Peter Green, Fleetwood Mac : Albatross

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.

89 thoughts on “Peter Green, Fleetwood Mac : Albatross”

Peter Green! Tone from forever. BB King said, “He has the sweetest tone I ever heard; he was the only one who gave me the cold sweats.” Green could evoke a sense of ethereal place and never afraid to do so. There are legions of modern guitarists who owe Peter Green more than they could ever repay. Very few musicians add vocabulary to the lexicon of their instrument. Peter Green is a sterling example. With a few exceptions big names since the 60s that are thrown at the wall, most of them are lesser distillations of Peter Green. If you go down to the crossroads, at the intersection of pure depth of spirit and tone, you’ll find Peter Green casting dreams beyond the blues.
Thank you sincerely for this one. If everyone listened to Peter Green at least once a day it would be a better world.

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