A music box whirls, tinkling bells of metal shards, sharp enough to slit a throat, slowly dying and running itself down. Crystalline winter, wrapping the sly softness and icy deadliness of snow around us, seduces with dangerous charm. We allow ourselves to be swaddled, thinking it is what we want, believing in the lie that it is what we need. We are too often willing accomplices in our own deception, in conspiring with the loveliness of a city covered in snow and ice – a city of quartz, ticking away with the tense, unrepentant measure of a time-bomb. Beauty about to explode.
Charming, someone to fear
Handsome, very much here
Evil, dancing through fire
Whore of Babylon, world famous clear
Something to charm
Danger, someone to harm
Falling into the mire
Climbing, higher and higher
The smoky world-ravaged voice of Marianne Faithfull, something we will never hear live again, gives ragged life to the song at hand. Recently deceased, she lasted longer than she thought she would. We never know how strong we are, or will need to be, until we go through it. And God, what she must have gone through… file it under ‘fun from the past’.
Someone to fear
Handsome, very much here
Evil, dancing through fire
Whore of Babylon, world famous clear
This is the penultimate song of our introductory fairy-tale playlist, setting up the whimsical beginning of the Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale. How fitting to give the almost-last word to Ms. Faithfull, whose voice once gave sustenance to a lost boy. Every fairy tale is lined with darkness and danger, as though designed to prepare a child for the horrors of what will undoubtedly lie ahead.
Ivory tower
Longing for something now
Waiting, hour after hour
Give me some of your power
Every escape can become another prison. Every chance grab at freedom another chance at confinement. Paradoxically, every prison can be conquered by the mind, and perspective is the greatest weapon anyone can ever wield. The power is in our hands.
Citadel, a prison of sorts
Only the rich make the laws
Using repression and force
Whore of Babylon, City of Quartz
