ay, Zamoysky, My Polish Princessa, the electric guitar, huh? what an icon, one of the most important inventions and cultural change makers of the 20th century, and few, if anybody at all, master it better than Neil Young & Crazy Horse, the band named after the famous Sioux indian war chief who died in the aftermath of the Battle of Little Bighorn. the literal translation of chief Crazy Horse’s name is “His Horse Is Crazy” or “His Horse Is Spirited”, so who knows, Zamoysky – maybe your Devil One is a distant cousin of Crazy Horse’s mustang ….. who knows, Zamoysky …… there is something ragged and Unseen beneath it all …..
Ohhh, I just love the whole Story, MK !
That is so fascinating to think about
Spirited Horse yes that is what the Music is
And the Texts and the Music of Nail Young are really
powerful and true, thank you again for sharing
I shall play Neil Young & Crazy Horse today
I just love it and it makes me feel good and grateful
And Harvest Moon of course
This is such a subtle One…
and the Watchtower….
Btw my Dark One just descended from….
the Attic (sic!) with Rugged Glory in his hands
well he got inspired as well, thank you for that,
he plays some el Guitar… the snag is none of us
has an old fashioned LP Player ohhh…
We shall start the Haunt
ay, Zamoysky, My Polish Princessa, what a coincidence that your Dark One should find a vinyl copy of that great record. now all you need to do is find a turntable – and that should really not be too difficult these days – and then analogue sounds can fill the air and inspire both MyLady and The Dark One …..
ay, Zamoysky, My Polish Princessa, my regards to both Your Devil One And Your Dark One on this most Hallowed Eve, Zamoysky, my regards to them them all ….
I always asked myself where do the great ones go when they gone. Now I know: Into a frame of yours, captein! The king & Neil riding a crazy horse through all this ragged glory & wildness. Black gold, my friend. Black gold!
haha, ay, Fritsch, it was supposed to be a secret, but you’re right – they all move to Bergen and my house. they’re all here, buddy, from Robert Johnson to Gram Parsons
Tuesday, 30th October 2012.
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Wonderful Song MK !
Never played this Album before yet
Horses were very strange today
It must be the Moon or the Wind
or Something ragged and Unseen…
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ay, Zamoysky, My Polish Princessa, the electric guitar, huh? what an icon, one of the most important inventions and cultural change makers of the 20th century, and few, if anybody at all, master it better than Neil Young & Crazy Horse, the band named after the famous Sioux indian war chief who died in the aftermath of the Battle of Little Bighorn. the literal translation of chief Crazy Horse’s name is “His Horse Is Crazy” or “His Horse Is Spirited”, so who knows, Zamoysky – maybe your Devil One is a distant cousin of Crazy Horse’s mustang ….. who knows, Zamoysky …… there is something ragged and Unseen beneath it all …..
***
Ohhh, I just love the whole Story, MK !
That is so fascinating to think about
Spirited Horse yes that is what the Music is
And the Texts and the Music of Nail Young are really
powerful and true, thank you again for sharing
I shall play Neil Young & Crazy Horse today
I just love it and it makes me feel good and grateful
*
***
And Harvest Moon of course
This is such a subtle One…
and the Watchtower….
Btw my Dark One just descended from….
the Attic (sic!) with Rugged Glory in his hands
well he got inspired as well, thank you for that,
he plays some el Guitar… the snag is none of us
has an old fashioned LP Player ohhh…
We shall start the Haunt
*
ay, Zamoysky, My Polish Princessa, what a coincidence that your Dark One should find a vinyl copy of that great record. now all you need to do is find a turntable – and that should really not be too difficult these days – and then analogue sounds can fill the air and inspire both MyLady and The Dark One …..
ay, Zamoysky, My Polish Princessa, my regards to both Your Devil One And Your Dark One on this most Hallowed Eve, Zamoysky, my regards to them them all ….
Hepp!
I always asked myself where do the great ones go when they gone. Now I know: Into a frame of yours, captein! The king & Neil riding a crazy horse through all this ragged glory & wildness. Black gold, my friend. Black gold!
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
haha, ay, Fritsch, it was supposed to be a secret, but you’re right – they all move to Bergen and my house. they’re all here, buddy, from Robert Johnson to Gram Parsons
thanks, pal!
Hepp!