Music
Arthur Koestler's Eyes
drumkit - gerald dowd
bass guitar - john abbey
electric guitar - grant tye
acoustic guitar, vocal, backing vocals - robbie fulks
B3 organ - chris neville
bodhran - jackie moran
The only person I can think of who overlaps the magisteria of astronomy, ambition, rape, and the Manhattan conservative intelligentsia is Arthur Koestler. I tried out a technique in a few of these 50 songs that I don't think I've tried before, manumitting my lyrics ever so slightly from the bondage of logical structure and sequence, permitting them to flit impressionistically hither and yon (even while trying to maintain some clear sense of forward development in the song overall). I can't say exactly what drew me to that method, or whether it was fruitful in the final outcome, but it added a new aspect of enjoyment to the writing -- wondering along with the listener what might happen next.
Lyrics
She was born in a rust-belt lean-to
Many spring from rags, no nice girls mean to
Youngstown always needs one more stripper
Oh but ain't New York one smooth glass slipper
Now Encounter wants her, Basic's got her
City Journal’s masthead just got hotter
All around the island you can feel it happen
She bats a lash and the locks clicks open
CHORUS:
Arthur Koestler’s eyes
And they'd sound in your soul like a bell had spoken
On trained on the skies
And one fixed on the X in your forehead, she had
Arthur Koestler’s eyes
And they were so damn smoking
Now a supernova’s pull is intense and fleeting
Can I change your drink? Do you catch my meaning?
You could stare through Aristotle, outstrip the Fuhrer
But the woman in your skirt is a touch obscurer
CHORUS
28th, 23rd, next stop Union
I’ve got a woman who’s hardly a human
Just a bit of stardust, brightest when it’s darkest
Love spins the planets and I'm Aristarchus
And I'll go where...
Go go where your mind, go where your body goes
I'll go there...
M33, 31, next stop Pluto, and I’ve got a woman
I’ve got a woman
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