Thursday, April 28, 2022

If ever there were an unsung hero: the stunning Mr. Richard Thompson

 

Thompson with Christine Collister. 

I heard him do this song a few years ago—at Royce Hall, 

named, you know, after a California philosopher—

and it blew me away.

Let me ride on the Wall Of Death one more time Let me ride on the Wall Of Death one more time You can waste your time on the other rides This is the nearest to being alive Oh let me take my chances on the Wall Of Death You can go with the crazy people in the Crooked House You can fly away on the Rocket or spin in the Mouse The Tunnel Of Love might amuse you Noah's Ark might confuse you But let me take my chances on the Wall Of Death On the Wall Of Death all the world is far from me On the Wall Of Death it's the nearest to being free Well you're going nowhere when you ride on the carousel And maybe you're strong but what's the good of ringing a bell The switchback will make you crazy. Beware of the bearded lady Oh let me take my chances on the Wall Of Death Let me ride on the Wall Of Death one more time Oh let me ride on the Wall Of Death one more time You can waste your time on the other rides This is the nearest to being alive Oh let me take my chances on the Wall Of Death Let me take my chances on the Wall Of Death Oh let me take my chances on the Wall Of Death

1 comment:

Rebel Girl said...

Love that song - and so many more: Beeswing, Vincent Black Lightning, King of Bohemia...

I saw him at the Coachhouse years ago.

Brilliant. Full of heart.

Roy's obituary in LA Times and Register: "we were lucky to have you while we did"

  This ran in the Sunday December 24, 2023 edition of the Los Angeles Times and the Orange County Register : July 14, 1955 - November 20, 2...