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There is shy music that waits for total silence to be heard.
The British folk, especially that of a few decades ago, is full of it.
And then there is another type of music that is related to British folk, of which Nick Drake is the noble father.
... I have just listened to Lookaftering by Vashti Bunyan, year 2005.
These songs are not made of music, of notes, but of the sound of the memory of notes, out of time.
After the music.
Just a moment before the silence.
Gentle ecstasies of a few notes of piano, acoustic guitar, oboe, harp, and strings, strings, strings.
It is a timid female voice, but above all very sweet.
The music that the poems of William Butler Yeats would have wanted to tell his Maud Gonne, once they got there, together.
Care is the magic word
And then lullabies for adult and slightly weary children from all the mothers in the world.
Also for me, from mine.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Lately (02:21)
never was much given to prayer
but lately I'm pleading with the air
to keep you safe from harm my dears
the only things that you should keep in rows
are your perfect teeth - and the rest you know
its own sweet way will always go
add your footsteps to the wear
for a tiny deny in every stair
wil let them know that you've been there
04 Hidden (03:23)
hidden in your every move
are the words that you will never say
stars and moons are not your style
I've known for a while this is not your way
I hear you
I do know you very well
and our time will tell if I read you right
it can be so very hard
looking for a dark horse in the night
I see you
I do know you very well
and I will until you can prove me wrong
maybe I'll find you are not
anything like what I've thought all along
don't think so
one day you'll say what you mean
and will I be seen for a cloud of dust
now I've nothing left to say
and I'll find my way by your light of touch
I'm with you
05 Against the Sky (03:10)
whatever pulled the wind that night
it had it bring a tree down
untidy lime tree holding tight
to the end of my last garden
one of five aginast the sky
an elegant surrender
it broke the wall and bent the gate
and warmed us through the winter
whatever pulls the wind tonight
will have the roof slates fly
but rows of chimney pots don't wave
like trees against the sky
the hill behind the old house
I can trace it with my finger
against the sky I see it still
and draw it down on paper
whatever pulled me over here
you were the main contender
and with the tress against the sky
another life's remembered
some evening skies are yellow
and over my head they're blue
what happened to the green between
it happened to me
too
06 Turning Backs (04:28)
Indifference is the hardest blow
It is the wind and icy snow
That falls on green shoots as they grow
In winter when the spring's too slow
Indifference is the coldest hand
It is the wave that clears the sand
Of castles built by baby hands
Before the gulls come in to land
Indifference is the hardest ground
It is the stony silent sound
Of plainsong echoing unfound
Until the voices have left town
08 Same But Different (03:38)
I'm in a boat
On the sea
And I see
You on the shore
So sure
Of yourself
You're in a boat
On the sea
And you see
Me on the shore
So sure
Of myself
We're in a boat
All at sea
And we see
We are the same
The same
But different
09 Brother (02:10)
Isn’t it strange
Back here again
The red brick house and all the trees
I climbed then
Nothing changed
Same as before
The only thing I see is you’re
Not here now
10 Feet of Clay (04:29)
Don’t waste this dance on me my love
Step and glide the way you do
And let me watch the turns and move
My heart if not my feet with you.
Don’t think about me dreaming here
I will see you fly away
While in my head you hold me dear
And whirl me off my feet of clay
Where was I when grace was given
Not to fall when turning round
I’ve no faith in earth or heaven
Not to move my standing ground
Don’t waste your life on me my love
Live and breathe the way you do
No butterfly to be pinned down
And kept forever through and through.
But if your love should cross with mine
I will be here on your side
As long as you want me to be
I’ll not be going far or wide
Running, walking, standing still,
Sitting, laughing - that I can do
And wishing, wishing
It could be me to dance with you
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