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(What’s the Story) Morning Glory?

 
 
 
Coming down off the nova somewhere near the boiled egg that is the Royal Albert Hall, we watch Paul’s sun crossed with John’s star and hold ice cream hands. Someone slipped on a cassette as the one you wanted left with someone else but somehow it was cool because as the music filled the shadows, you heard a sound that was a million miles away from fakery and a step away from your heart.

Just like it always did, this sound puts the swagger back into your step, the rush into your blood but somehow, and I don’t know how, they had become deeper, wider, soulful, better at their craft, inspired by so many things like a world that is tilting who knows where and the applause they always knew was theirs but waited so impatiently to receive. Words cut you from all angles, backed up by a monumental sound that rises high, high and high to crash against your rocks and then changes, majestically and magically to soothe the wounds inside.

As you are dragged inside on this trip abandon, you hear a council estate singing its heart out, you hear the clink of loose change that is never enough to buy what you need, boredom and poverty, hours spent with a burnt off guitar, dirty pubs and cracked up pavements, violence and love, all rolled into one, and now all this.

At the end you flip over and start again because now you are not isolated. they have gone to work so that you can go home. High above the day turns pink and you feel your feet lift above the ground as new roads open up in front of you. In this town the jury is always rigged but the people know. They always know the truth. Believe. Belief. beyond. Their morning glory.

P.H. in the summer of ’95

(What’s the Story) Morning Glory?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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Geena’s Song

 
 
 

♫♫♫ Tell me everything’s alright
        Don’t tell me it’s not right,
       And ask me to let go
       If loving you is all I know,
      Don’t leave me in the cold

     Without you it’s not better,
    Without you nothing matters,
    Nothing matters  ♫♫♫

 
 
 

alessandra de rossi

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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Stars…….

“There are things that are thought of as fantasies merely because they’re far away. That’s how it is in the world of stars. Just as it is with people who are too beautiful, they disappear easily. I realize now how beautiful of a person he is. And therefore how far away he is from me. He’ll disappear someday, too, just as people who are too beautiful often do.” – Gil Ra-Im