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I got the soundish in my head. Here's Chris Martin. He's not a guy that reads tabloids. This is not a guy who gives a shit. He says, "I think about George Martin everyday" when presenting an award to sir George Martin, who is utter genuis. He is able to do with a 4 track and microphone with 4 guys playing into it, with what most people can't do with 24 tracks today. I asked him if this is true and chris paused and said "Yes. Yes, this is true."
He says to me THIS is the SONG your band must cover. It's prefect for you. I get you. I get you. This song is perfect for you. Are you ready? I see the corner of some familir vinyl, but I can't figure out what it is. I lay down with ashtray in hand, utterly content like a cat who got the cream, listening to the sound of children laughing. These people are so coool, because I hear happy happy child world, nannies smiling, sweet cinnamon smells, waxing up the room. I loooooove her and really adore him. Damn, I am reallly happy at that moment. He puts the needle on the record and out comes the most familer note sequence of my entire of my life. It is the first song that I was ever taught, by the author of the song. It is the song "RESCUE" by ECHO AND THE BUNNYMEN.
Will Sergeant taught "rescue" to me in 1981 in Liverpool on my 1958 Melody Maker, which I really really like back. In any case, my jaw dropped. Talk about HEADSPACE! This guy hasn't heard one song off of Live Through This. Yet, he has absolutely nailed me. I don't even know how to respond. I tell Chris, I am stuttering like cherry does, "Chris..umm. umm..that that...that..was the first song ....." We both look at each other amazed at the serendipity of it all. It was truly awesome, pyschic, awesome and got me back into the Bunnymen in a big way, more porcupine, some heaven up here. I was there 1981 , Dublin , at Windmill Lanes Studio as a gopher, while U2 was getting The Edge's guitar sounds. Until that fucking CHERRY WHORE KICKED OUT, even though she was only 14, because Kirstie McCall, god bless her soul, thought was trying to mack on any one of them. The Crew, U2, her, the husbands, I DID NOT EVEN HAVE TITS!! Maybe Cherry had double F's. I dunno. We don't talk about her tits, this isn't any crazy shit like split personality. I honestly, when I sleep, which is rare, CHERRY Goes out and buys entire towns and sticks me with the bill. Would you like 40 acres and a Mule and a shack in Versailles , KY ? Thats it. Chris Martin is a genius. I haven't been impressed in a long time, by someone, other than myself.