Poetry of Progressive Rock

Wow.  Tubes is still bashing on Gentle Giant?  Damn dude.  What happened?   They wouldn't let you blow them after a show?  And speaking of Gentle Giant shows.  I saw them a bunch of times and they were one of the best live bands I ever saw.

Edited by Larree - June 20 2013 at 13:15

Agalloch are blowing my mind these days.

The album. ASHES AGAINST THE GRAIN.

Here are the opening lyrics...

The texture of the soul is a vermillion flood
               From a wound carved from an oath; it fills the riverbank a sanguine fog

               These arms were ment to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten
               The texture of timevidvs whisper that echoes across the flood
               It's hymn resonates from tree to tree, though ever sullen bough it sings
               These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, Unearthed and broken
                 Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these LIMBS into water
                 Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast the stone into water....


Ok. Wow. This is heavy doom and gloom and such a bleak outlook on the nature of our souls.

What do you guys think? Beautiful and brutal right?

Kazza3 wrote: I came across these a while ago, they may be of interest: http://alangullette.com/essays/music/tales.htm http://alangullette.com/essays/lit/u_and_i.htm

Lot of great lyrics around but I have always loved Harper's poetry .....

Edited by dr wu23 - June 21 2013 at 18:45

Tubes wrote: No offense, intended to you yourself mokito, but you do ALMOST sound like a condescending elitist douchebag; 1 Corinthians 3:18: Let no man deceive himself. If any man among you seemeth to be wise in this world, let him become a fool, that he may be wise.

Tubes wrote: I always thought the gravestone and flower were allusions to the death of his spilt seed and his own mourning (self pity) about it. The message: Don't jack off. You're killing potential people.

Fish would not make such a statement and it's a wild leap of imagination to interpret it that way.

The.Crimson.King wrote: progbethyname wrote: Agalloch are blowing my mind these days. The album. ASHES AGAINST THE GRAIN. Here are the opening lyrics... The texture of the soul is a vermillion flood                From a wound carved from an oath; it fills the riverbank a sanguine fog                These arms were ment to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten                The texture of timevidvs whisper that echoes across the flood                It's hymn resonates from tree to tree, though ever sullen bough it sings                These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, Unearthed and broken                  Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these LIMBS into water                  Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast the stone into water.... Ok. Wow. This is heavy doom and gloom and such a bleak outlook on the nature of our souls. What do you guys think? Beautiful and brutal right? I like it, "Hacked, Severed and Forgotten" could have been the title of a Peter Hammill song.  I was intrigued so I hit youtube and listened to the whole album.  First time I've heard them...vaguely remind me of My Dying Bride's, "As the Flower Withers".  Nice marriage of words and music...though without your translation I doubt I could have picked them out

Yeah. I guess I should have warned people about the 'vocal' work and style on ASHES TO THE GRAIN. It's the best I know and clearly the musicianship is what I really enjoy most with Agalloch. I absolutely love the interplay with the acoustic and electric guitars. So brilliant!! Also. The grim, bleak nature of the album had me totally curious.
Their are moments where HAUGHM has a softer vocal approach where is a little easier to digest and make out the lyrics!
All in all. Agalloch are a great find for me and I bought 'the mantle' as well. Should be another poetic genius effort that will arrive in my mailbox next week. Anyway. Glad you liked it!

Dean wrote: Tubes wrote: I always thought the gravestone and flower were allusions to the death of his spilt seed and his own mourning (self pity) about it. The message: Don't jack off. You're killing potential people. Fish would not make such a statement and it's a wild leap of imagination to interpret it that way.   Incubus continues from where The Web finishes. For clues compare "You're all but forgotten, A mote in my heart" from The Web with " I've played this scene before, I the mote in your eye" from Incubus - they are thematically linked through photographs "Faded photos exposing pain"/"The darkroom unleashes imagination in pornographic images".   The Web was about a person not letting go after the end if a relationship, Incubus is the same person discovering compromising photographs from that relationship and realising the embarassment they could cause to the ex-girlfriend now. "With no flower to place before this gravestone" is merely an observation that there is no one mourning the death of that old relationship.

The continuation of THE WEB eh? Wow. Very interesting and the way you explain it sounds quite accurate. Thank for this. :)

Tubes wrote: Musically, you can't even compare Marillion to Genesis. Marillion is, if I were to use the familial analogy, the half-retarded step-child of Genesis.

Absolute bullsh*t on a stick....and despite the more obvious moments in the intitial recordings and debut album from Marillion, they completely moved away from that and made their own style very quickly. It's a lazy recycled ignorant opinion from someone who probably never bothered to actually listen to more than a few bits of their music.

Tubes wrote: Classic Genesis beats Neo-Prog any day.

Cool...Yes, Genesis is one of the legends for a reason, but thanks for completely dismissing an entire sub-genre of bands that have put out some amazing music too.



Edited by Aussie-Byrd-Brother - June 23 2013 at 10:39

progbethyname wrote: The.Crimson.King wrote: progbethyname wrote: Agalloch are blowing my mind these days. The album. ASHES AGAINST THE GRAIN. Here are the opening lyrics... The texture of the soul is a vermillion flood                From a wound carved from an oath; it fills the riverbank a sanguine fog                These arms were ment to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten                The texture of timevidvs whisper that echoes across the flood                It's hymn resonates from tree to tree, though ever sullen bough it sings                These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, Unearthed and broken                  Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these LIMBS into water                  Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast the stone into water.... Ok. Wow. This is heavy doom and gloom and such a bleak outlook on the nature of our souls. What do you guys think? Beautiful and brutal right? I like it, "Hacked, Severed and Forgotten" could have been the title of a Peter Hammill song.  I was intrigued so I hit youtube and listened to the whole album.  First time I've heard them...vaguely remind me of My Dying Bride's, "As the Flower Withers".  Nice marriage of words and music...though without your translation I doubt I could have picked them out    Also. Have you listened to Van Der Graf Generator's GoldBluff? To you have an appreciation in General For Hammil's song writing lIke say for, ARROW. ? Anyway how. Just curious. I want to explore more of VDGG's music.