Strawbs — Ghosts
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ZenAce wrote:
And yet a very distinct own style. This is the 1970s for you.
Great to hear Strawbs. VERY rarely played these days. :)
This sounds like a mix of old school Yes and Jethro Tull vocals with a touch of The Who and a sprinkle of early Genesis.
And yet a very distinct own style. This is the 1970s for you.
Great to hear Strawbs. VERY rarely played these days. :)
awhfman wrote:
Yes, their 1975 album was named Ghosts. Not sure if they released anything in 1999?
1975
Yes, their 1975 album was named Ghosts. Not sure if they released anything in 1999?
ZenAce wrote:
I came to look at how old it was, and was figuring 30-ish more years than it turns out to be.
This sounds like a mix of old school Yes and Jethro Tull vocals with a touch of The Who and a sprinkle of early Genesis.
I came to look at how old it was, and was figuring 30-ish more years than it turns out to be.
ZenAce wrote:
It is uncanny how much this sounds like an undiscovered late 70s prog rock band. Wild.
This sounds like a mix of old school Yes and Jethro Tull vocals with a touch of The Who and a sprinkle of early Genesis.
It is uncanny how much this sounds like an undiscovered late 70s prog rock band. Wild.
Did Peter Gabriel and Chris Squire ever collaborate?
i think that marillion was the child of this band.
ZenAce wrote:
I needed this mix
This sounds like a mix of old school Yes and Jethro Tull vocals with a touch of The Who and a sprinkle of early Genesis.
I needed this mix
1975
What a find!
This sounds like a mix of old school Yes and Jethro Tull vocals with a touch of The Who and a sprinkle of early Genesis.



Go to sleep, my babies, don't you wake up
The stars will keep you company, so close your eyes
Old uncle Moon will smile his dearest sweetest dreams
And hold you in his arms until the morning comes
Dark the night, not a sound
Damp and cold, frosty ground
Above your head the lion screams
To tear you from your moonlit dreams
Damp with sweat, mouth is dry
Twisted branches catch the eye
Beside your bed the angel stands
You cannot touch his withered hands
As the lion's eyes dance before me
They are kindly yet bloody red
I can see that he is smiling
But I cannot live inside his head
Tell me, children, are you sleeping?
Are you innocent like me?
May you never cross the line
I hope your dreams are not like mine
There the needle stands before me
I climb inside it towards the light
Where the angel stands in glory
His sword of peace defends the night
Tell me children, are you sleeping?
Are you innocent like me?
May you never cross the line
I hope your dreams are not like mine
So the world is spread before me
As I fly high on angel wings
But the angel is deceiving for he
Is weeping as he sings
Tell me children, are you sleeping?
Are you innocent like me?
May you never cross the line
I hope your dreams are not like mine
Early birds, morning breeze
Spinning leaves, sleepy trees
Gently tap the window pane
It's good to see the Sun again