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Final bit of Tull for now...
Here is the 'earworm' which stayed with me after the Tull concert Wednesday... (not my crude recording; studio version)

Mine is the Mountain

Some commented on Anderson's aged voice (well, yeah...)
But he sings in tune still, if not leaping for high notes.

Here this is him singing falsetto, reminding me a baroque performance I saw (and posted) some time ago.

This one is a non-rocker. But they did a very good, stylized and extended "Aqualung" this week (might have an OK recording).
In addition to the more straight-ahead "Locomotive Breath", which I posted.

So... Onto the weekend. Have a good one!

Lyrics

Mine is the power and mine is the glory
Mine is the mountain up which you tread
Give me bold questions, give me good reason
Tell me you love me, fear all I have said
Don't imitate me, don't forsake me
In images silver, in idols of gold
Don't make me jealous, don't make me angry
Don't ever leave me out in the cold
(Mine is the mountain)
Bring all your pomp
Precious jewels and your finеry
Build me safe haven for tablеts of stone
To live through the ages to scold and to guide you
Threaten, cajole you, and cut to the bone
(Mine in the mountain)
I'm no pushover lamb, no gentle provider
Vengeance, retribution are my middle names
I can make a cadaver of your women, your firstborn
With a snap of a finger, of salt and of flame
Matty and Lucas may bring something softer
Gentle in word and gentle in deed
But you who ignore these things that are written
Will define the story your children will read
(Mine is the mountain)
Bring all your pomp
Precious jewels and your finery
Build me safe haven for tablets of stone
To live through the ages to scold and to guide you
Threaten cajole you and cut to the bone
(Mine is the mountain)
So think of me fondly in spite of the raging
The ranting, the raving, the threatening tone
For I am the father, the power and the glory
And now, for God's sake, kindly leave me alone
(Mine is the mountain)

#JethroTull #MineIsTheMountain #IanAnderson #music #musique #musica #musik

psych@diasp.org

Continuing with Jethro Tull....

Early, but... 'here & now', so...

Jethro Tull Christmas Album CD2 Christmas Live At St Brides 2008

Listening now to some of the muddy recording I have of this week's concert, and trying to ID a few of the newer songs....
One continues t be an ear-worm, an eery song (like the two power chords of "My God" in slo-mo, and he sings this one phrase, in a minor key, in falsetto.... Reminds me of a Baroque singer (male) who did that, I think I may have posted actually...

So Ian Anderson said the song I liked was on his Christmas album... but... there's more than one and I don't see what sounded like the song. But I found this, not sure I've heard before, but it taps into the #JethroTull country DNA...

So while I have it, here's the whole Christmas album.... a bit early, but.. hey, I'm on Jethro Tull time. And compared to the concert recording I got on my phone.... I'm loving the clean audio here, from a live concert. 🎶

#music #musica #musique #musik #JethroTull #Christmas #IanAnderson

psych@diasp.org

Here's a little taste of Jethro Tull - last night.

Bourée - Jethro Tull (Live)

Please forgive/forget the video part, it's just the view of nothing as my phone sat on my lap (could not point & shoot )

Not terrible audio, apologies for the variability (people jostling past me etc.) Listening now to this, worth a listen... volume up.

#JethroTull #IanAnderson #music #myphoto #musica #musique #musik #Bourée #Bach

psych@diasp.org

Because, (bla bla bla)... Just enjoy!

It's prime Jethro Tull, doing one of their greatest live songs.
It starts off quiet, acoustic and then blasted the audience out of our skins with the first power chord.
This here, a decent online sample of liveTull in the daze.... (and they're still cooking, with a new album out this week!)

Jethro Tull - My God (Live At The Isle Of Wight 1970)

#JethroTull #IanAnderson #IsleOfWight #1970 #ClassicConcert #music #musica #musique #musik

Jethro Tull - My God (Nothing Is Easy - Live At The Isle Of Wight 1970)
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Meanwhile, back in the year one...

3/3- (Part 1 & 2 posted as one... this solo to allow for display of vid + lyrics easily.
An old fave, as we go slipping away down music lane...

Ian Anderson - Skating Away On The Thin Ice Of The New Day (Orchestral Jethro Tull)

Skating Away On The Thin Ice Of The New Day

Meanwhile back in the year one
When you belonged to no one
You didn't stand a chance, son
If your pants were undone

'Cause you were bred, for humanity
And sold to society
One day you'll wake up, in the present day
A million generations removed from expectations
Of being who you really want to be

Skating away, skating away, skating away
On the thin ice of the new day

So as you push off from the shore
Won't you turn your head once more
And make your peace with everyone
For those who choose to stay
Will live just one more day
To do the things they should've done
And as you cross the wilderness
Spinning in your emptiness
If you have to, pray
Looking for a sign, that the universal minds
Has written you into the passion play

Skating away, skating away, skating away
On the thin ice of the new day

And as you cross the circle line
Well, the ice wall creaks behind
You're a rabbit on the run
And the silver splinters fly
In the corner of your eye
Shining in the setting sun
Well, do you ever get the feeling
That the story's too damn real
And in the present tense?
Or that everybody's on the stage
And it seems like you're the only
Person sitting in the audience?

