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Analog Kid

A hot and windy august afternoon
Has the trees in constant motion
With a flash of silver leaves
As they’re rocking in the breeze

The boy lies in the grass with one blade
Stuck between his teeth
A vague sensation quickens
In his young and restless heart
And a bright and nameless vision
Has him longing to depart

You move me —
You move me —
With your buildings and your eyes
Autumn woods and winter skies
You move me —
You move me —
Open sea and city lights
Busy streets and dizzy heights
You call me —
You call me —

The fawn-eyed girl with sun-browned legs
Dances on the edge of his dream
And her voice rings in his ears
Like the music of the spheres

The boy lies in the grass, unmoving
Staring at the sky
His mother starts to call him
As a hawk goes soaring by
The boy pulls down his baseball cap
And covers up his eyes

Too many hands on my time
Too many feelings —
Too many things on my mind
When I leave I don’t know
What I’m hoping to find
When I leave I don’t know
What I’m leaving behind…

Lyrics by Neil Peart

Red Barchetta

So… when I was a kid in high school (a southern christian one to boot), I didn’t listen to much rock n’ roll. My first real introduction, or rather the one that put the first real bug in my ear was Moving Pictures, by Rush. Until then nothing had really spoken to me, it was just music and the words were just words. That all changed on my first listen. Suddenly there were lyrics that I could identify with, along with complicated musicianship, and of course… those crazy, crazy drums.

The two songs that spoke to me most were Witch Hunt and Red Barchetta. While I still enjoy them both, Red Barchetta still scratches the same itch for me that it always did – a story in a song, along with music that conveyed the story into something more than a raw reading. Every time I hear this song I get the same rush (pun intended, perhaps?), imagining myself in some far flung future, racing an old gasser trying to escape those alloy air cars.

Anyway, to not draw this out too far, with the advent of the Twitters, I can now follow Neil Peart, as much as that probably creeps him out, and in today’s tweet he linked the original story that he based Red Barchetta on. Give it a read… it’s short and another imagination grabber.

Enjoy: http://bit.ly/V8Ypoy