Adam Savage - Aleister Crowley

Описание: My last song of 2023 is a portrait of sorts, not quite a biography of Aleister Crowley, barely music, more of a poem. I wrote most of it back on January 6 while rereading the graphic novel FROM HELL, in which Alan Moore gave young Crowley a cameo. I discussed the book with ‪@hardbooks770‬ here:    • FROM HELL by Alan Moore & Eddie Campbell ►...  
A lot of the images for this video were generated with AI, since I'm all about hopping on the hype cavalcade (and I needed help padding out the video).
I have two other songs that I was hoping not to drag into 2024, but alas, they'll have to wait.

Written and produced by Adam Savage.

LYRICS:

ALEISTER CROWLEY

Aleister Crowley, eating some candy, just a lad of 12
Women were murdered in Whitechapel, letters sent from hell
Something was hidden, something was taken, taken from the stage
Aleister Crowley, watching the city, peasants in a cage

Take a look at what it means to live your life in fear
Maybe you can stir things up and make it a career
Brand your image on the times and send the world askew
And if they say you are mad, well what is that to you
Whispers from the zoo

Aleister Crowley, out in the desert, married for a while
Intoxicated, visions are coming, tearing through the night
There on the page now, like it or not, the point of no return
Aleister Crowley isn't it time you let your spirit burn

Could it be a new religion springing from your mind
Something taken from a place that we had left behind.... like a
Light attracting flies, the work is yet undone
A light attracting other beings, humans on the run
Just a bit of fun

Aleister Crowley, Himalayas, view of all the world
Something was gathered, something was stolen, brought on by the cold
Higher and higher, with desire, kill a few good men
Aleister Crowley, Kanchenjunga, could this be the end

At the mountains of your madness you will see a sign
Something dreadful, something holy, you can start again
Though it seems that old incision never went away
Frozen now but getting warmer, in the light of day
Mountains gone astray

Aleister Crowley melting a candle, deep into the night
Somebody's watching, somebody's dreaming, dreaming for an age
Looks through the window, covered in ashes, head is in a spin
Aleister Crowley, four white horsemen, it can now begin

In the game of life there can be those who leave the board
And when they return to us their thoughts will be absorbed
Like a game of chess in which a fifth hand comes to play
Nothing ventured, nothing censored, emanations strange
Crosslegged in the rain

Aleister Crowley, fingers a-shaking, covered now in blood
Stories are shifting, bodies are drifting, stranded without love
People came to learn your secrets, you gave them what they craved
Aleister Crowley, empty vessel, and yet you misbehaved

No one ever said that you would put their minds at ease
Be a thousand million people, spread like a disease
Do you have an explanation for the things you've done
Somebody's watching, somebody's waiting, awaiting your return
Will they ever learn


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