"I have long braved the waves
white locks, deep abysses.
I never found a sure port
because I loved too much the reflections
of water moist with wind.
I wander on the wood, lost in thought.
I spot an albatross, I count a hundred.
The most beautiful hour is beyond the links
that I stash below deck. Happy
I eat seaweed from dark fronds"
Prospero: To you who have been part of my magic, to you spirits who worked for me, to you who made the sky weep, to you who breathed to the rhythm of lust, to you who embodied the songs of men chained by slave traders in a whirl of good jazz listening, go now, I will bring my magical art to an end, one last thing to say goodbye, a bit of celestial music and after that I will break my garments and bury them in the heart of the Underworld. And then again I will drown my magic book.
Ariel: Let art and ideas flourish with letters detached from cellophane and colors.
"Odessey And Oracle" is the most unfortunate and "fantozzian" album ever that a company could produce. I don't know if due to a marketing strategy or a simple and trivial mistake this duckling obsessed with money and imprisoned in the cage of haste didn't become that swan it truly is with all its features and merits. I suggest listening to it in its primitive version but the one for the fortieth anniversary is truly interesting. Aside from all this, it is easy not to get bored.
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