King Crimson, David Bowie, Brian Eno, Queen etc.
With Brian Eno, its his vocal works that I, in particular favor. I consider him to be the Lewis Carroll or Ogden Nash of rock. Nonsense, often tautological lyrics that seem to say something . . . but always evocative of something.
Below are some of my favorite Eno-isms:
"To be a zombie all the time / requires such dedication." Dead Finks Don't Talk, Here Come the Warm Jets.
"While miles below the curlews call from strangely stunted trees / The painted sage sits just as though he's flying / Regina's jet disturbs his wispy beard." Burning Airlines Give You So Much More, Taking Tiger Mountain (By Strategy).
"But her taste is such that she'll distinguish with her tongue / the subtleties a spectrograph would miss / and announce her decision / while demanding her reward: / a jellyfish kiss." The Fat Lady of Limbourgh, Taking Tiger Mountain (By Strategy).
"They know what God gave their fingers for / to make percussion over solo [typewriters over Fripp guitar solo]" China My China, Taking Tiger Mountain (By Strategy).
"And we saw St. Elmo's Fire / spitting ions in the ether." St. Elmo's Fire, Another Green World.
"I stand on the beach / giving out descriptions / different for everyone I see." Everything Merges With the Night, Another Green World.
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