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Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows, I will be coming home
And when the fog horn blows, I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will fold
Into the mystic
When that fog horn blows, you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows, I gotta hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will fold
Into the mystic
Come on, girl
Too late to stop now
I don't think much of Van as a person. He seems like an antisemitic a-hole hothead Covid denier.
Still, this song is an easy 10.
There is some good in everyone. Van Morrison's music is his good
The sax version of this, by Richard Underhill, at Jack Layton funeral, was just lovely:
https://youtu.be/FHgU1p3f_QI
Not sure what this says about me, but I have a list of songs to play at my funeral. This is one of them. And maybe it says something about my family that my sister and brother both want it played at their funerals. (We're all healthy enough, BTW, )
Still, this song is an easy 10.
The Fins - Into The Mystic
Terrific story.
Have to ask: which fishery?
I love it: a guy named westslope is asking about BC fisheries. I can see the trout-filled waters of Kootenay lake out my window as I type and listen to Van the Man.
Every once in a while my son comes home to visit. He's mid 20's graduated from uni and now works in the fishery off of British Columbia. We usually spend a couple of nights when he's home sipping suds and pawing through my old record collection. Loved the look on his face the first time he heard this track.
Terrific story.
Have to ask: which fishery?
Memories...this song is all memories...and perfect...thanks for the gifts Van...
I left him be.
As Morrison sings “And when that fog horn blows”, the lyrics and music come together in a magical symbiosis. As the boat sales out into the water, we hear a cello playing a low vibrato note, sounding just like what a fog horn must sound like an a cloudy, misty morning from hundreds of yards away. It is an almost breathtaking moment.
Source: https://glickmanonline.com/201...
I love your comment. I have playlist titled "Sunday morning" full of Van Morrison.
Those that gave this a 1 obviously need love and understanding and kindness - not torture.
A perfect 10 for me.
Not for my money, it isn’t. Too country-pop flash. Misses the whole point of the song.
Molly: I don't know what that is.
Janitor: It's kind of my thing. It's like taking a long drive in a car, only uh... it's in a van.
Give this song couple more decades and you may change your mind
Polski, is it not? :-))
Of course my rating of 1 is nothing to do with my past, in the late 70s (!), me a rain-drenched despatch rider delivering a big cheque to the aforementioned singer in his mansion in deepest darkest Oxfordshire, asking to use the phone to report completion of the job (standard thing done in those pre-mobile days) only to be told to "go and find a ***ing callbox!". So I have never liked the peasant since.
Interesting anecdote. Was VM in "his cups" during that period?
Demon alcohol turns otherwise nice people into not so nice people. Fame will also make many rather prickly.
really is a special master
Yes. Yes indeed.
We'd prefer not to see your blue balls, man
I LIKE
Of course my rating of 1 is nothing to do with my past, in the late 70s (!), me a rain-drenched despatch rider delivering a big cheque to the aforementioned singer in his mansion in deepest darkest Oxfordshire, asking to use the phone to report completion of the job (standard thing done in those pre-mobile days) only to be told to "go and find a ***ing callbox!". So I have never liked the peasant since.
He used to live close to me here... and sadly, experiences that that are all too common.
Greta artist... but he's a shit nonetheless.
I recently joined the vinyl resurgence, which offered my 41 y/o self a chance to buy a brand new TT and records. My 1st new vinyl purchase (ever actually; always had a collection from my parents and used record shops) was DSOTM, for which I had to show ID b/c of the bad words - HAHA!
I also purchased Moondance (used, in great shape) because there's something special about this ENTIRE album. And hearing it closer to how it sounded in 1970 is way cool, even if my speakers would have cost as much then as they did in 2018.
However, please consider playing songs from St. Dominic, Veedon Fleece, and Hard Nose the Highway. These are mighty fine albums from his best time frame for making music.
It's remarkable how enjoyable this song is despite (or is it because of?) his vocal style.
This was the second song to which I gave a rating of "ten". (I've been here since 2005, or thereabouts).
Today, on the "RP Classics" list, "Into the Mystic" was ranked ...
44. Van Morrison - Into The Mystic (9.119)
Of the 2,693 songs I've rated, I've given the pinnacle rating to only thirty others.
Moments ago, I reviewed those thirty to see if I might find amongst them one unworthy. There was one which seemed so.
So, I went over to You Tube and gave it another listen. My instinct was confirmed. Patsy Cline is right where she belongs - among Queen, Beethoven, and Pink Floyd. et al. (but, amazingly, only a little higher than Puddles Pity Party's "Pinball Prison").
There's no accounting for taste, and there's no place like "Paradise".
Good health to Bill and Rebecca, and to you, my dear reader and comrade in music, in the New Year, and for many years to come.
Heck, the entire album is a 10.
Congrats on posting one of the most pretentious ramblings in the history of RP.
Had nothing to do with your past, eh? Or EVERYTHING to do with it? I can't understand your jibber-jabber.
