By the Light of a Magical Moon

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 Musical taste is enigmatic. Why we are drawn to a certain sound and lyric and why we have disdain for another is inexplicable. Critics may argue for accomplished technique in a performance or adherence to classical canons of structure and allusion, but these are gossamer meta-musical arguments and ultimately unwarranted. Music appeals to you because it works. It gets you to that buoyant place in your head were seratonin gushes in waterfalls. Whether it's the Clash, Perry Como, the Wombles or Eminem., I can't put down what works for anyone. I may not understand how rap music, or Brittany can be appreciated by someone, but I can accept the fact that it is.

I say this because when I first discovered Marc Bolan with the album "Unicorn" back in 1970, his sound was a sound that was not appreciated here in North America at that time. America, being a relatively young country, lacked history and tradition. It's soil was a barren one, bereft of the "moss of enchantment." America had to have it's sense of enchantment awakened some years later with the film "Star Wars" and its subsequent installments and now it seems to revel in it with films such as Potter and the Ring Trilogy.

 The albums "Unicorn," "Beard of Stars," and "T. Rex" form for me a triptich of Bolan's finest material. With the help of Steve Peregrine Took, Mickey Finn and in concert with Tony Visconti, Marc Bolan rode the pinnacle musical wave of his career and here produced his most significant work.

This area of my little web will be built around understanding this jewel-encrusted period where Marc Bolan's words and music were made to stir up our conversations like an inlaid wooden spoon stirs up Romany Soup.