Two English teachers changed my life : Judy Hatton weaned me off my dad’s Alastair Maclean and Erich Von Daniken one library period at Marple Hall High School and suggested Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights; Steve Newman at Liverpool returned a desperately dull undergraduate essay and told me to forget about boring old introductions written by dusty life-less scholars and to read books as if they were writtten by secret agents….it’s a ‘sneaky business reading…’
Thankyou!!!
Kate Bush introduced the idea of synchronicity and this song still speaks to me as perhaps no other song …and remember seeing her first concert EVER at Liverpool Empire and my best friend Kath Saunders being trampled upon by teenage boys going hysterical over the red roses Kate was throwing naively out into the crowd! WOW!!!
Them heavy people
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me.
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me.
They arrived at an inconvenient time.
I was hiding in a room in my mind.
They made me look at myself. I saw it well.
I’d shut the people out of my life.
So now I take the opportunities:
Wonderful teachers ready to teach me.
I must work on my mind. For now I realise:
Everyone of us has a heaven inside.
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot.
Them heavy people help me.
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot.
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me.
They open doorways that I thought were shut for good.
They read me Gurdjieff and Jesu.
They build up my body, break me emotionally.
It’s nearly killing me, but what a lovely feeling!
I love the whirling of the dervishes.
I love the beauty of rare innocence.
You don’t need no crystal ball,
Don’t fall for a magic wand.
We humans got it all, we perform the miracles.
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot.
Them heavy people help me.
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot.
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me.
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me.
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball…