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john davies
notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK

    Friday, December 12, 2008
    The nightmare I'd missed for so long
     
    The simple purchase of a turntable rubber (plus some furniture moving, dodgy rewiring and rare dusting) and for the first time in well over a decade, I played a vinyl album today. It just had to be Larry Norman's Nightmare, the first track on. So brilliant I cried.

    "let the proud but dying nation kiss the last generation
    it's the year of the pill, age of the gland
    we have landed on the moon but we'll clutter that up soon
    our sense of freedom's gotten out of hand
    we kill our children swap our wives
    we've learned to greet a man with knives
    we swallow pills in fours and fives
    our cities look like crumbling hives
    man does not live he just survives
    we sleep till he arrives
    love is a corpse we sit and watch it harden
    we left it oh so long ago the garden"



    Sound and lyrics here
    Video still of Larry onstage with Frank Black, from Larry Norman Dotcom