Harrison with others from India, Ringo with his All Starr band - but the same level of miracle or magic is just not there. It is the same with Zeppelin after Bonham's death or Who after Moon. Here, death did not sever them, as the deaths came later, they just ran out of patience to keep working with each other unlike a Floyd or a Stones, at least three of them, or as a Yes or a Genesis or Purple did.

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