Sometimes it’s all too much.
Too much.
Sometimes you just need to take a deep breath and let the busy, busy, busyness of the world fall away.
Away.
Joni wanted to skate away on a frozen river.
Huck Finn wanted to light out for the Territory.
George Mallory climbed up and up until he vanished.
Captain Scott entered and never left the great white wastes.
T E Lawrence and Charles de Foucault sought out the Desert.
Emilia Earhart flew away into the deep blue beyond.
And me?
Well, I would seek out the heart of the deepest ocean.
So far from land that land could not be remembered anymore and scarcely even imagined.
Darkness on the face of the deep.
Adrift with Whale song and moonlight.
Above in the silence the Albatross.
What music could sound such depths?
Oceanic sway.
Stratospheric circumpolar soaring.
Peter Green.
Stratocaster.
‘The Touch’
Balm for the weary labourer.
Never matched.
Listen on a loop for an hour and it won’t be too long.
The Immortal Jukebox 
Great song
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Thanks. Has an enduring hypnotic power. Regards Thom
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As you do my friend as you do with your excellent choices. Hypnotic is the word.
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Simply sublime, a thousand miles musically from something like ‘You Make Loving Fun’ and in my opinion, far more worthy than latter day Mac. Ethereal, evocative and one of my top five. Thanks for the look in, it’s appreciated.
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Thanks. More Peter Green era to feature here. He had a feel that is very rare.
Stay tuned
Thom
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Timeless classic thanks
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Pretty much perfect.
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