So, we’re
down to the Top 3 of my Peak n’Oil series of music to listen to as you
contemplate how screwed up things have become. I originally only had about
three bands in mind, so we’re now down to those three.
Just to recap, the
bands/artists so far – all of them picked from the shallow pool of my own CD
collection - are as follows:
10 – Julian
Cope
9 – Fleetwood
Mac
8 – Led
Zeppelin
4 – Morrissey
So, without
further ado …
Peak n’Oil #3 – Pink Floyd
In my last post I mentioned what I thought were the important things we should bear in
mind when confronted with our low energy future. One of the most crucial of
these is that we have to develop different ways of relating to the universe and
relating to one another. The track ‘Echoes’ by Pink Floyd, I think, says this
point beautifully.
It’s a long
track; almost half an hour all in all. When we listen to it it takes us back to
the beginning of time, reminding us of the primeval chaos from which we emerged
and to which we will one day return. It is, in a word, heavy. It then takes us
on a surreal trip in time back from the point of humankind to those beginnings
to hear ‘the echo of a distant time comes willowing across the sand’.
The
instrumentals continue, and we pass through a very bleak phase with what sounds
like howling alien voices crying out on the face of a scarred, desolate planet. That's us, now.
[Note how things undergo a 'rebirth' after this point. That's the future I talked about in my last post.]
The key
lyric for me is something that one of the members of Pink Floyd (I forget which
one, probably Dave Gilmour) once revealed that this single lyric underpinned
everything the group was ‘about’. That verse is:
Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me.
And do I take you by the hand and lead you
through the land
And help me understand the best I can?
And that,
to me, is what our whole predicament is about right now.
The rest of
the lyrics go as follows:
Upon my waking eyes,
Inviting and inciting me
To rise.
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning.
And no one sings me lullabyes
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky....
And that's what I'm trying to do with this blog - throw the windows wide and call to you across the skies!
Turn the
lights down low and the volume up high, get your pouch of 'shrooms out and let
the Floyd take you away …
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