There are times when a song just drifts it’s way our of your subconscious. A recurring memory from a time long forgotten. I remembered this track when drifting to sleep this week and its stuck in my head since.
Lady Eleanor by Lindisfarne dreamlike qualities suit how i remembered this track perfectly. Its opening seems to slowly materialise out of the ether.
Instruments add to each other and build to a series of crescendos with each verse that then fall into a silence the courses come crashing out of. The song ends with a complete change in theme as a bass line takes prominence and the track drifts back into obscurity.
The continuous, almost liquid like dynamics and tempo that have kept this track enchanting for me since I first heard it as a child. A fantastic piece of folk rock that keeps on giving me joy to this day: