Sunday, January 6, 2013

Quite Rightly So: Issa's Sunday Service, #151

Wheatfield by Vincent Van Gogh

Quite Rightly So by Procol Harum on Grooveshark 
 
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Those of you who have been around these parts for a while know my weakness for the lyrical work of Keith Reid and its execution via Procol Harum.  They've appeared a number of times on the Sunday Service (one, two, three, four, five, & this, number six), in a general tribute post to the band (and Cid Corman), in an earlier incarnation of this blog (Beneath Cherry Blossoms) in a post where I put Shelley's Ozymandis side by side with Reid's Conquistator for quiet contemplation.

Whew, who's a fanboy, what?

This week's tune, Quite Rightly So, comes from the Shine on Brightly album and, as "an ode by any other name," finds itself classified acceptable for your litrock listening pleasure. 
"Be kind and humour me" - they just don't write 'em like this anymore (and, yes, I realize, there are many who are thanking the powers that be for making that so.)
 

Quite Rightly So
For you (whose eyes were opened wide 
whilst mine refused to see)
I'm sore in need of saving grace. 
Be kind and humour me
I'm lost amidst a sea of wheat
where people speak but seldom meet
And grief and laughter, strange but true
Although they die, they seldom cry

An ode by any other name 
I know might read more sweet
Perhaps the sun will never shine 
upon my field of wheat
But still in closing, let me say
for those too sick, too sick to see
though nothing shows, 
yes, someone knows
I wish that one was me 



I'm not sure if this would qualify for the Sunday Service, lit allusion-wise, but since it's one of my all time fav songs by Procol Harum, here you go: Juicy John Pink

 



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Artwork by Hieronymus Bosch




begging actors--
even the wheat field
gets a song

 Issa
 translated by David G. Lanoue 




best,
Don
   

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6 comments:

  1. Although I haven't always been enamoured of their music, they definitely had a way with lyrics.

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  2. Followup to their hit "A Whiter Shade of Pale," lovely song called "Homburg," always struck me as one of those perfect lower-key rainy-day songs. Procul did some wonderful stuff, Reid and Brooker knew what they were doing, Lennon-McCartney and Calhoun-Wentworth of their day, I would say. :-)

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  3. Harry:

    It is a perfect rainy day song and one of the songs which is so very close to a poem:

    Homburg

    Your multilingual business friend
    Has packed her bags and fled
    Leaving only ash-filled ashtrays
    And the lipsticked unmade bed
    The mirror on reflection
    Has climbed back upon the wall
    For the floor she found descended
    And the ceiling was too tall

    Your trouser cuffs are dirty
    And your shoes are laced up wrong
    You'd better take off your homburg
    'cos your overcoat is too long
    The town clock in the market square
    Stands waiting for the hour
    When it's hands they both turn backwards
    And on meeting will devour
    Both themselves and also any fool
    Who dares to tell the time
    And the sun and moon will shatter
    And the signposts cease to sign

    And here's a little something for all those great songwriting teams.

    Don

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  4. very cool
    I now love Procol Harum
    or at least that song
    what can I say
    I'm sucker for being sung to
    thanks again

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  5. Peter,

    The first 4 Procol Harum albums are the ones. A Salty Dog is in my top 5 albums of all time. A 5th album, Broken Barricades, is also quite good. There live album, live with the London Symphony, engendered the hit single Conquistador (though the studio version had been on an earlier album), and is amazing.

    Like I said ... fanboy!

    Glad you liked.

    Don

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