Sunday 6th January 2013
dannyhowell.net readers will no doubt recall a poem published here at the end of October 2012, by Rikardo, called The Tranquil And Beautiful Battlesbury (Our Land, Our Hill), which he wrote in protest against plans to develop the fields of Home Farm, Boreham, into a massive housing estate. The poem was well received and was likened to a rallying call for the Stop The Development Of Home Farm protestors. Rikardo, who is rapidly becoming “The Bard of Boreham” has now written the lyrics to a song he calls On Top Of The Hill (The Dream), which he says was inspired by the view from Battlesbury (or ‘The Lyric Factory’ as he refers to it). This would-be anthem for the people features between verses one and two a suggested instrumental ‘cacophany’, which Rikardo describes as similar to the crescendo near the end of A Day In The Life, the final track on The Beatles 1967 album Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. Rikardo’s song could easily conclude with a reprise of his suggested instrumental, maybe lasting several minutes. Maybe a budding composer out there could come up with the music?
On Top Of The Hill (The Dream)
As I sit on top of the hill
It’s a good place to be
It’s a good place to chill
I look high into the sky
Knowing some day that I’m gonna die
But being here
Is all about living
In God’s beautiful world
Who is so renowned for giving
And then I look down
To the fields and the ground
There’s a breaking of silence
There’s a gathering of sound
Instrumental (3 minutes):
An avant-garde ~ classical/orchestral ~ upheaval. A clash between the musicians and their instruments, creating a non-melodic rumpus, replicating the breaking of a silence, to the gathering of sound.
Humans in helmets
Vehicles and machinery of all colours
Yellow orange red white and blue
Ripping up the land (without mercy!)
To a plan full of folly that’s so outrageous
Drawn out by an arrogant and narrow-minded
Bunch of hypocrites
Better known as the Motley Crew
Opening my eyes
And getting my head together
I sigh with relief
Knowing I’d only been dreaming
But sometimes our dreams
Can become reality
Sometimes so beautiful
Complete and true
And there are times when our dreams
Become a living nightmare
Check it out
And be aware of what’s happening around you