On the other hand, this is a little piece of nonsense from Family, a band I saw many times back when things were a little less complicated. This track is from their 1969 album: Family Entertainment and catches Chappo in one of his more quieter moods.
A small boy, bucket in hand. Building castles in the sand thinking of his life that lies ahead.
An engine driver, sailor, why not a king of the sand castle as the gypsy woman said. Taking a ride on a dinkie rail a green engine that’s old could be a royal procession through big city streets.
Waving to the crowds from a sand carpet of gold, shaking hands of the V.I.P’s one meets. Sailing a toyboat in a rock pool thinking that it could be the Queen Mary, passing the Cape Horn tip. Something majestic, sailing world wide seas.
Attention please, I’m the captain of your ship.
After all these thoughts and more the boy returned to find that the sandcastles were washed into the sea. Head in hands, eyes full of tears and a mixed up mind. The gypsy woman can’t foresee the years.
Just read your post on David Arkenstone, & enjoyed the link.
New to me, but reminded me there is a whole world of music out there other than my old time favourites. Thankyou Hammer.
Medwyn Goodall aka Midori, is another musician I have a lot of time for. He is a Yorkshire lad but now lives in Cornwall. A most prolific composer performer he has recorded well over 75 albums.
This is track three from the exceptional album: Where Angels Tread. It was first released in 1995/6 but was re-released in 2003 on the ‘New World Music’ label.
