Μια κρυστάλλινη μπαλάντα που εξελίσσεται σε μίνι έπος, από το Minstrel In The Gallery των Jethro Tull. Σε μια από τις συνεντεύξεις που είχα κάνει με τον Ian Anderson, κοντέψαμε μισο-αστεία μισο-σοβαρά να τσακωθούμε. Ο λόγος, κάτι “περίεργα” που άρχισε να λέει περί …ατελειών του Minstrel, και ότι αν ξαναγύριζε πίσω θα το έκανε κάπως αλλιώς. Υποθέτω ότι η αντίδρασή μου ήταν απότομη, γιατί το άτομο προς στιγμήν …“τσίτωσε” : “it’s my music and I know better than anyone how it should sound like”.
Ό,τι πεις εσύ αφεντικό – απ’ τη στιγμή που αφήνεις τα πράγματα ως έχουν.

A crystal ballad leading to a mini epic from “Minstrel In The Gallery” by Jethro Tull. In one of the interviews I ‘ve done with Ian Anderson we almost had a quarrel. The reason, some “funny stuff” he started saying about …Minstrel’s flaws, and that if he went back he would do it somehow differently. I guess my reaction was harsh, so the man went on saying something like “it’s my music and I know better than anyone how it should sound like”.
Well, whatever you say, boss – as long as you keep it as is.

And ride with us, young bonny lass
With the angels of the night
Crack wind clatter, flesh rein bite
On an out-size unicorn
Rough-shod winging sky blue flight
On a cold wind to Valhalla
And join with us, please
Valkyrie maidens cry
Above the cold wind to Valhalla
Breakfast with the gods night angels serve
With ice-bound majesty
Frozen flaking fish raw nerve
In a cup of silver liquid fire
Moon jet brave beam split ceiling swerve
And light the old Valhalla
Come join with us, please
Valkyrie maidens cry
Above the cold wind to Valhalla
The heroes rest upon the sighs of Thor’s trusty
Hand maidens
Midnight lonely whisper cries
We’re getting a bit short on heroes lately
Sword snap fright white pale goodbyes
In thedesolation of Valhalla
And join with us, please
Valkyrie maidens ride
Empty-handed on the cold wind to Valhalla