Egg
"The music on this L.P. is not dancing music, but basically music for listening to. It is harmonically and rhthmically complex, designed to be as original as possible within the confines of the instrumental line-up; so it's pretty demanding on the listener's attention."
Recorded at Landsdowne Studios; Engineer: Peter Gallen; Asst Engineer: Les Cunningham
"While Growing My Hair exploits some of the rhythmic possibilities of the traditional 6/8, including the properties of syncopation which has made it a stock jazz rhythm.
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While Growing My Hair recorded at Trident Studios; Engineer: Roy Thomas Baker
Produced by Egg
Released: 1970
Label: Deram (Nova Series)
Cat. No. SDN 14
Personnel:
Tracklist
Side One
Side Two
I Will Be Absorbed has varied moods; the peacefully secure rhythms and harmonies in 9/4 and 7/4 contrast with the heavier, more neurotic 13/8 middle section with its chordal build-ups and anticlimaxes. The subject is the unattainable; the ideal, mysterious music that all true musicians seek.
Fugue. Some of the famous Toccata & Fugue in D Minor (adapted).
McGillicudie the Pusillanimous etc is a fast-moving improvisation song in 5.8 constructed on the chord of F Minor.
Symphony 2
Movement 1 is a vehicle for organ improvisation in different rhythms and harmonic bases, one of them the Hall of the Mountain King by Greig set off by a rhythmic/melodic figure in 9/4.
Movement 2 is concerned with the treatment of a theme basically in 5/4 including drum 'solo' interludes and an improvisation on the tone generator.
Movement 3 has had to be omitted from this record due to copyright difficulties.
The last Movement is a framework for drum + bass solo with an atonal theme.
Sleeve Note
Lyrics
As printed on the album sleeve
growing my hair
they
heard a strange air
played
on a french horn
all shaven and shorn
blow your thing do your mind
come on in waters fine
freak and shout laugh about
make sure youre not left out
thats what you have to do
if you want to be one of the few
when
just out of school
i
felt such a fool
did
i do it wrong
some
didn't belong
blow your thing etc
while
covered in ink
i
had time to think
daub
here for a time
but
be clandestine
blow your thing etc
while im working out songs or just
lying in the sun
the magical sound that i long to express
always just out of reach of my
groping hands
like the wanton muse
beckoning to me
vanishes before
i can see her face
how many times has a transient dawns
beauty faded away before you understand
and a woman whose smile is a
lingering song
bringing tears to your eyes though you dont know
why
like a fragrant light moves before your eyes
a million miles away
never to return
wafting past from my childhood
hazy thoughts and sensations
these must hold the key to my life
i always find those indefinite things
if i manage to touch them they
turn into stone
and the quality that kept me following them is
only a sound that i
knew all the time
if i ever find
what im looking for
i will be absorbed and
never write again
what should i say where should i look isnt it great now everythings gone black perfectly safe feel quite well why dont you just go to hell back where you came from
Transcription and HTML by Andy Murkin