I got a couple of new coloring books today, one of them with cool art deco drawings. This is the first one. I tried to think of a song that might fit it and what came to mind is the group Renaissance. “Ocean Gypsy” is a mystical song from Scheherazade and Other Stories. The vocals are exquisite.
Scheherazade and Other Stories is the sixth studio album by the British progressive rock band Renaissance, released in 1975. Some critics consider it their best album, although others prefer earlier albums. This is the first album in which Renaissance (Annie Haslam’s version) did not use quotes from actual classical pieces and the first not to feature any songwriting credits from the original members.
Tried to take it all away,
Learn her freedom… just inside a day,
And find her soul to find there fears are laid…
Tried to make her love their own,
They took her love… they left her there,
They gave her nothing back that she would want to own…
Gold and silver rings and stones,
Dances slowly off the moon,
No one else could know, she stands alone…
Sleeping dreams will reach for her,
She can not say the words they need,
She knows she’s alone and she is free…
Ocean Gypsy of the moon,
The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold…
Ocean Gypsy where are you?
The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold…
Turned to gold…
Then she met a hollow soul,
Filled him with her light and was consoled,
She was the moon and he the sun was gold…
Eyes were blinded with his light…
The sun she gave reflected back the night
The moon was waning, almost out of sight…
Softly Ocean Gypsy calls…
Silence holds the stars a while,
They smile sadly for her where she falls…
Just the time before the dawn,
The sea is hushed the ocean calls her,
Day has taken her and now she’s gone…
No one noticed when she died,
Ocean Gypsy shackled to the tide,
The ebbing waves, the turning spreading white…
Something gone within her eyes,
Her fingers, lifeless, stroked the sand,
Her battered soul was lost,
She was abandoned…
Silken threads like wings still shine,
Wind swept pleasures still make patterns in her lovely hair… so dark and fine…
Stands on high beneath the seas, cries no more, her tears have dried…
Oceans weep for her, the ocean sighs…
Songwriters: Michael Dunford / Betty Thatcher / Betty Mary Thatcher
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Beautiful coloring and I had never heard that song before-or knew of the group- I like it!
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Annie has one of the purest voicest I’ve ever heard. I see they are still going strong also! Glad you like the coloring. I wish there was a way I could keep the pictures from looking washed out when I take a pic. Maybe I’ll try scanning one again and see if it helps. I don’t want to pull them out of the books, but maybe I will have to.
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They look good to me as they are- I’d keep them in the books.
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Honestly, I agree with hanspostcard’s comments. Although, if you could trace them out, and do something else creatively with them, I would love to see that creation. Am thinking, like a stained glass sleeve, made out of different coloured tissue and construction papers, which the light passes through. Just a thought.
As for the lyrics, there’s a lingering sadness to them, as I read them. Maybe, it’s just me and the gray skies that are getting me, down today.
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Therisa, l love the idea of the colored tissue/papers that can be seen through. Will post pics if I try it out. My local library is having a workshop with paints and vinyl strips soon that I might check out. 100% yes on Ocean Gypsy lyrics, they do have lingering sadness. Gray skies will do it every time. It’s been gray here all week but supposed to be sunny tomorrow. Thanks for your lovely comments.
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That song is new to me…its really good. I also like the fog machine. We used one in the 80s…could hardly see my guitar neck.
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I don’t like those fog machines. What’s in the fog? Is it water or smoke?
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We had dry ice… people loved it…but it was hard to play
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It gives it a cool effect but I think I breathed some in at a haunted house once and didn’t like it.
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it isn’t fun to play in…but we felt big time lol.
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Yes, I see why you would!
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When you are a teen…it doesn’t take much
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More new music, thank you. Love those birds.
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You are welcome and glad you like the birds
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:)
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