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mike10k
led zeppelin 3 = perfect
led zeppelin 1 = superb
led zeppelin 4 = really good
led zeppelin 2 = good
My favourite Led Zep album (and the first one I bought decades ago) is "Physical Graffiti". It's born the same year as me, just about a month earlier.
But for today it's this:
(Bonnie Billy & The Marquis de Tren, "Get On Jolly"
By the way, did anyone ever notice how incredibly beautiful the lyrics to the BPB&Marquis song "64" are? No? Ok, I'll post them:
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Bonnie Billy & The Marquis de Tren
On the slope of the creek, I asked her
Where are you going hiding your flashlight with your coat ?
My house is all dark and lonesome, lend me that light !
She raised her dark eyes for a moment and looked at my face through the dusk
I have come to the creek, she said, to shine my flashlight on the animals in the water when it gets dark
It got darker, and I asked again if she would bring her light to my house
As there were no animals in the water. There was nothing living moving
She said, I'm going to shine it on the sky ; eventually it will reach a star
I watched her shine the light uselessly into the sky
In the moonless gloom of midnight I asked her why she still held the light close to her chest
My house is all dark and lonesome, I said. Lend me your light
I need it to walk home with, she said. I can't see in the dark like a cat
I watched her light get lost among the trees and into the lights of houses
And here's the original by Rabindranath Tagore, slightly different:
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Rabindranath Tagore
On the slope of the desolate river among tall grasses I asked her, "Maiden, where do you go shading your lamp with your mantle ? My house is all dark and lonesome – lend me your light !" She raised her dark eyes for a moment and looked at my face through the dusk. "I have come to the river," she said, "to float my lamp on the stream when the daylight wanes in the west." I stood alone among tall grasses and watched the timid flame of her lamp uselessly drifting in the tide.
In the silence of gathering night I asked her, "Maiden, your lights are all lit — then where do you go with your lamp ? My house is all dark and lonesome — lend me your light." She raised her dark eyes on my face and stood for a moment doubtful. "I have come," she said at last, "to dedicate my lamp to the sky." I stood and watched her light uselessly burning in the void.
In the moonless gloom of midnight I ask her, "Maiden, what is your quest, holding the lamp near your heart ? My house is all dark and lonesome — lend me your light." She stopped for a minute and thought and gazed at my face in the dark. "I have brought my light," she said, "to join the carnival of lamps." I stood and watched her little lamp uselessly lost among lights.
It's been in my head for days now.