“A to B —
Different degrees…
So much style without substance
So much stuff without style
It’s hard to recognize the real thing
It comes along once in a while
Like a rare and precious metal
Beneath a ton of rock
It takes some time and trouble
To separate from the stock.
You sometimes have to listen to
a LOT of useless talk!
Shapes and forms
Against the norms —
Against the run of the mill
Swimming against the stream
Life in two dimensions
is a mass production scheme…
So much poison in power.
The principles get left out.
So much mind on the matter
the spirit gets forgotten about
Like a righteous inspiration
Overlooked in haste!
Like a teardrop in the ocean;
a diamond in the waste!
Some world-views are spacious —
and some are merely spaced…
Against the run of the mill
Static as it seems
We BREAK the surface tension
with our wild kinetic dreams!
the curves and lines —
Of grand designs!…”
It’s fashionable to hate on U2 and Bono these days, but whenever I see it, I remind them of these two albums, Boy and War… when all the angst and desperate desire for change was real, and it was pure irish punk. Both just solid albums, through…
We got the bubble headed bleached blonde
Comes on at five
She can tell you 'bout the plane crash
With a gleam in her eye
Loved U2s early stuff, but they lost me as they went on. But you’re right, those first albums were special.
Evgeny Pobozhiy, a virtuoso guitarist with a busy profile on the Moscow jazz scene, has won the Herbie Hancock Institute of Jazz [International Guitar Competition.