posted 7 years ago
Jethro Tull (clearly named after the agriculturalist) fueled my high school years in esoteric ways that many of my contemporaries did not understand. The songs that did get airtime on the album-oriented rock stations of the late '70s were popular, but albums such as Heavy Horses and Songs from the Woods were less featured, but no less important to my formation as a young man and awakened my mind to poetry. The imagery from both those albums are burned into my brain. Tull songs and lyrics of these two albums transported me to places of wood and glen, hill and dale as much as the literature of Tolkien.
Jethro Tull, like many of the '70s rock bands, are far too unappreciated by the music lovers of today's more spritely generations. If one spends much time outdoors on the landscape of their farm or homestead, the following song can be appreciated.
"Weathercock"
Good morning Weathercock:
How did you fare last night?
Did the cold wind bite you,
Did you face up to the fright
When the leaves spin from October
And whip around your tail?
Did you shake from the blast,
Did you shiver through the gale?
Give us direction; the best of goodwill,
Put us in touch with fair winds.
Sing to us softly, hum evening's song.
Tell us what the blacksmith has done for you.
Do you simply reflect changes
In the patterns of the sky,
Or is it true to say the weather heeds
The twinkle in your eye?
Do you fight the rush of winter;
Do you hold snowflakes at bay?
Do you lift the dawn sun from the fields
And help him on his way?
Good morning Weathercock: make this day bright.
Put us in touch with your fair winds.
Sing to us softly, hum evening's song.
Point the way to better days we can share with you.