It should be pretty clear that DavidS_UK's disdain for Van Morrison having "nothing to do with his past" was meant as a tongue-in-cheek, sarcastic remark; I guess you really couldn't understand his jibber-jabber.
Of course my rating of 1 is nothing to do with my past, in the late 70s (!), me a rain-drenched despatch rider delivering a big cheque to the aforementioned singer in his mansion in deepest darkest Oxfordshire, asking to use the phone to report completion of the job (standard thing done in those pre-mobile days) only to be told to "go and find a ***ing callbox!". So I have never liked the peasant since.
Congrats on posting one of the most pretentious ramblings in the history of RP.
Had nothing to do with your past, eh? Or EVERYTHING to do with it? I can't understand your jibber-jabber.
Forever linked to my wedding and the last song we danced too because I heard it on Radio Paradise years ago for the first time and fell in love with the song. Thank you Bill, you are truly loved.
Funny, I am the opposite. It used to annoy me, but now I love it. Go figure.
And we seem to like a lot of the same music, so yeah.
Of course my rating of 1 is nothing to do with my past, in the late 70s (!), me a rain-drenched despatch rider delivering a big cheque to the aforementioned singer in his mansion in deepest darkest Oxfordshire, asking to use the phone to report completion of the job (standard thing done in those pre-mobile days) only to be told to "go and find a ***ing callbox!". So I have never liked the peasant since.
once again my gypsy soul's been rocked
and again : )
Yep. Loved the song for a long, long time but now? AAAAaaaaaaaaa hate it these days.
Funny, I am the opposite. It used to annoy me, but now I love it. Go figure.
That's what I hear anyway.
Yep. Loved the song for a long, long time but now? AAAAaaaaaaaaa hate it these days.
Make that 39, of which this lost little soul is one. Some artists get on your tits, and Morrison is one such. There's no rational reason - his voice grates on these lugholes, is all. No doubt that he's a brilliant artist with zillions of fans, but like Bob Dylan, his voice is like cheesewire in my brain. There is no objective measurement of "musical brilliance" - one listener's Godlike is another's Sucko-barfo, and long may that remain so.
He is a miserable bar steward on stage, I'm reliably told, barely acknowledging the audience (who've paid big bucks to attend) and never doing encores, but the faithful know that they're going to get that treatment and seem to actively appreciate it, much as some folk enjoy going to restaurants where the waiters are surly and insulting.
Fred, you obviously haven't heard me sing. I'm pretty sure I'd make Van sound like a Viennese choir boy.
Me. In the saxes. Now that you say it.
That's what I hear anyway.
Make that 39, of which this lost little soul is one. Some artists get on your tits, and Morrison is one such. There's no rational reason - his voice grates on these lugholes, is all. No doubt that he's a brilliant artist with zillions of fans, but like Bob Dylan, his voice is like cheesewire in my brain. There is no objective measurement of "musical brilliance" - one listener's Godlike is another's Sucko-barfo, and long may that remain so.
He is a miserable bar steward on stage, I'm reliably told, barely acknowledging the audience (who've paid big bucks to attend) and never doing encores, but the faithful know that they're going to get that treatment and seem to actively appreciate it, much as some folk enjoy going to restaurants where the waiters are surly and insulting.
You don't sound like a lost soul.
MEDIC!!!
. . . Cancel that, he's just sleeping.
Van Morrison and daughter Shana Morrison by Art Siegel.
https://www.flickr.com/photos/artolog/
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Last night at the Nob Hill Masonic Auditorium in San Francisco." ..one more time again....I want to go there one more time again...Be still in haunts of ancient peace."
Van Morrison, piano, vocals, Shana Morrison, vocals, Alistair White, euphonium.This photo was taken on November 22, 2013 using na Canon EOS REBEL T3i.
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He wishes he could sing as well or as soulfully as Otis Redding did.
those 35 sad, lost little souls that gave this a 1. i just don't understand - is it hatred or just blissful ignorance of musical brilliance?
Make that 39, of which this lost little soul is one. Some artists get on your tits, and Morrison is one such. There's no rational reason - his voice grates on these lugholes, is all. No doubt that he's a brilliant artist with zillions of fans, but like Bob Dylan, his voice is like cheesewire in my brain. There is no objective measurement of "musical brilliance" - one listener's Godlike is another's Sucko-barfo, and long may that remain so.
He is a miserable bar steward on stage, I'm reliably told, barely acknowledging the audience (who've paid big bucks to attend) and never doing encores, but the faithful know that they're going to get that treatment and seem to actively appreciate it, much as some folk enjoy going to restaurants where the waiters are surly and insulting.
rated 1 because I worked for him and hate him.
Do you imagine you would get along well with every other artist putting out music you like? I've read the stories about him too, but this is a "10" all day!
rated 1 because I worked for him and hate him.
it takes so much energy to hate......such a waste of your energy........too bad for you.
rated 1 because I worked for him and hate him.
those 35 sad, lost little souls that gave this a 1. i just don't understand - is it hatred or just blissful ignorance of musical brilliance?
Totally agree, Ireland still has some great things to be proud of. thanks Van the Man.