http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0PvQskY8QHo&feature=related

One day you feel quite stable
The next you're comin' off the wall
But I think that you should warn me
If you start heading for a fall

I see the problem start
I watch the tension grow
I see you keeping it to yourself

And then instead of reaching conclusions
I see you reaching for something else

No one can stop you now
Tonight you're on the loose
No one to tell you how
Tonight you're on the loose
No one can stop you now
Tonight you're on the loose
No one to tell you how
Tonight you're on the loose

I see no harm or danger in escaping
If the method suits the style
We put the mind on idle
And let the others take it for awhile

When the pace is too fast
And I think I won't last
You know where I'll be found

I'll be standing here beside myself
Getting ready for the final round

No one can stop me now
Tonight I'm on the loose
No one to tell me how
Tonight I'm on the loose
No one can stop me now
Tonight I'm on the loose
No one to tell me how
Tonight I'm on the loose

The time we feel most stable
Is the time we're comin' off the wall
And there's every indication
We may be heading for a fall

So let the problems start
And let the tension grow
We'll be keeping it to ourselves

And while they're busy reaching their conclusions
We'll be reaching for something else

Saga  - Saga 1978

Gawd I am looking gray and old these daze.  They really wanted to do a group shot!

Folks had to work almost as hard to avoid the Krsnas as they do to walk around the indigent panhandlers. I love that. I love watching the emotion at play across those stretched tight faux bourgeois faces. Weelll, how seriously can you use the terms 'bourgeois' and 'Stone Road Mall,' in the same sentence? Lend me some writerly slack on that one?

Big shiny new diesel bus for Krsna. Must have been rented I suppose . . . .

Talk about an acid flashback (oops! I suppose it must be considered politically incorrect and/or gauche beyond comprehension to use a lead-in like that these daze. Ah well, never one to stand on ceremony, let us plunge on ahead, shall we? A flashback is sure as f*** is what it felt like when I heard that damned music (and those little 'ching-ching-ching *** ching-ching-ching' bells) floating around the corner before I hit the Square.

Great guys as always. The 'hail fellow well met' member (i.e. the greeter), the reasonable excuse for a musician member, the Fearless Leader member, and the 'laying back in the weeds watching to see whether you might be material' member. The more things change . . . 

I do rather like the safety pylon orange sarongs though.

Spring is here do you know where your identity is this evening?

 

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x68a94_the-beatlesthe-yellow-submarine_music