A police car and a screaming siren -
A pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete -
A baby wailing and stray dog howling -
The screech of brakes and lamp light blinking -
That's Entertainment
In a baking hot marquee, Liverpool Summer Pops tonight, two-and-a-half thousand people accompanied Paul Weller as he led us in songs of stumbling community:
The more I see - the more I know
The more I know - the less I understand
I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands...
With today's earlier blog still in mind I reckoned I was probably the only one in the arena thinking how close Weller comes to echoing Bonhoeffer. As a member of the sweat-soaked congregation (New Testament Church of Mod), that affected how I felt these words as I sang heartily along with them...
Crystal words that hang so fine - but none will stop us falling
Pulling faster all the time - powerless to warnings
If you feel the hand of God - can you guide it holy man?
But you are only flesh and blood - waiting too for judgement
john davies
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