i’m sure that i’m not alone in this but songs appear in my head and then stick there for a while. sometimes they leave after i’ve sourced them out in either my vinyl or cd collection but other times they stick and need lots of plays and lots of listens before whatever their need or purpose is has been served. today i was biking home and a lovely old peter gabriel song entered my head entitled “humdrum”. this song appeared on gabriel's first solo album, recorded in toronto after his departure from genesis.
i saw the man at j.f.k. he took your ticket yesterday in the humdrum
i ride tandem with the random things don't run the way i planned them in the humdrum
hey valentina, do you want me to beg? you got me cookin’ - i'm a hard boiled egg in the humdrum
empty my mind - i find it hard to cope listen to my heart - don't need no stethoscope
(it) seem' to me that television she come to cut me a deep incision in the humdrum
empty my mind - i find it hard to cope listen to my heart - don't need no stethoscope
out of woman come the man spend the rest of his life getting back where he can as a bow, so a dove as below, so above from the black hole come the tadpole with the dark soul in coal she burn, she burn
as i drove into the sun didn't dare look where i had begun lost among echoes of things not there watching the sound forming shapes in the air from the white star comes the bright car our amobae my little liebe schoen
there’s a line in there that sits well with me . . . “i ride tandem with the random”. i also have always loved the big moog orchestral wash that breaks the melancholy and drives the whole into the mystical final two verses that make this song anything but humdrum.....
here’s a lovely and impassioned live version from a show thirty years ago . . .
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