The eighties, in a small music shop a LP cover lost on the sale box, looking like a mysterious psycho painting, calls your attention: Marillion. The sales man, wearing a Bowie t-shirt, red leader pants, with a new wave hair cut, says that the album is very good and you will have a pleasure journey.
At home, the new portable orange record player is about to rotate the sound that will change your life. The endless virtuosity journey invades your inside, and you decide that it will never leave. You wonder, how could that work of art, be half price? Was the world getting that artificial not to recognize such talent, or was this something so unique to be share with anyone? You are not sure about anyone, but there is certain someone that will enjoy the journey with you. Your best friend, and you cannot wait to share precious moments delighting in Marillion music, with he/she. You hide the new treasure in the deepest corner of your soul, because if anyone starch it, will be a pronounced dead. A couple cents latter you by your first Walkman, and that is a dream. The "Lavender" walks in the park where majestic, except for the pen rewind tape exercise.
At home, the new portable orange record player is about to rotate the sound that will change your life. The endless virtuosity journey invades your inside, and you decide that it will never leave. You wonder, how could that work of art, be half price? Was the world getting that artificial not to recognize such talent, or was this something so unique to be share with anyone? You are not sure about anyone, but there is certain someone that will enjoy the journey with you. Your best friend, and you cannot wait to share precious moments delighting in Marillion music, with he/she. You hide the new treasure in the deepest corner of your soul, because if anyone starch it, will be a pronounced dead. A couple cents latter you by your first Walkman, and that is a dream. The "Lavender" walks in the park where majestic, except for the pen rewind tape exercise.
A new decade arrives with ferocious changes. An "Uninvited/Invited Guess" echoing the voice of freedom, announces the " Seasons End". You realize, that is the beginning of a genius perfect union. No more pen exercise, just press a bottom to dive in the "Holiday In Eden" blue sea. This digital era brings the possibility to spread all the magical no limit Marillion's musicality to all your "Beautiful" friends. "Beyond you", your friends, make a valuable discover that talent, sensibility, harmony and joy reached their target. The friendship soundtrack had been created, playing beauty, poetry, electricity, vibration and love for a lifetime.
In the "21 Century", a little digital box (mp3), carries a giant space for you to fulfill your Marillion music hunger. Feeding your soul with "Sympathy", taking you to a "Fantastic Place", where everything is "Beautiful" and you happily comment with your friends, ("When I Met God", I stopped to be "Afraid of Sun Light"). In this high-tech, speed of light communication time, takes only a click for you to spread love dressed by Marillion, to a whole world of a special souls like you.
What are you waiting for?
Spread Marillion music into your friends world!
That was a brilliant journey! So poetically written.
ReplyDeleteThank you Mawgojzeta! Hope it inspires people!
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