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William Shatner's Ponder the Mystery
Let’s assume he’s serious. Simplifies matters. And unlike his previous, Seeking Major Tom, this one has no well-known originals to brain-sprain yourself over. He’s by turns polemic, stumbling, provocative, gravely. You need his grit, too, to stay upright through Billy Sherwood’s smooth-as-a-fruit-shit musical backings with aerosolized backing vocals. No worries — as New Age music, Sherwood could send you into a cozy snooze. As a setting for Shatner, he’s half of a useful dichotomy.
And Shatner’s half is a long, dark night. Honest dark, from a man desperate enough to talk spontaneous, to ferment his own poetry and not care who thinks it stinks (“the night spreads the music/ nothing’s quite loud”). Not relentless soul-dark, either. He’s “missing something — give it back!”; still, the sunset and the evening hold their fascination. The full-body, full-consciousness pleasures of a night-tripper.
Laugh at him if you must, but if you do, ponder this: are you limiting yourself with your sequestering? You could call this a concept/prog record, and I’m with the proggers if by that you mean, I feel honesty, and yes, excess, trump a turning away. Not the ascetic mystic seeking, however long the shot, revelatory wholeness. Turning away as the reflexive, sheltering rejection of truth, curling into the hipster-fetal, to avoid actual pain and that unthinkable concept, death (truth’s fellow traveler). The dark night’s shaped a little like that from St. John of the Cross. Separation, and pain with perception. Then union, with, if not a Creator, then Creation. And that works. Wonders.
- Artist: William Shatner
- Album: Ponder the Mystery
- Label: Cleopatra
- Songs: (1) Red Shift (2) Where It’s Gone…I Don’t Know (3) Manhunt (4) Ponder The Mystery (5) So Am I (6) Change (7) Sunset (8) Twilight (9) Rhythm Of The Night (10) Imagine Things (11) Do You See? (12) Deep Down (13) I’m Alright, I Think (14) Where Does Time Go? (15) Alive
Here's something you might be interested in.
William Shatner's Ponder the Mystery
William Shatner's Ponder the Mystery
Let’s assume he’s serious. Simplifies matters. And unlike his previous, Seeking Major Tom, this one has no well-known originals to brain-sprain yourself over. He’s by turns polemic, stumbling, provocative, gravely. You need his grit, too, to stay upright through Billy Sherwood’s smooth-as-a-fruit-shit musical backings with aerosolized backing vocals. No worries — as New Age music, Sherwood could send you into a cozy snooze. As a setting for Shatner, he’s half of a useful dichotomy.
And Shatner’s half is a long, dark night. Honest dark, from a man desperate enough to talk spontaneous, to ferment his own poetry and not care who thinks it stinks (“the night spreads the music/ nothing’s quite loud”). Not relentless soul-dark, either. He’s “missing something — give it back!”; still, the sunset and the evening hold their fascination. The full-body, full-consciousness pleasures of a night-tripper.
Laugh at him if you must, but if you do, ponder this: are you limiting yourself with your sequestering? You could call this a concept/prog record, and I’m with the proggers if by that you mean, I feel honesty, and yes, excess, trump a turning away. Not the ascetic mystic seeking, however long the shot, revelatory wholeness. Turning away as the reflexive, sheltering rejection of truth, curling into the hipster-fetal, to avoid actual pain and that unthinkable concept, death (truth’s fellow traveler). The dark night’s shaped a little like that from St. John of the Cross. Separation, and pain with perception. Then union, with, if not a Creator, then Creation. And that works. Wonders.
- Artist: William Shatner
- Album: Ponder the Mystery
- Label: Cleopatra
- Songs: (1) Red Shift (2) Where It’s Gone…I Don’t Know (3) Manhunt (4) Ponder The Mystery (5) So Am I (6) Change (7) Sunset (8) Twilight (9) Rhythm Of The Night (10) Imagine Things (11) Do You See? (12) Deep Down (13) I’m Alright, I Think (14) Where Does Time Go? (15) Alive