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8 thoughts on “ Dream Gerrard - Traffic - When The Eagle Flies ”

  1. Sep 22,  · This track from Traffic's album When the Eagle Flies also has lyrics by Stanshall. He described the song's genesis in one of his last interviews, which is quoted by Alan Clayton on Ginger Geezer: Backtracking a bit, can you tell me how Dream Gerrard (on Author: Jonathan Calder.
  2. Dec 06,  · Having listened to and enjoying Traffic for the last 40 plus years, When the Eagle Flies, to me has to be the most mesmerising album in the whole Traffic catalog. Free spirited jazz improvisations with vocals. The center piece "Dream Gerrard" is the absolute pinnacle of Traffic achievement/5(69).
  3. And while 'When the Eagle Flies' finds the group in an indeterminate jam reminiscent of the Dead or the Band, 'Love' is an exemplar of Traffic trying to recapture the magic, so to speak, by sounding like Traffic. To be fair, there is some magic on When the Eagle Flies. The back-to-back tracks 'Dream Gerrard'* and 'Graveyard People' make for an /5.
  4. Dream Gerrard Lyrics: And it's a fact, you are cold / They react, dream Gerrard / Hippos don't wear hats / Lobsters shriek if provoked / On long blue ribbons / That he may see / While he sleeps.
  5. In its second manifestation, Traffic displayed an affection for jazz-like improvisation over shuffling rhythms, and that tendency was never more indulged than on When the Eagle bradarrockseekersilvergrove.infoinfo dispensed with the trio of session musicians who had accompanied them on tour, the remaining band members, led by Steve Winwood, jammed over long-lined musical structures.6/
  6. Having listened to and enjoying Traffic for the last 40 plus years, When the Eagle Flies, to me has to be the most mesmerising album in the whole Traffic catalog. Free spirited jazz improvisations with vocals. The center piece "Dream Gerrard" is the absolute pinnacle of Traffic achievement.
  7. And it's a fact, you are cold, they react, dream Gerrard Hippos don't wear hats, lobsters shriek if provoked On long blue ribbons That he may see while he sleeps Monsieur Old Neddy, he wears spectacles in bed That he may see dreams more clearly The night, it will be black, and white raven croaking I am thirsty, die, they won't let it be They think it should be done with reality I scream from a.

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