Britain's Got Talent - but not of the kind that you would expect.
Today we went to another evening acoustic showcase at Bedfords in Norwich. I keep going on about these excellent evenings and thankfully there were more people there last night than for some of the concerts.
Once again it was an excellent line-up headlined by Dave Gerard and the Watchmen who was supported by David Booth and Josienne Clarke and Ben Walker. Listening to Josienne you couldn't help but think of Sandy Denny and she also threw in a slow version of Who Knows Where the Time Goes - one of my favourite songs and quite possibly my favourite lyric of all time because of its beautiful simplicity.
So song lyric of the day:
Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
And I am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?
To me that is pure poetry. I remember a few years ago the Norwich Evening News had a piece on the greatest song lyrics and I supplied this one as my favourite. It has a simple but undefinable quality.
Once again the evening illustrated that there is a wealth of musical talent throughout our country that is largely ignored or overlooked in a society that promotes crap and rubbish to the masses.
Today we went to another evening acoustic showcase at Bedfords in Norwich. I keep going on about these excellent evenings and thankfully there were more people there last night than for some of the concerts.
Once again it was an excellent line-up headlined by Dave Gerard and the Watchmen who was supported by David Booth and Josienne Clarke and Ben Walker. Listening to Josienne you couldn't help but think of Sandy Denny and she also threw in a slow version of Who Knows Where the Time Goes - one of my favourite songs and quite possibly my favourite lyric of all time because of its beautiful simplicity.
So song lyric of the day:
Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
And I am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?
To me that is pure poetry. I remember a few years ago the Norwich Evening News had a piece on the greatest song lyrics and I supplied this one as my favourite. It has a simple but undefinable quality.
Once again the evening illustrated that there is a wealth of musical talent throughout our country that is largely ignored or overlooked in a society that promotes crap and rubbish to the masses.
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