Text by Bruce Gallanter (Downtown Music Gallery, April 1st, 2022)
Photo by Roberta Bayley
“Marquee Moon” by Television, from their first album released in 1977
Text by Bruce Gallanter (Downtown Music Gallery, April 1st, 2022)
Photo by Roberta Bayley
“Marquee Moon” by Television, from their first album released in 1977
Text by Bruce Gallanter (Downtown Music Gallery, March 25th, 2022)
Photo by: Stefan Brending (Lizenz: Creative Commons by-sa-3.0 de, CC BY-SA 3.0 de, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=83319236)
Text by Bruce Gallanter (Downtown Music Gallery, February 25th, 2022)
“Atlantis” Written & Recorded by Donavon
Released as a single & on LP in 1968
(Spoken):
The continent of Atlantis was an island
Which lay before the Great Flood
In the area we now call the Atlantic Ocean
So great an area of land
That from her western shores
Those beautiful sailors journeyed
To the South and the North Americas with ease
In their ships with painted sails
To the East, Africa was a neighbour
Across a short strait of sea miles
The great Egyptian age is but a remnant
Of The Atlantian culture
The antediluvian kings colonized the world
All the Gods who play in the mythological dramas
In all legends, from all lands, were from fair Atlantis
Knowing her fate
Atlantis sent out ships to all corners of the Earth
On board were the Twelve
The poet, the physician, the farmer, the scientist, the magician
And the other so-called Gods of our legends
Though Gods they were
And as the elders of our time choose to remain blind
Let us rejoice, and let us sing, and dance
And ring in the new Hail, Atlantis!
(Sung):
Way down below the ocean
Where I wanna be, she may be
Way down below the ocean
Where I wanna be, she may be
Way down below the ocean
Where I wanna be, she may be
My antediluvian baby
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wanna see you someday
My antediluvian baby
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My antediluvian baby
Way down below the ocean
Where I wanna be, she may be
My antediluvian baby, I love you, girl
I wanna see you someday
My antediluvian baby, oh, yeah
I wanna see you someday
Oh, my antediluvian baby
I was very fortunate to have been selected to do an exchange semester in London from September 1975 to January 1976, while I was attending Glassboro State College in south Jersey (from 1972-1976). When the school selection committee interviewed me & asked why I wanted to do this exchange, I said that it was my goal to go to London to interview members of a certain music scene for future music magazines or a book on the Canterbury Scene. They could tell that I was determined to go. While in London, I attended many concerts almost every other night and did a number of interviews: Mike Ratledge, Robert Wyatt, Hugh Hopper, John Marshall, Elton Dean, Keith Tippett, Roy Babbington, Dave Stewart, Phil Miller and Steve Hillage. I also met with & spoke to Fred Frith, Chris Cutler, Lol Coxhill, Gerry Fitzgerald and others. I wanted to interview Daevid Allen, Kevin Ayers & Karl Jenkins, but didn’t have the opportunity to do so then. A few years later, Daevid Allen (with NY Gong), Fred Frith, Chris Cutler & Peter Blegvad all played at the Zu Manifestival in September of 1978 at Intermedia Theatre in NY. This was their time on stage in the USA for many of the aforementioned musicians. A couple of weeks after that festival, I finally interviewed Daevid Allen at the Zu Loft, the interview lasted several hours. It was then that I learned quite a bit about the early history of Soft Machine.
Text by Bruce Gallanter (Downtown Music Gallery, December 26th, 2021)
“Brown Shoes Don’t Make It” Written by Frank Zappa,
Recorded by The Mothers of Invention for Absolutely Free
Brown shoes don’t make it
Brown Shoes don’t make it
Quit school, why fake it
Brown shoes don’t make it
Text by Bruce Gallanter (Downtown Music Gallery, December 10th, 2021)
“And When I Die” Written & Performed by Laura Nyro (in 1967)
Covered by Peter, Paul & Mary & Blood, Sweat and Tears
And when I die and when I’m dead, dead and gone,
there’ll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on.
I’m not scared of dying and I don’t really care.
If it’s peace you find in dying, well, then let the time be near.
If it’s peace you find in dying, when dying time is here,
just bundle up my coffin cause it’s cold way down there,
I hear that it’s cold way down there, yeah, crazy cold way down there.
And when I die and when I’m gone,
there’ll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on.
My troubles are many, they’re as deep as a well.
I can swear there ain’t no heaven but I pray there ain’t no hell.
Swear there ain’t no heaven and pray there ain’t no hell,
but I’ll never know by living, only my dying will tell,
only my dying will tell, yeah, only my dying will tell.
And when I die and when I’m gone,
there’ll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on.
Give me my freedom for as long as I be.
All I ask of living is to have no chains on me.
All I ask of living is to have no chains on me,
and all I ask of dying is to go naturally, only want to go naturally.
Don’t want to go by the devil, don’t want to go by the demon,
don’t want to go by Satan, don’t want to die uneasy,
just let me go naturally.
And when I die and when I’m gone,
there’ll be one child born, there’ll be one child born.
When I die, there’ll be one child born.
When I die, there’ll be one child born.
When I die, there’ll be one child born.
When I die, there’ll be one child born.