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Brian Eno: The Dick Flash Interview

Some of you who know me well know that I admire Brian Eno. Check out this great interview. – Duncan

David Byrne & Brian Eno – Home

The dimming of the light makes the picture clearer
It’s just an old photograph, there’s nothing to hide
When the world was just beginning.
I memorized her face so it’s not forgotten
I hear the wind whistling “come back anytime”
And we’ll mix our lives together
Heaven knows, what keeps mankind alive
Every hand goes searching for its partner in crime
Under chairs and behind tables
Connecting to places we have known

I’m looking for a home, where the wheels are turning
Home, why I keep returning
Home, where my world is breaking in two
Home, with the neighbors fighting
Home, always so exciting
Home, were my parents telling the truth?
Home, such a funny feeling
Home, no one ever speaking
Home, with our bodies touching
Home, and the cameras watching
Home, will infect whatever you do
Where home, comes to life from out of the blue

Tiny little boats on a beach at sunset
I took a drink from a jar and into my head
Familiar smells and flavours
Vehicles are stuck on the plains of heaven
I’ve seen their wheels spinnin’ round
And everywhere I can hear those people saying
That the eye is the measure of the man
You can fly from the stuff that still surrounds you
Where home and the band keeps marching on
Connecting to every living soul
Compassion for things I’ll never know.

There are times when a song can capture everything you want to say or think. When the visuality generated is beyond what you thought was possible. When you experience a rush of emotions. When you want to cry but don’t know why. Or maybe you do. It’s not the everyday things that are the biggest sometimes. And when David Byrne and Brian Eno work together – I’m there. Both renaissance men that I admire and whose work infects my mind and heart. For this you need some Bali Blue Moon (assuming it makes on to the boat and gets delivered) and a french press – pour yourself a cuppa, put on your old school headset, and sit back.

– Duncan Alney