RIP Keith Reid. Also great to celebrate the late Gary Brooker. Amazingly, their opus, like Don McLean's, is destined to live forever and ever. (Did you catch Don McLean's quote from "Whiter Shade" in "American Pie" - i.e. "leaving for the coast?")
This and the other songs of mystery of those days differ from the songs of courtship and nostalgia. They don’t summon memories but wonder. We layer on meaning each decade. They escape précis. We experience them like a prompted AI image that is almost in grasp until an aspect dissipates perception into a trance.
RIP Keith Reid. Also great to celebrate the late Gary Brooker. Amazingly, their opus, like Don McLean's, is destined to live forever and ever. (Did you catch Don McLean's quote from "Whiter Shade" in "American Pie" - i.e. "leaving for the coast?")
This and the other songs of mystery of those days differ from the songs of courtship and nostalgia. They don’t summon memories but wonder. We layer on meaning each decade. They escape précis. We experience them like a prompted AI image that is almost in grasp until an aspect dissipates perception into a trance.