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#242: Bryter Layter by Nick Drake

3.28.2012


Bryter Layter by Nick Drake (1970)

Favorite Track(s): "Introduction" and "Hazey Jane II" and "At the Chime of a City Clock" and "One of These Things First" and "Hazey Jane I" and "Bryter Layter" and "Fly" and "Northern Sky"

Thoughts: Sad news, friends: I believe this will be our last Nick Drake album.  He didn't get to make as many as we'd have liked.  Which is a thousand.  So we will savor this one as much as we can.

From the Alternative Music review from 2001: "With a voice paradoxically feather-light and grave, [one] of the most beautiful and melancholy albums ever recorded." Amen.

From "At the Chime of a City Clock":

Stay indoors beneath the floors
Talk with neighbours only
The games you play make people say
You’re either weird or lonely
A city star won’t shine too far
On account of the way you are
And the beads around your face
Make you sure to fit back in place


And don't get me started on how much I love "One of These Things First."  I put it in my tribute photo video for my grandpa John.  It's really wonderful to listen to when looking at old family photos.  Or doing anything, really.  It's a beautiful love song:

I could have been your pillar
Could have been your door
I could have stayed beside you
Could have stayed for more
I could have been your statue
Could have been your friend
A whole long lifetime
Could have been the end


Honestly, I think this album is one of my desert island discs.  "Northern Sky" alone makes it worthy. I named my wedding style blog after this song.


I never felt magic crazy as this
I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
But now you’re here
Brighten my northern sky


I’ve been a long time that I’m waiting
Been a long time that I’m blown
I’ve been a long time that I’ve wandered
Through the people I have known
Oh, if you would and you could
Straighten my new mind’s eye


Would you love me for my money
Would you love me for my head
Would you love me through the winter
Would you love me ‘til I’m dead

Oh, if you would and you could
Come blow your horn on high


I never felt magic crazy as this
I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
But now you’re here

Brighten my northern sky

It sounds like it could have been written yesterday.  THIS is timeless music.  (Though I say that about most 60s/70s singer-songwriters, don't I?) 

Is This Better Than The River?: Yes.


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