All that matters is your freedom...

Mr. X is humming whole day a new song yesterday...

What's the matter Mary Jane, you had a hard day
As you place the don't disturb sign on the door
You lost your place in line again, what a pity
You never seem to want to dance anymore

It's a long way down
On this roller coaster
The last chance streetcar
Went off the track
And you're on it

I hear you're counting sheep again Mary Jane
What's the point of trying to dream anymore
I hear you're losing weight again Mary Jane
Do you ever wonder who you're losing it for

Well it's full speed baby
In the wrong direction
There's a few more bruises
If that's the way
You insist on heading

Please be honest Mary Jane
Are you happy
Please don't censor your tears

You're the sweet crusader
And you're on your way
You're the last great innocent
And that's why I love you

he never censors his tears.. but wishes to keep him and her dry...

--the lyrics is from the song Mary Jane by Alanis Morisette. Brilliant, is not it ?

A new day, yesterday...

Back in the summer of ’92 I was launched to Jethro Tull. The first album I heard was Songs from the woods and in a word I was completely hooked up. I started growing up with their music, the eclectic taste of their sound started moving into my veins and sooner I felt I have collected almost their all studio ventures. Times come and gone, I acquired into different genres of music to savor my soul, but still I swear by Tull, any day.

It was dot 7:30 p.m. the stage (Center for Arts, UB) was dim and suddenly with a bang of spot light Ian Anderson started humming Life is a long song, I felt a mysterious touch of melody inside my soul, started singing with Anderson and sooner the rest of the members (Barre, Giddings, Joyce and Perry) joined him. The band obstinately demonstrated their grip and perfection of musicianship performing their master tracks. Often split by Anderson’s amazing sense of humors, mostly dedicated to Barre.

The second half of the show was a stunner. For this American tour Tull is accompanied by a violinist Lucia Micarelli, a graduate of the proverbial Julliard School of music, NY. Tull is really backing her hard and vice-versa, the beginning of the second half started with a small classical piece in violin and suddenly she jumped perfectly into Bohemian Rhapsody (Queen)! And Oh Boy, when I thought it was almost over; the next track was Kashmir (Led Zeppelin). She was in so much command of these both tracks and ‘course the Tull-ites too.

The show was mostly comprised of Aqualung tracks. I have a little ode feeling to this cause I have an addiction to Benefit, Living in the Past, Storm Watch, Songs from the Wood, Stand Up, A Passion Play and Minstrel in the Gallery to name a few. I was expecting more of these albums than only Aqualung, but this emptiness will make me wait for more I surmise.

The show was over around 11 o clock, it was snowing outside and dark. I was walking through an ardent flow of rush cause I waited fourteen long years to see this eclectic perfect blend of rock, folk melodies, eastern influences, bluesy licks, surreal lyrics jumbled into a little light music.

I am craving for more, wish these guys live a hundred years and offer relentlessly their unique phenomenon to devout fans like me.