‘Green Guitar’ – R.I.P Peter Green, 1946-2020.

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‘Green Guitar’ – R.I.P Peter Green, 1946 – 2020.

Peter Green, an original member of Fleetwood Mac and legendary blues/rock guitarist, passed away yesterday.

He was an understated stylist possessed of one of the purest, most emotive guitar timbres in the business ,even if he led a life at times troubled by mental illness.

B.B King said of his playing, “he has the sweetest tone I ever heard. He was the only one who gave me the cold sweats.”

YouTube link to one of his best loved tracks, appropriate in remembrance, ‘In The Skies’ is below:

Whistlin’ Past The Graveyard

“I come into town on a night train with an arm full of boxcars

On the wings of a magpie cross a hooligan night

I’m gonna tear me off a rainbow and wear it for a tie

I never told the truth so I can never tell a lie

 

Whistlin’ past the graveyard, stepping on a crack

Me and mother hubbard Papa one-eyed jack”

 

  – Tom  Waits ,‘Whistlin’ Past The Graveyard’ (1978).

 

One of the greatest songs about the resting place of the dead ever written!

Well, compared to songs about love, it’s a relatively small sample size, granted.

The way the gravel-voiced one growls and rasps his blues braggadocio poetry is pure (black) magic.

Excellent slink-through-the-night creep factor, but damn hard to whistle…

Link to the song below:

 

Blue Spring

If in the last post Blue Moses, Moses had the blues, I think I have them too today, or at least a nagging sense of disquiet.

But blue is also the colour of the pictured spring, one of the special places I love, where water bubbles up from deep down and there is richness and amazing clarity.

Hope springs eternal, right?

 

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Hanurama Springs, Rotorua  NZ