Strange tongues comfort me;
Darkened rooms calm me down.
Make overtures to your insanity…
Good to have friends around.
—‘Strange Tongues’ by Vivian Stanshall, Men Opening Umbrellas Ahead
So-called ‘lost’ records are almost inevitably fetishised. The notion of unheard, unreleased music by some big bruiser of a talent, kept from us by nefarious circumstances, is often too tantalising for our imaginations to let go of. Like diehard conspiracy theorists who cling to the belief that a single deleted CIA memorandum will unravel every sinister mystery of the past century, musical obsessives will sometimes build mental shrines to albums they have never heard, fuelled by fantasy more than curiosity, convinced that such music could answer all artistic challenges, if only it could be heard.
via Strange Tongues: Vivian Stanshall and ‘Men Opening Umbrellas Ahead’ < PopMatters.
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