Thursday, September 17, 2015

Quark,Strangeness and Charm


I was in high school , tenth grade first semester in Texas, when bought Quark, Strangeness And Charm by Hawkwind. It had a sci fi cover and sci fi titles amidst what looked like dead scientists.

I recognized the name Robert Calvert from the Nektar album Down To Earth, he was the ringmaster on their circus themed record. Robert Calvert lead me to meet some one in school who was carrying Captain Lockheed and the Starfighters under his arm. He got me a ticket to see the Sex Pistols in San Antonio on their fateful US tour, but I had to opt not to go since it was on a Sunday night and  my parents would have a fit if I came back after midnight. As it was they didn't play until 2 am and my friend dressed up as a SS officer (even though he is Jewish).
I was immediately taken by the first "Spirit of The Age":
I would've liked you to have been deep frozen too
And waiting still as fresh in your flesh for my return to Earth
But your father refused to sign the forms to freeze you
Let's see you'd be about 60 now
And long dead by the time I return to Earth
My time held dreams were full of you
As you were when I left, still underage
Your android replica is playing up again, it's no joke
When she comes she moans another's name

That's the spirit of the age

I am a clone, I am not alone
Every fiber of my flesh and bone is identical to the others
Everything I say is in the same tone
As my test tube brother's voice there is no choice between us
If you had ever seen us you'd rejoice in your uniqueness
And consider every weakness something special of your own
Being a clone I have no flaws to identify
Even this doggerel that pours from my pen
Has just been written by another twenty telepathic men
Oh, word for word, it says:
"Oh, for the wings of any bird, other than a battery hen"
Ah, the spirit of the age
That's the spirit of the age
Ah, the spirit of the age
That is the spirit of the age

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