Be Thou My Vision

"Riches I heed not

Nor man's empty praise"


For a Sunday aprè St.Pat's, a common Irish hymn, rendered here in Russell Powell's first ever arrangement and I hope he kept doing those because it is the making of this music ourselves that is the thing. It is in the here are we together where the mystic magic lurks and taunts us to unlock it, and no amount of post-production edits and 'corrections' can really change that. Music is fundamental to the human species, and like our other staples of fresh air and sunshine, for all its flickrs and faulters, standing before any widest-screen surround-sound plasma is still a plastic flower by comparison.


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