Skating away, skating away, skating away
On the thin ice of the new day

Skating away, skating away, skating away

#IanAnderson #JethroTull #SkatingAway #music #musica #musique #musika

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Here's a nice one for Jethro Tull / Ian Anderson - YouTube gods serving up a nice set! In orchestral (and recent) mode:

Ian Anderson - Calliandra Shade (Ian Anderson Plays The Orchestral Jethro Tull)

I sit in judgement on the market square
I have my favourite table and I have my chair
Natives are friendly and the sun flies high
All kinds of crazy waiters – they go drifting by

Come, sit with me and take decaf designer coffee
Come, laugh and listen as the ragamuffin children play
Lame dog and a black cat, now, they shuffle in the shadows
You got cappuccino lip on a short skirt day

Hours last forever in the Calliandra shade
Conversation going nowhere and yet, everywhere
Kick off those sad shoes and let the bare toes tingle
Slip off the shoulder strap: loosen the thick black hair
Electric afternoon and shrill cellphones are mating
Lame dog is dreaming, dreaming of a better life
Where bed is fluffy pillows, table scraps are filet mignon
Flicked indiscretely by the lazy waiter’s knife

#JethroTull #IanAnderson #CalliandraShade #music #musica #musique

psych@diasp.org

New Jethro Tull!
🎶 🔥

Jethro Tull - The Zealot Gene (Official Video)

Great song (as usual) and cool video, very modern for Tull (Anderson as a cartoon taking a selfie, etc.)

With gasoline...

~~

"The Zealot Gene"

Half of us are in the apple
Half of us are in the pie
All of us are in the pudding
When the last bus has gone by
Someone has to take the high road
Someone has to make the bed
No-one has the right to tell you
To lie down when all is said

The black and white, the stereotype
The polarising pitch at play
While some of us sit in between
Interminable shades of grey
No need to walk the tightrope
Set out on that great divide
The balance scales may tremble
But the featherweights are on our side

Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline

The populist with dark appeal
The pandering to hate
Which xenophobic scaremongers
Deliver on a plate
To tame the pangs of hunger
And satisfy the lust
Slave to ideology
Moderation bites the dust

Bee buzzing in your bonnet
And a wasp right up the bum
A V-8 under hood
A cocked hammer under thumb
Ear-splitting twitter thunder
And a screaming banshee wail
You got too many opinions
And a tom cat by the tail

Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline

Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline

Half of us are in the apple
Half of us are in the pie
All of us are in the pudding
When the last bus has gone by
Someone has to take the high road
Someone has to make the bed
No-one has the right to tell you
To lie down when all is said

The black and white, the stereotype
The polarising pitch at play
While some of us sit in between
Interminable shades of grey
No need to walk the tightrope
Set out on that great divide
The balance scales may tremble
But the featherweights are on our side

Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline

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#music #musica #musique #zealotgene #JethroTull #IanAnderson #rocklegend

psych@diasp.org

Ear-worm of the day.... #JethroTull

She said she was a dancer.....

She said she was a dancer.
If I believed it, it was my business.
She surely knew a thing or two about control.
Next to the bar we hit the samovar.
She almost slipped right through my fingers.
It was snowing outside and in her soul.
Well, maybe you're a dancer,
And maybe I'm the King of Old Siam.

I thought it through...best to let the illusion roll.
I wouldn't say I've never heard that tale before,
my frozen little señorita,
But if your dream is good,
Why not share it when the nights are cold?

Hey Moscow, what's your story?
Lady, take your time, don't hurry.
Maybe a student of the agricultural plan.
Hey Moscow, what's your name?
If you don't want to say, don't worry.
It would probably be hard for me to make it scan.

With her phrase book in her silk soft hand
She spoke in riddles while the vodka listened.
I said, "Let me look up love, if I might be so bold."
She was the nearest thing to Rock and Roll
That side of the velvet curtain
That separates eastern steel from western gold.

Hey Miss Moscow, what's your story?
You needn't speak aloud, just whisper.
Am I just the closest thing to an Englishman?
You've seen me in your magazines,
Or maybe on state television.
I'm your Pepsi-Cola,
But you won't take me out the can.

She said she was a dancer, so she did.
She said she was a dancer.
If I believed it, it was my business.
It felt like a merry dance that I was being led.
So I stole one kiss.
It was a near miss.
She looked at me like I was Jack the Ripper.
She leaned in close. "Goodnight, " was all she said.
So I took myself off to bed.

#music #musica #musique #IanAnderson #rocklegends