Lyrical (and harmonic) genius....
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...and Zartan sits up late and wonders....
(I wonder, wonder who....)
(Who!) Who is the real me?
(Ah, ah, ah, ah....)
And in the end do I really have any friends
Who love me for bein' Zartan
Who love me for bein' me?
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And it is particularly well paced to follow up Zartan's pensive self-reflection by the awesomeness that is the interlude of Destro and the Baroness practicing the clarinet!
Well done. Well done, indeed.
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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot
Last edited by Baraka_Guru; 07-24-2010 at 09:31 PM..
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