I knew there was a reason I was having mixed feelings about liking this song! I really love the vocals and the whole mood, but after learning about Harmony Korine, I'm sort of troubled by it all...

Drumless!  No doubt about it.

Harmony Korine is kind of a messed up dood though - wrote the movie "Kids" and directed "Gummo" - two of the most disturbing films ever.

In my opinion, Steven Wilson/Porcupine Tree/Blackfield is the modern day equivalent of Robert Plant/Jimmy Page/Zeppelin and the likes of early period progressive rock. One would be hard pressed to find a match (exception: Radio Head or Portishead) for Steven's songwriting depth, larger-than-life guitar expressions, and consistently complex arrangements.    

Where would this song be without the drums?

In my opinion, Steven Wilson/Porcupine Tree/Blackfield is the modern day equivalent of Robert Plant/Jimmy Page/Zeppelin and the likes of early period progressive rock. One would be hard pressed to find a match (exception: Radio Head or Portishead) for Steven's songwriting depth, larger-than-life guitar expressions, and consistently complex arrangements.    

Finally it has arrived at 10. Incredible. So is the entire album.

who is Steven Wilson? was (is) he with some other band too?

Steven is working on a new solo album and apparently Steve Hackett is contributing this time.

Cynaera, I can see the hummingbirds! That's visual writing about nature and random stuff that reminds me of the book I'm currently reading (which is great)...


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I'm laughing... I just read the blurb for this book, and it's SO me...  Thank you, drew. I'm in search of it for a reasonable price (limited budget, y'know...) 

To add to my other post - the hummers have discovered the now-bloomed hollyhocks in the back yard, as well as some volunteer sunflowers. The birds fight for domination, as if they don't know there's a feeder in the front yard. I love nature, in all her facets. My latest miracle is an Austrian Pine tree, consigned to the "tree graveyard" by the owner of the nursery where I water plants. It's happened before, and I couldn't do anything to stop it - but this time, I did. After the hired help came back from hauling that beautiful pine tree to the "graveyard," he saw my expression and said, "If you know someone who wants it, I'll load it onto a truck for you."

Needless to say, my brother and I jumped at the chance to save a tree that wasn't dead, but would have been, had it been left on that scorching gravel with burning sun, no water, and an exposed root-ball.  The tree is now basking in our back-40, in a huge pot (which I have to return, once we figure out what to do with the tree), getting water, nutrients, love, and visitors in the form of birds who want our choke-cherries and are curious enough to check out "the new kid.")

Um, and I still like this song.

Wow. This is a great song for the kind of day it is - sunny, hot, and lazy. It's windy, but it doesn't stop the hummingbirds from zooming in to feed, or the Monarch butterflies from fluttering frustratedly while in search of the not-yet-bloomed hollyhocks. Got a load of laundry in the washer, chicken breasts ready to grill, and as soon as I get motivated, I'ma make a really great cabbage/tomato/red-onion/cilantro/lime-juice salad and some brown rice to go with them. And then I'ma sit back and wish for ten days of uninterrupted sleep.

Uh, I like this song.