There's such a lot of good ways to be bad
And so many bad ways to be good;
Haven't paid my rent yet --
I tell them Sorry, but I haven't got the money anymore.
Just for Today I thought I'd leave Home alone,
Hold hands with Day --
And if I'm so bad, why don't they take me away?
Just like what You hear
With a Shell pressed to your Ear,
That's the Sea in the Trees in the Morning:
'Hello the Universal!'
'Good morning Steve, Well you won't believe me today.'
Working doesn't seem to be the Perfect Thing for me,
So I'll continue to play.
And if I'm so bad, Why don't they take me away?
A hippy-trippy name dropper came through my door,
He said:
'I just bumped into Mick -- he told me you know where to score?'
'No, not me friend. I mind my Own and my own minds Me.'
Well my Love is at the Foot of your Hand --
Come What May:
But if June comes first, Please won't you take me Away?
The Small Faces: The Universal (wr. Marriott-Lane) (Link)
Impossible to dismiss the phantasm of the assembled little moptop faces in their original cute Carnaby Street psychedelic kit (getting a bit mingy after all these years in the dark corner of the closet, but still) sitting like proper little fairies (the old kind) atop that top table rock at Stonehenge, shivering in the pre-dawn chill, hugging their little knees and gazing up at the stars and waiting ever so patiently to be picked up.
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Good morning, Tom. I was hoping this might find you. It's a neat song and little masterpiece -- the final Small Faces single, but not the big-enough hit Steve Marriott hoped it would be following Lazy Sunday. I remember when I first heard it and it often comes to mind. Funny that Marriott thought of it as the beginning of something when in many ways it was just the opposite. On a not entirely unrelated subject, I bought a copy of Weldon Kees and Jurgen Ruesch's Nonverbal Communications the other day and it's been remarkable paging through it and looking at Kees' photos. As an added benefit, there's a terrific Harry Stack Sullivan passage (from The Interpersonal Theory of Psychiatry) quoted on p. 43 (as a chapter heading) which (among other things) unlocked the door and gave me insight into the life and mind of a friend who's no longer around in this corner of The Universal, but who I'm sure is fishing somewhere else at the moment. Curtis
ReplyDeleteNo, never tedious. Thank you very much, highly appreciated.
ReplyDeleteHi Linnea. Thanks very much. I'm looking forward to Breathing (remembering to do so is always an issue for me; it came up just the other day at the eye doctor). Awareness is actually a fascinating tool and, I imagine, highly effective for the right, motivated subject. Curtis
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