Check him lately... his once clear high voice is being constantly strained. Also, at the award ceremony I think he was just trying too hard and compounded the problem.

And I adore Jon Andersons voice... from Yes to King Crimson to Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howes' Union album to any other number of endeavors... but I hafta say that my fave is his effort with Vangelis... Friends of Mr Cairo.


So amazing how many stages this song goes through... with a powerful ending.





She came, as in the book, Mickey Spillane
That Saturday night dark masquerade
Had filled his friend with lead, the same, sweetheart
But then, as nothing happens quite the same
Investigation is the game
He had to check her story right away - he dead
Sam Space his buddy Archer first to go he got it - he dead
She spelt it out, how could they know the 'Fatman' got it - he dead
Her sister didn't really live at all - confusion - he dead
His chase led to the Fatman, to face the friends of Mr. Cairo!

That night, the double crosser got it right
Pretending he was really dim
He slipped to Sam a double gin (Mickey Finn)
He woke, the boys had gone, but not his gun
They'd left a note to lead him on
The chase to find the Maltese Falcon - you bet
Early thirties gangster movies
Set to spellbind population
From Chicago to Hong Kong
Via Istanbul the Talking Tong
Dirty rats thru' prohibition
Money flowed thru gangsterism
Acting out his fantasy
In Hollywoods vicinity
The best part for the best rendition
Al Capone he sent to prison
Citizen Kane came fast and quickly
Conquerin ol' New York City
Poking fun at superstition
Media became television
Give me Cagney any day
Or Jimmy Stewart for President
Or Edward 'G' and all those guys
Who always shoot between the eyes
Between the eyes
Between the eyes

Father love do you work, do you work for Mother
Chances could call, and accept that, be no other
Science as it might, disappear correspond with colour
Chance is the fruit, will outlive, what is now the brother
Call for total wealth to distribute like a picture
In black and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you
Spoil our existence by extreme gift to population
Father love do you work, do you work for Mother
Tell me straight be the Godfather be no other
Media Kings give us now give us total movie
Now being here, being now, being here believing

One on one to talk to you
Like film stars they get close to you
You've mirrored his appeal
He wants you so, he wants to be beside you
Then you pass by giving him the other side of you
Like the mystics do
So that every time he moves, he moves for you
Soul and light can always see
The meeting of true love and she
This silent night and I,
I guess a lonely mind might see
I've seen love on the screen
I've seen a screen goddesss and me, ohhh
How often this, how often, this the power of you
And so, I must confess
Whatever I see
I'm meant to be there with you
With you with you, with you, with you

Silent golden movies, talkies, technicolour, long ago
My younger ways stand clearer, clearer than my footprints
Stardom greats I've followed closely
Closer than the nearest heartbeat
Longer that expected - they were great
Oh love, oh love, just to see them
Acting on the silver screen, oh my
Clark Gable, Fairbanks, Maureen O'Sullivan
Fantasy would fill my life and I
Love fantasy so much
Did you see in the morning light
I really talked, yes I did, to Gods early dawning light
And I was privileged to be, as I am to this day
To be with you. To be with you.
To be with you. To be with you.
To be with you.

Turn up the volume so you can hear the crispness.....




State of life may I live, may I love
Coming out the sky, I name me a name
Coming out silver word "What it is?"
It is the very nature of the sound the game
Siamese, Indionese to Tibet treat the life
As a game, if you please

Coming up carabi this sense of freedom
Derives from a medative state
Movin' on, believe that's it, call it magic
Third world, it is I only guessed it

Shablam idi shablam ida
Shablam idi shablam ida
Shablam idi shablam ida

Shot to the soul the flame of Oroladin
The essence of the word
The state of independence

Sounds like a signal from you
Bring me to meet your sound
And I will bring you to my heart

Love like a signal you call
Touching my body, my soul
Bring to me, you to meet me here

Home be the temple of your heart
Home be the body of your love
Just like holy water to my lips

Hey, hey, yes I do know how I survive
Yes I do know why I m alive
To love to be with you
Day by, day by, day by day

Hey, hey
Say aye yaya oh
Yayah yaya oh
Be the sound of higher love today

Hey, hey, time, time again, it is said
We will hear, we will see
See it all in his wisdom hear
His truth will abound the land
This truth will abound the land

This state of independence shall be
This state of independence shall be
Time, time again, it is said
We will hear, we will see

See it all in his wisdom hear
His truth will abound the land
This truth will abound the land
This state of independence shall be

This state of independence shall be
This state of independence shall be
This state of independence shall be
This state of independence shall be
This state of independence shall be




And of course this will lead to Jarre and Mike Oldfield and Tangerine Dream... etc.
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