Τρία τραγούδια από το πρώτο άλμπουμ που ηχογράφησε ο Brian Eno έχοντας αποχωρήσει, μήνες πριν, “σε φορτισμένη ατμόσφαιρα” από τους Roxy Music.
Ο Eno γεννήθηκε πριν από 75 χρόνια, αυτό το μήνα.

Three songs from the first album recorded by Brian Eno after leaving Roxy Music, months before, “under intense circumstances”.
Eno was born 75 years ago on this month.

00:00 Needles In The Camel’s Eye 03:11 Cindy Tells Me 06:37 Driving Me Backwards

NEEDLES IN THE CAMEL’S EYE
Those who know
They don’t let it show
They just give you one long glance
And you go, oh oh, oh oh
Goes to show
How winds blow
The weather’s fine
And I feel so so-so, so
Birds of prey
With too much to say
Oh what could be my destiny
Another rainy day
Why ask why?
For by the by and by
All mysteries are just more
Needles in the camel’s eye
Those who know
They don’t let it show
They just give you one long lance
And you go, oh oh, oh oh
Why ask why?
For by the by and by
All mysteries are just more
Needles in the camel’s eye

CINDY TELLS ME
Cindy tells me, the rich girls are weeping
Cindy tells me, they’ve given up sleeping alone
And now they’re so confused by their new freedoms
And she tells me they’re selling up their maisonettes
Left the Hot points to rust in the kitchenettes
And they’re saving their labour for insane reading.
Some of them lose – and some of them lose
But that’s what they want – and that’s what they choose
It’s a burden – such a burden
Oh what a burden to be so relied on.
Cindy tell me, what will they do with their lives
Living quietly like labourer’s wives
Perhaps they’ll re-acquire those things they’ve all disposed of.

DRIVING ME BACKWARDS
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Doo doo doo doo doo doo dah
I’ll be there.
Oh driving me backwards
Kids like me
Gotta be crazy
Moving me forwards
You must think that I’m lazy
Meet my relations
All of them
Grinning like facepacks
Such sweet inspirations
Curl me up
A flag in an icecap
Now I’ve found a sweetheart
Treats me good just like an armchair
I try to think about nothing
Difficult
I’m most temperamental
I gave up my good living
Typical
I’m almost sentimental
Ah luana’s black reptiles
Sliding around
Make chemical choices
And she responds as expected
To the only sound
Hysterical voices
And you, you’re driving me backwards
Kids like me have gotta be crazy I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Doo doo doo dodoo dodah I’ll be there