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Tribute to TD (#2)
"Seasonal 2002"

"Before time began"

In the
primeval dawn
before time began...

There came
an electrifying mist
originating from a
magical cold blue thunder.

This mist
tenderly nourished a
breathtaking melodic tune.

That tune
meticulously crafted
and perfectly conceived
was always to be
understood and spoken
by one chosen name.

The name
was forevermore
to be known only as
"Tangerine Dream!"

"Ode to an upcoming gig"

TD diehards never stop.
You all know what I mean.

Shall we just begin with a few strings.
The guitar wings do like to sing.

We have got to get to that music.
It's all about a TD gig.

Sequencers always running free...
ba. da, da -- ba, da, da.

Blasting incessantly and repeatedly.
Shepherds Bush never fails to please.

Time to play another, don't you think?
Will our astonishment never cease!

"Why do we listen?"

Could it be that special place
where rollickingly hills
of daffodils play.

Unlocking their myriad of mysteries
with each freshly painted scene
ready to shine
the night into day.

As, the silly old moon
just smiles gently down
always pulsating
in perfect tune.

Yes, this is our cherished place
from Sorcerers to Goblins
shimmering with magical potions.

Dancing ever so effortlessly
with their symphonic melodies
briskly stirring the dawning oasis
in the cool evening air...
Always we long to be there.

With each and every beat
that we feel deep within our hearts
the insatiable "need to know"
no longer plays the part.

"Antique tangerines"

Tonight's ripe sunset was all deliciously tangerine...
Very much in full bloom and quite ready to spring.
On this honored TD day we saw and heard an
"antique tangerine" that just fell and blew in our way.

Ba - ba - ba - da... Repeat: Ba - ba - ba - da...
The soothing pleasurable sounds we so long to process,
digest and hear. Each and every band lineup brings us
a different and roaring good cheer. With a single, but
yet solo Stratocaster Fender guitar. Once we might have
said, "Take those golden keyed strings out of Edgar's
hands -- if you please." Besides, we always came back
for more. So, much, much more...

Now, Oedipus Tyrannus and Ultima Thule are both clearly
unique as they form running variations almost completely
cleared of all those Electro Beats. Then, Calymba Caly
and Flock of Bluebirds brings back to us many pleasant
and fond memories of things past and not quite so bleak.
The mighty Speed Dragon -- I always wondered how, what,
and why this would be so devilishly tuned and neat.

The Edinburgh Castle standing so proud and strong with
its massive stone doors already beginning to creak the
powerful blast of the upcoming ferocious electronic storms.
Naturally, the Moorland moat that completely surrounded
us was truly a ~TD classical~ float supreme. And, of course,
Sorcerer & Thief -- well, what a pure found treasure and
jeweled digital bit stream. We see and hear it and very much
want to spin it and quietly set to sublime we all but just scream.

On weekends we always go to Southbend Mall just to feel
the perfectly soothing ebb and flow... Soon to catch the
Cool Breeze of Brighton and proudly say, "Hey there my
old TD buddy M8." Still yet to follow is the regal & proud
Phaedra of Nottingham who clearly knows no earthly, but
yet bandwidth bounds.

Alas, we're all quite ready, willing and able -- as we dip
into the forthcoming sunset with its rain bowed spectrum
of multi colored crayons. As, the House of the Rising Sun
places us once again solidly back to basics for all of us
to revel and cherish in TD's never-ending magical and
binding spells. Finally, as we now peacefully set to pace
and once again set sail upon the seven known seas to
begin quietly drifting away. Blissfully content to dwell
deep within the sweet dream of dreams of all those
precious antique tangerines!

"A peaceful ode to: TD focus"

No more but just a whispering hearsay rumor --
there really is a TD SBE gig coming right up.

We all can present a thoughtful piece to the puzzle.
So, the ripples can expand and collapse in a flash.

Let peace rejoice and reflection be the name of this page.
All you TD fans & diehards know exactly what I mean...

We've got to get to that music.
Simply put -- it's all about a TD gig.

Only the TD music matters.
It's nothing more and nothing less...

The sleeping giant (USA) is reportedly next...
Aren't we all in for a true TD electronic DM3 treat!

Just ~focus~ on the real electronic legends.
Where 2nd place is only left to the cosmic dust.

Whereupon the TD e-trails never stop dreaming...
Just trust me -- and you will forever be pleased!

"Ode to Mandala"

The mighty force of pure beauty seeking being quite perfected.
Brings forth its raw strength and honor to be never neglected.

A golden magical harpsichord so powered by heavens delight.
Certainly, only J. S. Bach could ever play it with such a fancy flight.

Slowly evolving we see it, feel it, and most of all we want to hear it.
Now here is the power of TD sampled with so many bytes and bits.

Traveling down the road apiece the mighty Streethawk soars to fly.
Only to return to its past classical musical roots of all that stood bye.

Even the grand winding TD staircase leads us following step by step.
We blindly follow this awesome light clearly thinking, "Oh this is so hep."

For there can only be the one that plays so marvelously and in tune.
That is "Mandala" which is what we shall call it when it's in full bloom!

"Seasonal Greeting 1999"

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the
house; Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care; In
hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

The very next morning with TD blasting merrily away;
With the wonderful electronic music ever so held at bay;
On every house circuit lovingly baking a loaf of bakers
pound; Filling each & every room with this wondrous
and beautiful sound; Even the solid red masonry bricks
of the blazing hot chimney flakes; Each beginning to
shed their magic TD dust ready to rattle and shake;

As olde St. Nick was so very kind and proud on this
joyful Xmas day; Now we know that each plump filled
stocking would say all but nay; Captivatingly capping a
cornucopia of true TD gems & treasures; Eyes bursting
wide open and cheeks beaming with such pleasures;

Why, it can only be spoken by its name the Millennium
Booster; With its dozen reindeer, hammer and sleigh
all ready to shooster; For soooo very many it was a
pure joy to just unwrap and weigh; To all that made
really "darn" sure, that it would solely be played...

"Seasonal Greeting 2002"

The dream (~always~) remains the same...

Deck the halls with boughs of holly hanging
above the overstuffed red stockings filled with
so many kinds of tastefully delicious TD notes,
bytes and bits.

Seasonably spread about just like majestically
uncovered symphonic melodies dancing and
playing ever so softly about upon the first sight
of frost falling 'tis Christmas.

For we can see, touch, smell. taste and all of us
surely must *hear* it. Literally chiming together
we can all share and love that which TD does
bring us during this magical Yuletide time of
the year.

Now as it's being created and composed ever
so generously once more and we shall all try
to be there (some of which is shared in the
gleeful chorus of kind and kindred spirits).
It's very much like when we were just little
kids -- all over once more -- and once again.

'Tis truly well beyond being the grand synth players
indeed with over thirty plus years of TD Christmas
past all packed into one incredible night and concert.
As, the rousing and mighty Astoria shall become our
welcome and roaring good Holiday cheer...

Fa la la la, la la la, la la - LA!