Dorky beyond belief but I just don't care, at this point.

[correctiveshoes621]

Just. In awe.

This huge mpg. file of vintage Genesis performing three songs on Belgian television circa..uh..1972..just. There are no words. They do, 'The Fountain of Salmacis', 'Twilight', and..'The Musical Box', which I just about can't even bleedin' handle. Gabriel's performance is just hypnotic to me, doin' his weird little storyteller thing - those intense mascara-ed eyes and that voice; sometimes, a feathery whisper, sometimes, the pure clear ringing of a bell - just fascinating, especially considering that I've never seen any of this stuff. God. I'd only read about it.

I think my heart stuttered when I saw it begin, the first time.

'The Musical Box' is probably one of my top twenty songs of all time, and seeing it performed - and I do mean, performed by the Peter Gabriel of that era (all of 22 delicious, not-quite-ripe years old) - *explodes* - Skinny as a rail, gawky and angular and yet, slinky beyond belief, just..so..hilarious and fucking hot at the same time. LiEk. My jaw literally dropped and I was riveted - *facepalm*

So full of himself, yes. So brilliant and spellbinding and yet dorky, at the same time - double yes. But the way he sings the song - especially considering it's to be in the persona of the wee dead boy's ghost - just. You can feel the pain of the spirit, reaching out. Yeah. I literally caught my breath, in a few places.

This gigantic file is killing my drive, but day-um.



>> While henry hamilton-smythe minor (8) was playing croquet with cynthia jane de blaise-william (9), sweet-smiling cynthia raised her mallet high and gracefully removed henrys head.

two weeks later, in henrys nursery, she discovered his treasured musical box. eagerly she opened it and as old king cole began to play, a small spirit-figure appeared. henry had returned - but not for long, for as he stood in the room his body began ageing rapidly, leaving a child's mind inside.

a lifetime's desires surged through him. unfortunately the attempt to persuade cynthia jane to fulfill his romantic desire led his nurse to the nursery to investigate the noise.

instinctively nanny hurled the musical box at the bearded child, destroying both.>> - from the lyrics site

'Play me old king cole
That I may join with you,
All your hearts now seem so far from me
It hardly seems to matter now.

And the nurse will tell you lies
Of a kingdom beyond the skies.
But I am lost within this half-world,
It hardly seems to matter now.

Play me my song.
Here it comes again.
Play me my song.
Here it comes again.

Just a little bit,
Just a little bit more time,
Time left to live out my life.

Play me my song.
Here it comes again.
Play me my song.
Here it comes again.

Old king cole was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he.
So he called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.

But the clock, tick-tock,
On the mantlepiece -
And I want, and I feel, and I know, and I touch,
Her warmth...

Shes a lady, shes got time,
Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face.
Shes a lady, she is mine.
Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh.

Ive been waiting here for so long
And all this time has passed me by
It doesnt seem to matter now
You stand there with your fixed expression
Casting doubt on all I have to say.
Why dont you touch me, touch me,
Why dont you touch me, touch me,
Touch me now, now, now, now, now...'

'The Musical Box', by Genesis

Comments

[gayalithiel.livejournal.com]

Wow, pretty intense stuff. I will freely admit that young PG is a rare and beautiful thing. Almost like Syd Barett, but without the complete insanity.

[indiwise.livejournal.com]

Not complete, no...that sort of came later. Heh. But I definitely agree with that comparison.

This is too much for me. WTF.