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Every now and then I feel in need of a mega-dose of music. Old music, back from the days when music was terribly important to me, and when every song carried a memory and a special message. Yesterday was a rainy day, followed by a thunderstorm, and I felt a bit pensive, so I opened the CD doors of my Welsh dresser and settled down to some serious listening. I am not good with links and stuff, and notice that after a while they get disconnected anyway, so I am not posting any links, just a list of what I listened to. And, just for laughs, I have added the lyrics of one of my favourate, little known, song by Donovan.
Happy Sunday Afternoon!
Donovan - The Intergalactic Laxative
I was impressed like
everyone,
When man began to fly,
Out of earthly regions,
To planets in the sky.
With total media coverage,
We watched the heroes land,
As ceremoniously
They disturbed the cosmic sand.
In awe with admiration,
We listened to the talk.
Such pride felt they,
Such joy to be
Upon the moon to walk.
My romantic vision shattered,
When it was explained to me,
Spacemen wear old diapers
In which they shit and pee.
Oh, the intergalactic laxative,
Will get you from here to there.
Relieve you and believe me,
Without a worry or care.
If shitting is your problem,
When you're out there in the stars,
Oh, the intergalactic laxative
Will get you from here to Mars.
They don't partake like you and I,
Of beefy burger mush.
Their food is specially prepared
To dissolve into slush.
Absorbed by multi-fibers
In the super diaper suit,
Otherwise the slush would trickle
Down inside the boot.
Oh, the intergalactic laxative,
Will get you from here to there.
Relieve you and believe me,
Without a worry or care.
If shitting is your problem
When you're out there in the stars,
Oh, the intergalactic laxative
Will get you from here to Mars.
You may well ask now what becomes
Of liquid they consume.
A pipe is led from penis head
To a unit in the room.
The water is recirculated,
Filtered for re-use.
In case of anti-gravity -
Pee gets on the loose.
Oh, the intergalactic laxative,
Will get you from here to there.
Relieve you and believe me,
Without a worry or care.
If shitting is your problem
When you're out there in the stars,
Oh, the intergalactic laxative
Will get you from here to Mars.
Wherever man has conquered,
On the quest for frontiers new,
(Da da da da)
I'm glad that he's always had to do
The number one and two.
It makes it all so ordinary,
Just like you and me,
To know the greatest heroes,
They had to shit and pee.
The intergalactic laxative
Will get you from here to there,
For cosmic constipation
There's none that can compare.
If shitting is your problem
When you're out there in the stars,
Oh, the intergalactic laxative,
The intergalactic laxative,
The intergalactic laxative,
Will get you from here to Mars.
When man began to fly,
Out of earthly regions,
To planets in the sky.
With total media coverage,
We watched the heroes land,
As ceremoniously
They disturbed the cosmic sand.
In awe with admiration,
We listened to the talk.
Such pride felt they,
Such joy to be
Upon the moon to walk.
My romantic vision shattered,
When it was explained to me,
Spacemen wear old diapers
In which they shit and pee.
Oh, the intergalactic laxative,
Will get you from here to there.
Relieve you and believe me,
Without a worry or care.
If shitting is your problem,
When you're out there in the stars,
Oh, the intergalactic laxative
Will get you from here to Mars.
They don't partake like you and I,
Of beefy burger mush.
Their food is specially prepared
To dissolve into slush.
Absorbed by multi-fibers
In the super diaper suit,
Otherwise the slush would trickle
Down inside the boot.
Oh, the intergalactic laxative,
Will get you from here to there.
Relieve you and believe me,
Without a worry or care.
If shitting is your problem
When you're out there in the stars,
Oh, the intergalactic laxative
Will get you from here to Mars.
You may well ask now what becomes
Of liquid they consume.
A pipe is led from penis head
To a unit in the room.
The water is recirculated,
Filtered for re-use.
In case of anti-gravity -
Pee gets on the loose.
Oh, the intergalactic laxative,
Will get you from here to there.
Relieve you and believe me,
Without a worry or care.
If shitting is your problem
When you're out there in the stars,
Oh, the intergalactic laxative
Will get you from here to Mars.
Wherever man has conquered,
On the quest for frontiers new,
(Da da da da)
I'm glad that he's always had to do
The number one and two.
It makes it all so ordinary,
Just like you and me,
To know the greatest heroes,
They had to shit and pee.
The intergalactic laxative
Will get you from here to there,
For cosmic constipation
There's none that can compare.
If shitting is your problem
When you're out there in the stars,
Oh, the intergalactic laxative,
The intergalactic laxative,
The intergalactic laxative,
Will get you from here to Mars.
DB's Play List
Christie, Yellow River
Steve Harley & Cockney Rebels, Make me smile
The Kinks, Waterloo sunset
The Waterboys, The whole of the moon
David McWilliam, Days of Pearly Spencer
Ian Drury & the Blockheads, Reasons to be cheerful
Gerry Rafferty, The girl's got no confidence
Amy Winehouse, You know I'm no good
Buena Vista Social Club, Chan Chan
Stephen Bishop, On and on
Moody Blues, Your wildest dreams
Ry Cooder & Manuel Galban, Caballo Vieje
Velvet Underground, There she goes again
Creedence Clearwater Revival, Proud Mary
Thomas Fersen, Piece montee des grands jours
Jim Croce, Which way are you going
Grateful Dead, Friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
Fleetwood Mac, Rhiannon
Leonard Cohen, Suzanne
The Eagles, Best of my love
Roberta Flack, The time time ever I saw your face
Camel, Spirit of the water
Bo Hansson, Attic thoughts
Tangerine Dream, Movements of a visionary
Klaus Schulze, Synphaera
The Shadows, Apache
Louis Prima, Angelina
Billie Holiday, Strange fruit
Fred Astaire, They Can't Take That Away From Me
