I've listened to The Roaring Forties excessively more than I should have. Absolutely LOVE Sharply Unclear, one of my favorite Hammill songs!
@josemariosantanarodrigues808 Жыл бұрын
Marvelous, impossible stop listening this song!
@enzogalli55063 жыл бұрын
Excellent!! Pure genius Peter Hammill!!
@airman44CTV6 жыл бұрын
Great Song!!
@robfractal68209 жыл бұрын
Love this song!
@MrDanielphenix10 жыл бұрын
Me to i love this song and The gift of fire
@vinylmoon85275 жыл бұрын
Master Hammill
@AlbertoVO56 жыл бұрын
Gigantic!
@AlbertoVO56 жыл бұрын
"So sharp that this open book's transparently jive." Another great line from K!
@garryglew8716 Жыл бұрын
Brilliant.
@airman44CTV6 жыл бұрын
And an hommagé also to Beatles
@patrickk43495 жыл бұрын
It's so heavy! :-)
@grahamthacker6498 Жыл бұрын
And to think some woman got an award for a stupid umbrella song, Hammill greatest songwriter in England if not the universe.
@davideveson75317 жыл бұрын
Transparently unclear.
@MrDanielphenix7 жыл бұрын
Please download The gift of fire
@warmswarm5 жыл бұрын
Daniel phenix - Upload, Upload, you numbskull.
@AlbertoVO53 жыл бұрын
@@warmswarm gonna assume friendly fire but even so that’s hilarious :)
@AlbertoVO53 жыл бұрын
@@warmswarm maybe you’ve never seen Murder By Death but reading your line I just hear Truman Capote’s character exasperatedly lambasting the Charlie Chan cut out, “ Take THE key! Go get THE car!”
@MrDanielphenix3 жыл бұрын
@@warmswarm tu parles français connard ! Quand tu parleras freançais aussi bien que je parle anglais tu viendras discuter
@KRATOSLIVES22 Жыл бұрын
You've never shown a trace of human frailty, No-one could ever catch you on the hop: Each post-modern take on the action would find you Already, in principle, totally hot, All self-referential commentary And a marketing man's sense of talk shop. The sharper the image you cut The more you seem unreal; So sharp you could cut yourself, Transparently ideal. We all know that hard-boiled look, You cooked it up to face down the stares; I feel like I'm walking on eggshells around you, As though you're already no longer quite there. You acknowledge your trauma, Your neurosis is stripped and laid bare. The sharper the image you cut The more you disappear; So sharp you could cut yourself, Somehow this transparency's unclear. All the mirrors in your playroom, They twist your psycho-epidermis into shape. No doubt you emerged in your make-up believing Quite simply, believing that you'd got it taped But the vacancy you offered Is already a Cheshire Cat gape. The sharper the image you cut The more you disappeared; So sharp you could cut yourself - Are you still really here? And the sharper the image you cut The more you seemed a fake, So sharp you could cut yourself, Transparently opaque... And the sharper the image you cut The less you seemed alive, So sharp, but this open book's Transparently jive. You were so sharp you cut yourself, So sharp you could cut yourself, You were so sharp you made yourself transparent And transparently unclear