Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Sting

She said, "Hey baby I don't mean to be flip
But it seems this old man is on some power trip"
I said, "No, no sugar you must be wrong
I mean look at the size of this boat we're on
We're as safe as houses, as safe as mother's milk
He's as cool as November, smooth as china silk
He's God's best friend, he's got a seat on the boat
And life may be tough but we're sailing with the Lord

- Rock Steady (about Sting and his girl being passangers on Noah's ark)

If we seek solace in the prisons of the distant past
Security in human systems we're told will always, always last
Emotions are the sail and blind faith is the mast
Without the breath of real freedom, we're getting nowhere fast

- History Will Teach us Nothing

Whatever music I listen to, I always end up coming back to and marvelling at the genius that is Sting. There's this thread running through lots of his songs about the sacredness of love. He weaves a beautiful picture of how love should be... not floating through a deep blue sky with a violin-playing goat (sorry, first thing that came to mind - Notting Hill), but a deep respect and care for the one he loves. And then there's gems like above. And add to that music which is imaginative and demanding of its players and you have a match made in heaven. Sting rules!

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