Tuesday, 2 February 2010


"Blue broken tears hide away the years. The misty highway seems colder today. And I saw Waterlow where the evergreen grows. And the wise man knows why he cries ...." I always liked the fact that The Clash were always defiantly fans of Mott The Hoople. I like to think of a young Mick Jones practising daily in his room, strumming an acoustic along to the beautiful Waterlow, from Mott's early Wildlife set. It's such a lovely sad song, and it's easy to imagine Ian Hunter wandering around the park lost in his lonesomeness. It's a 'pulling your overcoat tighter around you' sort of song ... whatever the weather.

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