Voyages Around Van 2 : Don’t Look Back
As I celebrate the birth of my baby daughter on the 8th of the 8th 1988 and look back tentatively … I will reblog this delight … about my favourite band …
‘Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers in love. But always meeting ourselves.’ (James Joyce)
‘The past is never dead. It’s not even past.’ (William Faulkner)
‘Can’t repeat the past? … Why of course you can!’ (Scott Fitzgerald)
‘So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.’ (Scott Fitzgerald)
Van Morrison like all true artists carries an Eden within him that he returns to over and over again when he needs spiritual refreshment and musical inspiration. This home place contains: the real and imagined streets and avenues of 1940s and 1950s Belfast; the boats in the harbour; the creeping morning fog and the booming foghorns; the scent of Shalimar and beeswax; the sounds of the musical saw and the real as prayer voice of Mahalia Jackson coming through…
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The past is ever present.
You are so Right!